Authors: K. Renee
By K. Renee
Sneak Peek at Jaxson
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© 2015 K. Renee
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Published: K. Renee - 2015
Cover Design: KLa Boutique
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Cover Photo: Mandi Hollis @ MHPhotography Stock and Custom Photos
Cover Model: Randi Perez
Editor: Kim Young
Time after time, you tell me to just keep writing, even though I hate every story I've started. Without you, I'm not sure this book would have been written.
To say I'm bitter is an understatement. I'm fucking pissed and humiliated. I never thought that every choice I made since leaving to New York would lead me here. I thought I had the perfect life. Hell, I
I had the perfect life. I was dating the hottest guy in the city and he was climbing the ranks in the stock company where he worked. Every girl within a forty mile radius wished they were me.
Tyler Martin was the epitome of everything you could want in a boyfriend. He was smart, funny, handsome, and amazing in bed. I never wanted for anything in our relationship. Tyler was a successful stockbroker, but the day everything fell apart was the day he was arrested for embezzling and selling insider trade secrets.
As I watched them lead him away in handcuffs, he turned to me and said it was all my fault. What did I do? I didn’t force him to make money. I grew up in a small town, so I wasn’t afraid of not having much. Tyler was the one who made me like designer labels. He would insist on paying top dollar for our clothes, even though that wasn’t the real me. I would have been comfortable in my off name brands and second-hand store finds.
We were supposed to get married and start our life together. For the last few months, all our friends had been telling me he was going to propose soon. I was excited and extremely nervous at the same time. He didn’t know anything about my past and I wanted to keep it that way.
Hell, I still can’t believe he would just throw our lives down the drain like that. He paid for everything we owned. I had no way to pay for anything. I worked as a receptionist in an office building, for crying out loud. Except for a few thousand dollars I have saved for a rainy day, all our combined funds were frozen by the SEC and FBI. By myself, there will be no way to afford our lavish downtown apartment. In a few short weeks, I’ll be homeless with nowhere to go.
Packing as much stuff as I can fit into my car, I decide it is time to go back home. Once I pack everything I can’t bear to leave behind, I make my way back to the small town I grew up in. My mom always said I could come home whenever I needed to. I think it's about time I take her up on that offer.