Isla Carter's perfect life shattered the day she found her husband in bed with her best friend. Humiliated and discarded, she watched them marry just a month after her divorce, the world calling it true love while she was labeled a gold digger. Broken and betrayed, Isla vowed to rebuild her life-until Damien Blackwood walked in with a proposal she couldn't refuse. Marry me. Help me destroy them. Cold, ruthless, and untouchable, Damien isn't offering love-he's offering revenge. Isla knows she should say no. But when revenge is on the table, how could she resist? What begins as a game of vengeance soon becomes a dangerous dance of power, passion, and betrayal. Lines blur, feelings deepen, and just when Isla thinks she's finally won-she loses everything all over again. Three years later, Isla returns, armed with a secret that will change everything. This time, the war isn't just about revenge. It's about who really owns her heart.
"If you want to know the truth about your husband, come to this address. 1588 Belmont Drive. Now!"
Isla stared at the anonymous message, the address mentioned was one she knew too well, it was the description of Hayes vacation home, not too far from the mansion she shared with her husband.
Her expression remained neutral at first, but soon she could not help but scoff, waving the phone and shaking her head.
"Fraudsters...Gossip phishers!"
This must be a desperate attempt to stir trouble in her marriage and then put it on the news.
Well, they could try such games with any other woman out there, but not her, Isla Hayes.
"Not Nate," Isla murmured, shaking her head. "He would never."
Three years of marriage had solidified her trust in him. He was a man of discipline, a man of his word.
And, more importantly, the circumstances that had led to their unusual union made him owe her a debt that neither of them ever brought up but was deeply understood.
The thought of that debt made her look up slowly at the wedding portrait of Nate and herself hanging above the alcove in the dining room where she was sitting.
The photo captured a moment frozen in time- her in a simple ivory dress, him in a tailored suit, both smiling but with a distance in his eyes that only she seemed to notice now.
"A marriage of convenience," some had called it, but she had always believed it could grow into something more.
With a small sigh, Isla pushed away the thoughts.
She was preparing a special dinner earlier before the rude interruption.
Her dear husband would be home soon from his business trip to Wisconsin.
She took a step toward the kitchen, but before she could reach the counter, her phone vibrated again.
She rolled her eyes knowing it was yet another message from the first sender, already prepared to block the sender. But as she held out the phone, the next sight stopped her breath.
It was a photo this time. A photo of Nate entering the previously mentioned vacation home.
Isla blinked hard staring at the image. Something was grumbling in her stomach.
"But.. but, he told me he was going to Wisconsin for a business trip."
"So why was he there?"
A part of her brain tried to wave it off again as a misunderstanding but it did little to quell the doubts this time.
A live photograph was way too much proof to overlook.
With a deep breath, she turned off the stove, grabbed her car keys, and started hurrying towards the door.
Less than an hour later, Isla pulled up at Belmont Drive.
Her hands trembled as she saw Nate's SUV was parked right outside. Her heart pounded. So he was really here? But why will Nate return without telling her?
She made her way in and on getting to the first door, she took another deep breath and pushed it open.
The sight that greeted her nearly gave her a heart attack. It nearly made her fall but she struggled and found balance.
Nate was really there, and not just that, he was with a woman. Again, not just any woman but Vanessa Reed, her own best friend.
Vanessa was perched on Nate's lap, her head thrown back in laughter without the slightest concern that Isla was around.
And like someone in a bad dream, Isla shivered and shouted their names.
"Nate! Vanessa!"
Her husband's head snapped up first, his expression startled. But far from guilty.
Vanessa, on the other hand, merely smirked and looked away, as if Isla was some random woman instead of the wife of the man she was flirting with, instead of her own best friend.
The room was spinning. Isla pinched herself, suspecting it to be a dream. But the scene before her remained unchanged.
It was painfully real.
Nate exhaled finally, before rubbing his forehead and meeting her gaze.
"We both know this marriage was never about love, Isla. It was...practical. For both of us."
Isla gasped, stepping back as if she had been slapped.
" Practical? Is that all it has ever been to you?"
The foods she cooked, the nights she stayed up waiting for him, the way she had tried to build a life with him-had it all meant nothing?
While still staggering from that blow, Vanessa's voice came next.
"It's time you knew the truth, honey. Nate and I love each other very much."
To crown it up, Nate nodded to acknowledge it. Isla felt her face and eyes burning up. She swallowed hard and blinked, but tears did not come.
She tried not to scream. She tried not to crumble. Instead, with great difficulty, she turned on unsteady legs and walked out of the room.
She stepped into her car minutes later. And as her buttocks touched the seat, reality started to dawn on her slowly. Her marriage, which she had spent three years trying to nurture into something real, was over in the blink of an eye.
***
One month after everything, Isla lay slanted and dejected on the bed of her room in her family house thinking about the soul-crushing betrayal over and again.
Nate didn't even try to put up a fight to keep her. Not in the slightest. He had wanted out, and he got it without hesitation. A divorce.
Had it always been a lie? Had she been blind all along? How long had they been seeing each other behind her back? Had she ever truly mattered to Nate?
She stayed in that position for minutes, lost in the deafening silence of her thoughts until the sudden sound of the door made her look up abruptly.
Standing in the doorway was her sister Sophia, her attitude hesitant, but without further delay, she blurted out.
"Nate and Vanessa are getting married tomorrow."
Isla's eyes almost tore apart, while the hair on her skin stood.
"Tomo..what?"
A whole marriage in just one month? Her lips opened, but no other words came out.
Where does that ever happen?
Her gaze slowly shifted away from her sister, a bitter realization making her face fall. They had been together all along.
The words Vanessa had spoken that night resounded again. "Nate and I love each other very much."
It hadn't been a sudden affair. It had been premeditated.
For the first time since that night, she felt something other than numbness. It was the bursting, vengeful force of rage and this time, she wouldn't bury it.
Lyra Daniel, an aspiring fashion designer, is on a mission to save her sick husband, Felix Thomson. Lyra crosses paths with Dante Cooper, a billionaire heir in need of a contract wife to appease his meddling family. “I will give you $500,000 once we get married and $500,000 after the divorce is finalized,” Lyra couldn't accept the deal because of her love for Felix. But when Felix finds out about the contract... "I swear to you, Lyra. I will never let you down. If you give me this second chance at life, then I promise you my life because…” Unknown to Lyra, Felix's plea is part of deception to escape their marriage. She soon finds herself trapped in Dante's world, where he and his family view her as nothing but a gold digger. Felix stopped responding to Lyra’s call, knowing that there was a high possibility that Dante wouldn't pay the balance of the contract. He then reconciled with his family, leaving Lyra divorced, alone, and depressed. Dante finds out the truth, but it was too late. However, he refuses to give up on finding her. Years later, Lyra has transformed into a powerful, celebrated figure in the fashion industry. She has rebuilt her life, but the scars of betrayal run deep. Fate brings her back into the lives of both ex-husbands. Dante, now living in the same apartment building to escape his grandmother's matchmaking schemes. "That scent… it reminds me of someone I used to know," Meanwhile, Felix, driven by selfish motives, seeks to exploit Lyra again. "Lyra, we had something special. Let's not waste it," Will Lyra seize the opportunity for revenge? Or will the past pull her into deceit once more?
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When Zora was sick during the early days of her pregnancy, Ezrah was with his first love, Piper. When Zora got into an accident and called Ezrah, he said he was busy, when in actual fact, he was buying shoes for Piper. Zora lost her baby because of the accident, and throughout her stay at the hospital, Ezrah never showed up. She already knew that he didn't love her, but that was the last straw for the camel's back, and her fragile heart could not take it anymore. When Ezrah arrived home a few days after Zora was discharged from the hospital, he no longer met the woman who always greeted him with a smile and cared for him. Zora stood at the top of the stairs and yelled with a cold expression, "Good news, Ezrah! Our baby died in a car accident. There is nothing between us anymore, so let's get a divorce." The man who claimed not to have any feelings for Zora, being cold and distant towards her, and having asked her for a divorce twice, instantly panicked.
"Ahh!" She was in a moaning mess. She did not want to feel anything for this man. She hated him. His hands began to move all over her body. She gasped when he pulled down the back chain of her dress. The chain stopped at her lower waist, so when he zipped it off, her upper back and waist were exposed. "D-Don't touch m-ummm!" His fingers rolled around her bare back, and she pressed her head against the pillow. His touches were giving her goosebumps all over her body. With a deep angry voice, he whispered in her ear, "I am going to make you forget his touches, kisses, and everything. Every time you touch another man, you will only think of me." - - - Ava Adler was a nerdy omega. People bullied her because they thought she was ugly and unattractive. But Ava secretly loved the bad boy, Ian Dawson. He was the future Alpha of the Mystic Shadow Pack. However, he doesn't give a damn about rules and laws, as he only likes to play around with girls. Ava was unaware of Ian's arrogance until her fate intertwined with his. He neglected her and hurt her deeply. What would happen when Ava turned out to be a beautiful girl who could win over any boy, and Ian looked back and regretted his decisions? What if she had a secret identity that she had yet to discover? What if the tables turned and Ian begged her not to leave him?
Brenna lived with her adoptive parents for twenty years, enduring their exploitation. When their real daughter appeared, they sent Brenna back to her true parents, thinking they were broke. In reality, her birth parents belonged to a top circle that her adoptive family could never reach. Hoping Brenna would fail, they gasped at her status: a global finance expert, a gifted engineer, the fastest racer... Was there any end to the identities she kept hidden? After her fiancé ended their engagement, Brenna met his twin brother. Unexpectedly, her ex-fiancé showed up, confessing his love...
After being kicked out of her home, Harlee learned she wasn't the biological daughter of her family. Rumors had it that her impoverished biological family favored sons and planned to profit from her return. Unexpectedly, her real father was a zillionaire, catapulting her into immense wealth and making her the most cherished member of the family. While they anticipated her disgrace, Harlee secretly held design patents worth billions. Celebrated for her brilliance, she was invited to mentor in a national astronomy group, drew interest from wealthy suitors, and caught the eye of a mysterious figure, ascending to legendary status.
Kara Martin was known as Miss Perfect. She was a beauty with good personality and successful career. Unfortunately, her life changed at one night. She was accused of adultery, losing her job, and abandoned by her fiance. The arrogant man who slept with her did not want to take responsibility. He even threatened to kill her if they met again. What's worse, Kara was pregnant with twins and she chose to give birth to them. Four and a half years later, Kara returned to work at a large company. As the secretary, she would frequently face their notorious CEO. Kara thought it wouldn't be a problem, but as it turned out ... the CEO was the father of the twins!
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