I watched my boyfriend down on one knee proposing to another woman.Turns out that he was cheating on me with her for two years.Our five years together meant nothing to him. He claimed that he needed her money –connections and that I should be the one to play the role of a mistress. I refused.I didn’t stick around. I ran as fast as my legs could carry me. I wanted something strong to numb my pain— and yes, I ended up in the loudest club.Then I met him, Adrian Foster. The wealthiest and powerful CEO.The moment I lost my balance, he caught me and pulled me straight in to his chest.Fate? I didn’t believe in it.But may be …. He did.