A flourishing company founded with her husband, John; a happy marriage; and a daughter, Ashlyn. The picture-perfect family. Until John left for another woman. Tish is half his age. Ambitious. She’s cultivated a friendship with Ashlyn. Tish believes she’s won.She’s wrong.Tish Nelson has it all. Youth, influence, a life of luxury, and a new husband. But the truth is, there’s a lot of baggage. Namely, his first wife—and suspicions of his infidelity. After all, that’s how she got John. Maybe it’s time for a romantic getaway, far from his vindictive ex. If Kate plans on getting John back, Tish is one step ahead of her.She thinks.But what happens next is something neither Kate nor Tish saw coming. As best-laid plans come undone, there’s no telling what a woman will do in the name of love—and revenge.

    She was given to her husband by her father in order to settle a debt. Standing by her husband's side, making him the envy of his associates is a day in the life, but behind closed doors their relationship becomes cold and the abuse she encounters has her looking for a way out. When she meets a young thug named Kalil he opens her up to a world she never knew. Afraid of the repercussions of her actions, she avoids Kalil at all costs, but his relentless pursuit made their love inevitable. This story keeps you guessing until the very final page and the outcome will leave you breathless. Enter the world of The Trophy Wife.

    In this sexy, suspenseful slice of urban fiction, an ambitious womans love ofeasy money and fast living leads her to the brink of destruction.

    This funny, sexy book has something for everyone!

    He didn’t know what time it was but he must have slept pretty late because Ryan was gone and he usually felt when she moved. King headed to the bathroom to relieve himself then downstairs where he could hear laughter coming from the kitchen. Ryan was cooking and the twins were in their bouncers. Camron was sitting at the table talking with Harlem Jr. “Hey family.” King made his presence known. “Hey, dad.” Cam spoke. “What’s up, Unc?” King swore that boy was so much like Harlem it was funny. He looked like him and acted like him. “Hey, baby,” Ryan cooed. “So what are your plans for today?” “I’m chilling today, ma. A nigga tired and all I want to do is chill with my family today. Maybe we can go out to eat or catch a movie or something.” He had been neglecting his family because he was working so hard to secure their future but no more. He was going to make sure he made time for them no matter what. “That’s cool with me. We can eve grill some stuff and invite the family over if you want.” That’s why he loved her. She was always so giving. “Yeah we can do that. I’ll call everyone up after we have breakfast.” After they ate breakfast the kids went upstairs to play video games and Ryan cleaned the kitchen. King decided to watch the DVD that had come in the mail the previous day. The package didn’t have a return address on it and when he opened it up the DVD itself didn’t have any words it which was weird. Intrigued, he popped it into the DVD player and sat down. Maybe this act was something worth looking at. Nothing could explain the feeling he felt when the picture popped up on the screen. He saw murder. He didn’t even remember going into the kitchen or how he got there but his hands were firmly around Ryan’s neck and all he could see was red: the color of blood. “You trifling ass bitch! You fucked that nigga in my house? Huh?” He wanted answers but didn’t realize that Ryan couldn’t breathe. The color was draining from her face and he didn’t care. His mind was filled with images of her hugged up with Imran in his house and it looked as if they were fucking. King finally let her go. “I don’t ever want shit else to do with you,” he stated breathlessly. “You better be glad for the sake of my kids that I’m letting you stay here. But if it doesn’t concern them don’t say shit to me. You are fucking dead to me.” King stormed out. Ryan sat on the floor crying. How the hell did he find out? King had his facts wrong. She hadn’t slept with Imran. She’d tried to stop his advances. She had to figure this mess out and quick. She couldn’t lose King. ~ ~ ~ King made his way to Game Over Records with murder on his mind. He couldn’t believe the same nigga he broke bread with and invited to his home was fucking his girl. He was about to beat the shit out of Imran. Ryan had gotten a pass because of his kids otherwise he probably would have killed her.

    Right is leading her down a dark path and bringing her nothing but pain.