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Amanda's eyes looked wild with chagrin and rage, and she suddenly lunged at me with her fingers outstretched.

I let her get close to me, let her almost taste the thrill of slapping me, then I side-stepped her easily and tripped her so she landed face-first in the sand.

"Honey, I've shown pigs at a country fair," I said. "Don't test me."

She scrambled to her feet, spitting sand from her mouth. “What else are you going to take from me?” she shrieked wildly.

I crossed my arms as I looked at her red-faced anger.

“What else do you have? I’ve already taken Maverick, your retirement account, your promotion, and Diego.”

"At least you can't pull any more shit with my retirement money. I went all in with the stock of your main sponsor. Evenyouwouldn't fuck with them just to get back at me."

"Natural Girl Beauty?" I asked. "Funny how sponsors can change. As of today, Organic Girl Beauty is my sponsor. And I've got a TikTok scheduled with that announcement right about now."

I pulled up my phone and scrolled to my page. The numbers were climbing, 2.5 million views, 2.7 million views, 3 million views.

"I'm afraid Organic Girl Beauty is going to soon outpace Natural Girl Beauty," I said. "Too bad you put all your money in the wrong company."

Her jaw dropped open and I could see her little rodent brain working to try to find some angle to beat me with, some way to come out on top.

"Maverick will come back to me!" she shrieked. "I know he will!"

I only laughed derisively. "Honey, that man is begging to get in my pussy every day. He's not going back to you."

"I see the cruise is about to leave," Amanda said unpleasantly as the ship made a last warning blare. "At least you'll be left behind, too. The cruise ship won't wait for anyone. Evencelebrities."

Just then I heard the sound of a motorboat, and I turned around to see Maverick bouncing over the choppy waves, heading toward in the beach in a tiny, beat-up looking boat.

"Tallulah Laurent!" he shouted angrily, his dark hair whipping across his face with the force of the wind. "Get your ass in hereright now!"

He held out his hand to me.

"Take my hand right now or I swear to God you are going over my knee. I amnotleaving you behind."

"Not mad I tricked you into changing our prenup?" I asked coolly.

Maverick shook his head sharply. "Mad? Not at all. In fact, I went back and wrote out a new clause that says if you ever catch me cheating again you can beat me with a stick and take every last fucking dollar I own. Nowmove."

Amanda was vibrating with fury beside me. "You said I was your soulmate!" she snapped.

Maverick barely looked at her, stretching his hand out impatiently for me to grab it. "That was bullshit. I'm a bastard, but I'm a bastard who's obsessed with his wife."

I turned to Amanda one last time and smiled. "What's that you told me earlier? I guess. . .I'mnot anyone's sweet little wife either. I justgofor what I want. I'm a ruthlessbitchlike that. Bye honey."

Then I took Maverick's hand and let him pull me into the boat.

On the way over, I made a few calls. Too bad for Amanda there wouldn’t be any helicopters able to come rescue her for at least two weeks. And with the way work was going, that meant she could kiss her job goodbye.

CHAPTER 12

Maverick

"You have been behaving like a complete imbecile," my mother said.

She pointed again to the big whiteboard where the detailed explanation of why I had been a cheating bastard was. Little squiggly lines connected phrases like PATHOLOGICAL NEED FOR ATTENTION to other phrases like REGRETTABLE EXCESS OF GOOD LOOKS.

We had been at this session for hours. My head ached and my throat felt dry.

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