Second Chance Contract I came from nothing and made something of myself. I’ve only ever loved two things. Cars and her. I took that passion and built an empire. That was the problem with being one of the richest men in the world—everyone thinks they know me, but they only know what I want them to. I’m demanding. Arrogant. My company thinks they can change me. Soften my image. Make me more appealing to the public. Little do they know, the woman they hired was my best friend’s little sister, and the last time I saw her... I broke her heart. Second Chance Vow The first time I talked to her, I dared Kinley to kiss me. As soon as her lips touched mine, I knew I was her first and only. With her mouth still against mine, I asked, “What other first of yours can I have next?” For the next twenty years I claimed her in every possible way. From her lips, to her heart, to her body, she was mine. We were supposed to be forever. So in love. So devoted. So consumed with each other. Except somewhere along the way we lost sight of that love. We meant it when we vowed for better or for worse... So why the hell were we signing divorce papers