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Yvonne, the ex wife of the most powerful man in New York, is now just a waitress at a 3 star restaurant, trying to make ends meet and that is when she is going to come across her ex husband, Scott Anderson. She realizes her life is ruined by her ex husband. But before things proceed in any way, she is offered a deal to destroy Scott Anderson by his rival, Iyan, who was also her college friend in the past. Accepting the deal to destroy Scott forever would mean biting off more than she can chew and she is not ready for that. Meanwhile Anna, the current wife of Scott is ready to do anything to make her life more miserable. Where will Yvonne really end up in this whirlpool of trouble? And what lies beneath the thick skin of hatred between Scott and Iyan? It is definitely a lot more than meets the eye.
3 years ago
My heart remains frozen to his day whenever I think back to the moment where the only man I had loved had rejected me and for whom? To go lie in the bed of another woman!
"That's just it! Don't you ever see the mirror? Gosh have you even looked at yourself lately?" he yelled making every ounce of hope die instantly. Scott was always out at work and lately I rarely even saw him at home with inter-country conferences and late night meetings that he was attending.
I knew this relationship hadn't been working well enough at all since quite a few months- whenever he got home, either he went straight to bed without saying a word to me or he got into an argument with me and left the house. So in order to reach the bottom of the matter, I had tried to start a conversation with Scott, this was supposed to solve any misunderstandings between us but his perception had not been the same about me anymore, it felt like he could not even stand me...
I looked down at myself to see my clothes, what was wrong with a summer dress, I did not even gain an inch of gram ever since this relationship trouble struck me, clearly it mattered as a question of death and life to me. HE mattered me like life and death...
I give him a questioning look demanding an explanation, and he started yelling again in response, "See? That's the problem! You are such an illiterate despite being the educated woman who graduated from the Cambridge..."
By now I could surprisingly feel tears rolling down my eyes, warm tears flowing on my cheeks making a way to reach my neck. How could he point out my education? Despite being the smarter one at studies, I gave up my education though I wanted to pursue a Master's, just to be there for him, to be by his side when he had proposed to me on our graduation party. I wonder how things had changed so quickly between us, we had such a loving relationship.
I took a deep breath and approached him to the couch he was sitting on with his two hands holding in between the restless mind of his, his elbows resting on the glass table.
I hugged his chest- he had always found it affectionate when I used to do it- and whispered, "Are you oka-"
I got immediately cut off half from my phrase, he promptly pulled away from me, "Yvonne are you at least sane, what the fuck are you even doing?! Just never, ever get this close to me, I...." he paused a moment and stared at me for about a whole minute, boring imaginary holes in my body, then I observed his eyes well, they were full of boredom and exhaustion, as though he were tired or fed up me...it broke me, caused me an inexplicable anguish to see such distaste in his eyes for myself.
The long pause that almost lasted for eternity for me, ended and he spoke again, but this time his voice came more as a soft whisper, "I need...I need a divorce Yvonne, just don't ask me why, you know I want the best for both of us and this marriage has cost me my social status, not that I care, but clearly this marriage has been a big mistake, and because you are my wife, I don't want to keep you in the dark; I love another woman.."
I froze instantly, there was no name for what I felt now, right this instant. Did he just say that he doesn't love me anymore? And the best married years of my life had been a mistake for him?
"I can provide you with all the money you want, trust me this is best deal any woman of your age will have craved for, the most luxurious life, what else do you want?"
I could feel my heart shattering as he said each word and I was stunned to know that my first love Scott did balance everything with money, had he once realised that I was not a gold-digger, that my crave wasn't anywhere near his dollar stashes, he would have understood me better. But now, looking at him stand tall in his pride, I did not even know what or who he was anymore. He certainly wasn't the loving husband, one that he used to be at the start of our marriage two years ago...
"Scott," I started taking a deep breath trying to inhale some air in, "I know we can figure it out, we can save our marriage, and have a happy life together...we have just been too distant recently."
"No Yvonne!" he refused flatly to my face, "I love Anna, I met her on a business trip to Italy 3 months ago, and things started getting out of control, that's when I realised that you may have been the first woman and wife in my life but I never loved you, because if I had, I wouldn't have had fallen head over heels for Anna, also she is perfect for the family and to manage the business, she is not just an Eco graduate you know.." he said eyeing me up and down.
For the first time, I felt ashamed of who I am; maybe he had reason, maybe I didn't deserve being in the position I was today, maybe I didn't deserve to be Mrs Scott Anderson today...
"You will receive the divorce papers tomorrow, make sure I get them back signed...or you are aware of how I can make you sign if I come to my ways," he threatened and left the door hastily, as if in a hurry to reach an important meeting on time, leaving me to cry for hours in the dark evening, under countless stars watching me from above; hot tears wouldn't just stop flowing from my reddened cheeks and I just sat there and eventually fell asleep after crying my eyes out...
I had decided one thing though- I would not take a penny he was willing to offer and just get out of Scott's life. It would kill me to be away from him but it wouldn't make me any better knowing we stick in this empty relationship when he loved someone else...
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Warning! Mature Contents! ***Excerpt*** "You belong to me, Sheila. I alone am capable of making you feel this way. Your moans and body belong to me. Your soul and your body are all mine!" *** Alpha Killian Reid, the most dreaded Alpha in all of the North, wealthy, powerful and widely feared in the supernatural world, was the envy of all other packs. He was thought to have it all... power, fame, wealth and favour from the moon goddess, little was it known to his rivals that he has been under a curse, which has been kept a secret for so many years, and only the one with the gift of the moon goddess can lift the curse. Sheila, the daughter of Alpha Lucius who was an arch enemy to Killian, had grown up with so much hatred, detest and maltreatment from her father. She was the fated mate to Alpha Killian. He refused to reject her, yet he loathed her and treated her poorly, because he was in love with another woman, Thea. But one of these two women was the cure to his curse, while the other was an enemy within. How would he find out? Let's find out in this heart racing piece, filled with suspense, steamy romance and betrayal.
Kallie, a mute who had been ignored by her husband for five years since their wedding, also suffered the loss of her pregnancy due to her cruel mother-in-law. After the divorce, she learned that her ex-husband had quickly gotten engaged to the woman he truly loved. Holding her slightly rounded belly, she realized that he had never really cared for her. Determined, she left him behind, treating him as a stranger. Yet, after she left, he scoured the globe in search of her. When their paths crossed once more, Kallie had already found new happiness. For the first time, he pleaded humbly, "Please don't leave me..."Â But Kallie's response was firm and dismissive, cutting through any lingering ties. "Get lost!"
Katie was forced to marry Dillan, a notorious ruffian. Her younger sister mocked her, "You're just an adopted daughter. Count your blessings for marrying him!" The world anticipated Katie's tribulations, but her married life unfurled with unexpected serenity. She even snagged a lavish mansion in a raffle! Katie jumped into Dillan's arms, credited him as her lucky charm. "No, Katie, it's you who brings me all this luck," Dillan replied. Then, one fateful day, Dillan's childhood friend came to her. "You're not worthy of him. Take this 50 million and leave him!" Katie finally grasped Dillan's true stature—the wealthiest man on the planet. That night, trembling with trepidation, she broached the subject of divorce with Dillan. However, with a domineering embrace, he told her, "I'd give you everything I have. Divorce is off the table!"
After two years of marriage, Sadie was finally pregnant. Filled with hope and joy, she was blindsided when Noah asked for a divorce. During a failed attempt on her life, Sadie found herself lying in a pool of blood, desperately calling Noah to ask him to save her and the baby. But her calls went unanswered. Shattered by his betrayal, she left the country. Time passed, and Sadie was about to be wed for a second time. Noah appeared in a frenzy and fell to his knees. "How dare you marry someone else after bearing my child?"
"I heard you're going to marry Marcelo. Is this perhaps your revenge against me? It's very laughable, Renee. That man can barely function." Her foster family, her cheating ex, everyone thought Renee was going to live in pure hell after getting married to a disabled and cruel man. She didn't know if anything good would ever come out of it after all, she had always thought it would be hard for anyone to love her but this cruel man with dark secrets is never going to grant her a divorce because she makes him forget how to breathe.
"You're mine, little puppy," Kylan growled against my neck. A soft gasp escaped my lips as his lips brushed my skin. My mind screamed at me to push him away-the Lycan Prince who had humiliated me again and again, but my body betrayed me, leaning into him before I could stop myself. He pressed his lips against mine, and his kiss grew more aggressive, more possessive as I felt my legs weaken. What was I doing? In a split-second, I pulled away and slapped him hard across the face. Kylan's eyes darkened, but the smirk on his lips exposed his amusement. "You and I both know we can't fight this, Violet," he said, gripping my wrist. "You're my mate." "And yet you don't want me," I replied. "You told me you were ashamed of me, that l'd never be your queen, that you'd never love me. So please, accept my rejection and let me go." "Never," he whispered, his grip tightening as he pulled me closer. "Soon enough, you'll be begging for me. and when you do-I'll use you as I see fit and then I'll reject you."