Her Reluctant Wife: A Lesbian Age Gap Romance

than Giana Thompson. Under that frigid exterior, was she

taking real delight in this? This was just the grand finale to the

nightmare she’d been forced to live for so long.

She shoved out of the chair, jumping to her feet, and curled

her hands into fists at her sides. She felt volatile in a way she

never had before. “I hope that one day you learn the pain of

losing everyone you love. I hope that one day, when you come

begging for an ounce of charity, just one small molecule of

mercy, that it isn’t granted to you. I hope that one day, all you

know is pain and that there will be no end to it.”

Giana’s eyes narrowed, and at her full height, she was

nothing short of threatening. “Careful,” she hissed. “Throwing

threats around like that can get you into real trouble.”

“Yeah?” Coralyn was past caring. “Well, it’s a good thing

they aren’t anything but words. Have a good day, Ms.

Thompson. Have a great fucking life.”

Giana’s palm came down hard on the surface of her desk,

and the sound of that smack was somehow immensely

satisfying to Coralyn. She wasn’t shaking with fear anymore.

She was shaking with a dangerous anger that she’d never felt

before. “You need to leave. Now.”

“I’m going.” She didn’t move. She planted her ugly winter

boots on the tile instead. She crossed her arms and stared

Giana down, daring her to make the next move. Call security.

Deal with the problem in her office. The problem who wasn’t

even a person to her. Coralyn hoped Giana would remember

this day, this moment, and her face for the rest of her life. That

when her empire crumbled, if the world should be so kind,

she’d recall this meeting as the start of it all.

Giana shook her head. She plowed forward, and her hand