Chapter 1

I flew home in secret from Italy on my tenth wedding anniversary to surprise my husband, Grant Calloway.

He married into my family and has been helping run my family’s company ever since.

After I landed, I stopped by one of my family’s jewelry boutiques to pick up an anniversary gift for him.

The second I pulled out my black card, the sales associate snatched it out of my hand and started yelling.

“You nasty bitch. You’re really out here messing with a married man? A cheap slut like you really thinks you can steal someone else’s husband? Please. You’re just trash Mr. Calloway keeps around until he gets bored.”

Then she smashed the million-dollar jewelry I came to pick up.

And blamed me for it.

Security closed in while she stood there smirking.

“You’ll never be able to pay for that.”

I almost laughed.

Because everyone here had the same little misunderstanding.

They thought Grant Calloway was the billionaire and that I was just a mistress.

And, that I was after his money.

Cute.

'Cause Grant Calloway was never the billionaire.

I am.