CHAPTER ONE.
LESLIE’S POV
My husband and boss Kian, is laughing at every joke that leaves the lips of his first love while I watch them through the glass doors that separates his office from mine. I had been dutifully preparing some documents that needed his signature and also setting up his meetings for the day like I have done for 7 years as his secretary but since Beverly’s arrival, I have been unable to get any work done.
I feel a pang in my chest everytime Kian laughs, almost tearing up at the thought that he has never laughed like that around me. I stare at her slender frame, her lush black hair that bounces back into place even when she throws her head back in laughter and the grace in every of her movements. Beverly is an epitome of feminine grace and every of her features is proof of why Kian has been hung up over her even though they separated years ago. Even though he married me.
