Chapter 18: The Auction

The idea of divorce had been Marilyn's in the first place. They had even signed the papers, only waiting for a day to pick up the certificate. Yet the moment the word fell from Luciano's lips, heat surged through her like a flash fire. Her fingers curled into a fist before she could stop herself. "You want to go to the Civil Affairs Bureau with me right now?" He watched her without a flicker of expression. "Isn't that what you wanted?" "You're right. It's been five years. People change, and you...