My Husband’s Mistress Smiled At Me In A SoHo Café — Then Her Husband Sat Down And Made Me An Offer That Stopped My Breath.

this marriage contract with you. Term: indefinite. Profit sharing: fifty-fifty. I assume the risk. Will you sign?”

No flowers. No poetry. Just truth.

I looked at the shredded paper, then back at him. “You’re clever. You get a CFO and a wife with no recruitment fees.”

He smiled. “I’m an investor. I don’t let the best deal of my life walk away.”

He kissed continue reading …