The First Lady's Vengeance|18+

Selene Moreau built a president.

She sacrificed her career, her power, and her future so Alexander Moreau could sit in the highest seat in the country-with her standing beside him as the perfect First Lady.

Until he humiliated her. Publicly.

His affair with a younger woman was a spectacle. The headlines mocked her. The whispers picked her apart. And when his mistress got pregnant, Alexander barely looked at Selene as he told her, "This doesn't change anything. You'll always be my wife."

No, Alexander. This changes everything.

Because Selene doesn't cry. She doesn't beg. She retaliates.

And when she's done, he won't just lose his presidency.

He'll lose everything.
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"Do you know what you do to me?" His voice was rough, his fingers sliding beneath lace, teasing, torturing.

She pulled his belt loose, the metallic clink drowning beneath her heavy breathing. "Show me."

And he did.

He pressed into her, swallowed the gasp she let out. The sharp edge of the bookshelf dug into her shoulders, but she barely felt it. All she felt was him-his heat, his weight, the way he owned her completely in that moment.

Footsteps echoed faintly outside the door. A voice-muffled, passing.

Damian's hand covered her mouth as he moved harder, deeper. The thrill of being caught sent fire through her veins.

"Quiet, mon trésor," he whispered, his breath hot against her ear. "Unless you want them to hear how good I'm fucking you."

Selene bit his palm as she came undone, her entire body trembling around him.