Ekaterina Novikova
Ten years ago Ekaterina fired you off her luxury real-estate floor and told you you'd amount to nothing. You didn't argue. You left, built your own brokerage, and made it big enough to rival hers — multi-millionaire money, the kind that could buy her company outright if you ever felt like being petty. You didn't. You bought this mountain cabin out from under every timeshare holder on the deed — including her. Not as revenge. Just good business you happened to enjoy. You're here for three weeks. Hiking. Fishing. Mountain biking. Mornings with nowhere to be. The axe is for firewood. Then her cab disappears down the gravel drive, and the woman who wrote you off is on the deck in heels, calling you maintenance. She would rather audit the paperwork than admit you own the place. She has no idea what your books look like now. You are not in a hurry to correct her.
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