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Her new independence was dawning.

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STELLA WAS NOT ALONEin her optimism.

When John finally drove his Porsche out of the studio’s deserted parking lot it was just past 1 a.m. Though his shoulders were cramped and he was mentally weary, he was filled with a renewed sense of liberty and power. It was only a couple of weeks before he’d overheard Stella complaining to her old man about the long hours her husband spent at his office. Hopefully she’d tell him the hard work and ambition were starting to pay off.

John grinned. He’d buy her something sparkly to celebrate. Certainly not real diamonds, but she wouldn’t know the difference.

More importantly, he was officially Jerry Goldman’s protege. The powerhouse who ruled over Continental Pictures had handed him responsibility for several key projects.

Turning into the apartment building’s underground garage, John had no doubt he would one day be sitting behind the black, glossy oval desk, and ruling over the studio.

The poor kid from the Brooklyn streets would be king!

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CHAPTER TWELVE

THE FOLLOWING MORNING, Stella was happier than she’d been in a long time. She was thrilled with the prospect of having some independence, and she especially loved the idea of brandishing power over a man. But after her thrilling night with Tony she was ravenous, and also bursting to share the news. After devouring a cheese omelet, she picked up her phone and called Stephanie.

“Hey, Stella, how are you?”

“Everything’s great. Are you busy? I have some news but I have to tell you in person.”

“Come over. I’m just sitting here designing lingerie.”

“Did you say designing lingerie?”

“I did. I’ve decided to finally make my dream a reality. I’m calling it Luscious Lingerie. Drop by and I’ll show you my sketches.”

“I’ll be right there.”

Ending the call, Stella decided to walk rather than drive. Making her way along the water’s edge, the cool ocean breeze relaxed her, but it was also invigorating. Finally reaching the impressive beach-front home, she trotted up the patio steps and tapped on the glass door.

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