When Old Love Comes Due
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For four years, I was the woman Pierce Whitaker kept and never claimed.
I ran his deals by day. I sat by his hospital bed every time his ulcer flared. Every month, his money kept my little brother in care.
Then his biggest rival offered him a sixty-million-dollar contract and asked for me in return.
Pierce didn't even pretend to think it over.
By sunrise, I'd lost my home, my job, and the man I'd been stupid enough to love. By noon, he was on the phone telling me the woman he'd chased for years had said yes.
Two months later, I was delivering flowers to her birthday party when Pierce stumbled into the hallway after me, gray-faced, one hand pressed to his stomach.
"Ren. Get me to a hospital."
I looked at my phone, then at him.
"That'll be five hundred dollars."
I ran his deals by day. I sat by his hospital bed every time his ulcer flared. Every month, his money kept my little brother in care.
Then his biggest rival offered him a sixty-million-dollar contract and asked for me in return.
Pierce didn't even pretend to think it over.
By sunrise, I'd lost my home, my job, and the man I'd been stupid enough to love. By noon, he was on the phone telling me the woman he'd chased for years had said yes.
Two months later, I was delivering flowers to her birthday party when Pierce stumbled into the hallway after me, gray-faced, one hand pressed to his stomach.
"Ren. Get me to a hospital."
I looked at my phone, then at him.
"That'll be five hundred dollars."














































