Clean Break: Punishment for a Dirty Husband

My germaphobe husband peeled shrimp for his female intern in public? Fine. That night, I made him peel ten pounds for me. I'm Elaine Harrington, heiress to a billion-dollar empire. I married Julian Drake because he respected boundaries—or so I thought. First came the intern rides, then the flirting, then the gala humiliation. I warned him twice. He ignored me. When the Drake family used stock prices and business ties to force me to compromise, I chose divorce instead, and took back everything I'd ever given him. By the time Julian came crawling back, begging for another chance, it was too late. I never needed the title of Mrs. Drake. I had my own empire.