KING OF GREED (KINGS OF SIN #3) BY ANA HUANG EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
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ONCE UPON A TIME, I’D LOVED MY HUSBAND.
His beauty, his ambition, his intelligence. The wildflowers he’d plucked
for me on his way home from a graveyard shift, and the gentle kisses he’d
trailed over my shoulder when I stubbornly refused to heed my alarm clock.
But once upon a time was a long time ago, and now, as I watched him
walk through the door for the first time in weeks, all I felt was a deep, dull
ache in the places where love once resided.
“You’re home early,” I said, even though it was near midnight. “How
“Fine.” Dominic shrugged out of his coat, revealing an immaculate gray
suit and crisp white shirt. Both custom-made, both costing upward of four
figures. Only the best for Dominic Davenport, the so-called King of Wall
Street. “Work was work.”
He gave me a perfunctory kiss on the lips. A familiar whiff of citrus and
sandalwood brushed my senses and made my heart squeeze. He’d worn the
same cologne since I gifted it to him a decade ago during our first trip to
Brazil. I used to find the loyalty romantic, but the new cynic in me
whispered it was only because he couldn’t be bothered to find a new scent.
Dominic didn’t care about anything that didn’t make him money.
He flicked his eyes over the lipstick-smudged wine glasses and
remnants of Chinese takeout on the coffee table. Our housekeeper was on
vacation, and I’d been in the middle of cleaning up when Dominic came
“Did you have friends over?” he asked, sounding only marginally
“Just the girls.” My friends and I had celebrated a financial milestone
for my small pressed flower business, which was nearing its two-year
anniversary, but I didn’t bother sharing the accomplishment with my
husband. “We were supposed to go out to dinner, but we stayed in at the last
“Sounds nice.” Dominic had already moved on to his phone. He had a
strict no-email policy, so he was probably checking the Asian stock
A knot formed in my throat.
He was still as breathtakingly handsome as the first time I saw him in
our college library. Dark blond hair, navy eyes, a sculpted face set in a
semi-permanent pensive expression. It wasn’t a face that smiled easily, but I
liked that about him. There was no fakeness; if he smiled, he meant it.
When was the last time either of us had smiled at the other the way we
When was the last time he touched me? Not for sex, but for casual
The knot pulled tighter, restricting the flow of oxygen. I swallowed past
it and forced my lips to curve upward. “Speaking of dinner, don’t forget our
trip this weekend. We have a Friday night reservation in DC.”
“I won’t.” He tapped something on his screen.
“Dom.” My voice firmed. “It’s important.”
I’d put up with dozens of missed dates, canceled trips, and broken
promises over the years, but our ten-year wedding anniversary was one of a
kind. It was unmissable.
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