I Own My Popstar Ex Husband
Language: en
My husband is the biggest pop star in the country. And I am his private nutritionist, his personal assistant, and his twenty-four-hour emotional anchor. For six years, our marriage has been a well-kept secret. I haven’t held a traditional job a single day since we wed, yet my life is more exhausting than any corporate grind. Dylan has a stomach so delicate it might as well be made of tissue paper. His list of dietary restrictions is longer than I am tall; I have to inspect every single ingredient eight times before it ever touches a pan. If a single negative comment appears under his…