Everyone in Cloud City knows my husband adores his wife like his life depends on it. I used to think so too.
Until our wedding anniversary, when I received a photo of my husband in bed with his mistress.
When I caught them in the act, he insisted that she was his sister.
Fine then! I’ll go find myself a good brother.
Before going into closed research at the institute, I went to a bar and ended up sitting astride the lap of a cold, handsome man.
The next morning, when I reported for duty, the man whose lap I’d been straddling in public the night before was standing on the podium in a tailored suit.
That was when I realized—the man from last night was actually my boss...
Later, I discovered that this man, who would be intertwined with me for life, turned out to be the heir prince of the Choria family.
