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After spending a few years in prison, Henrico Zattani, an heir farmer, is finally released and vows to fulfill his promise of revenge to his ex-wife's family, especially her father, an important politician and CEO of one of the largest construction companies in the country. When he finds out that his ex-wife got married, then he chooses her younger sister for his pawn piece in the game. Amelia knows that her last name attracts the most diverse predators, however, she is even more sure that being the bastard daughter is a greater target, so she will do everything to protect her family.
HE N R I C O
The noise of loose springs reverberates down the long, dark corridor, some roars are louder than others and come from every cell, but that's what happens when you take lunatics who can't find a foothold
to sleep and put them in the same place. Lying on top of the bunk bed
I share with one of my companions, I look at the torn photo of the
old newspaper that Guilhermino managed to bring me, the paper is
worn, and the color is fading as the days go by, however, I can still
see the smile of each member of the Leal family and the victorious
expression on their faces. Augusto obeyed and won the election in New
York, becoming governor of the state with a great advantage over his
competitors.
Something in me broke when my best friend brought me the wedding news, I didn't
believe it until he brought me this photo as proof, I know that deep
down he still hopes that I will move on and forget them all, erase
the idea of revenge and move on in my life as if nothing had
happened, but this is just another reinforcement for me to follow my
plan. You can't ask a man who's been tried and convicted for a crime
he didn't commit, someone who's had his life stolen and his heart
broken, to let it all go and move on. The woman I loved was married
to another man, acting like I didn't exist anymore, but all that was
about to change, I'm sure your father hasn't told you the whole
truth, and I'm coming back to take back everything that's mine for
right.
"Only now I don't feel anything, baby." I whisper, running my fingers
over her image, unable to take my eyes off her.
"No shame or pity. You're going to have to deal with me, and there's no
escape." I whisper, careful not to draw the attention of my
companions.
After a few more minutes of looking at the photo, I put it under my pillow
and try to sleep, closing my eyes and refusing to open them before a
new day, even with all the screams and various noises during the
night.
Some companions are running away today, and I had the option of joining
them and fleeing this place ahead of time, but Guilhermino put some
reason in me and I gave up. I can't go back and beat Augustus if he's
a fugitive, no, I need to have my freedom within the law, so I can
move the right pieces. Just a few more months. I repeat until I fall
asleep, then when I wake up the next day to a guard splashing me with
water and snarling a few curse words, I just smile and say I don't
know where my saddle mates have gone.
When night comes again, I dream of the girl with the green eyes and I
imagine doing the most wicked things to her in front of her lying
father and fake sister, until these dreams become my obsession and I
start dreaming during the day too, creating the most hateful scenes
and dialogue, wondering if the sweet youngest Leal has any experience
with men and would be capable of giving me pleasure, but also loving
the idea of being first.
She will hate me in the end, but she will also learn about herself and
doubt her feelings. I'll break you to the core, take your body for
me, and keep your soul for my delight. Anyway, my plan starts and
ends with her. I will be your end.
"Hey." Antonio, a guard I don't completely hate and keep on the payroll,
calls out to me, pushing a printout of some digital newspaper he
likes to post about the Leal family. "You owe me." he says
and walks away, yelling at some inmates who have started an argument
over who can lift the most weight.
I shove the piece of paper inside my pants and go back to the cell,
after making sure I'm alone, I remove the paper from inside my pants
and read the small text above the photo. I ignore the editor's
fawning over Augusto and focus on the names mentioned, my eyes
dropping to memorize the features of my ex-wife's new husband.
The bitter taste of betrayal dulls my taste buds, causing an overwhelming
need to play, but I don't. I hold the gaze of the man in the photo
and then follow his hand, one arm around his wife's waist and the
other around his little sister. It seems like a perfect family, but I
have a strange feeling about the asshole, especially since his hand
is touching what's mine.
I take a deep breath, closing my eyes until I push the rage out of the
dark room I keep in my head and get my actions back under control.
Just a few more months.
Days pass and I wallow in self-pity, seeking refuge in revenge, fights,
and exercise.
I finish my set of weightlifting with the equipment improvised by some
inmates and rest on the cement bench, closing my eyes to take a deep
breath and relax my muscles. Someone taps my shoulder.
"Hey pretty boy" I would recognize that voice anywhere by now, it was
the first lesson I'd learned since getting here, and even though we
never exchanged a word with him, I knew it was worrying to have his
attention on me right now. Shadow isn't known for making friends, no,
last time I was warned, I was told not to be alone with him in the
dark if I didn't want to become his little doll.
"What do you want!?" I growl, hoping the idiot realizes he's a
nuisance. He looks at me with a crooked smile that tells me he's
unimpressed. I roll my eyes.
The guy is six feet tall and covered in tattoos, including a skull on his throat, so of course I didn't intimidate him.
"I just thought you needed to relax." he says with a shrug, and I
eye him suspiciously.
"I don't like guys." I speak and her smile dies.
"And you're too skinny for my liking, idiot. I'm here to offer you a
cigarette, not the gun I keep between my legs." I almost smile
at his shitty comparison, then remember I'm in jail and this guy is a
murderer.
"And you are offering me this?" He snorts.
"I'm a guy like a guy, but that doesn't mean I'm hitting on you,
handsome." I pinch my eyebrows together.
"Okay, sorry if I was judgmental."
"Yes, you were." he cuts me off, and I look down at the cigarette
between his fingers.
"What does this offer mean, then?"
"It's just cigarettes, man. That shit kills, so you don't need to get all
emotional." He holds out the cigarette again, and I take it,
letting him light it for me. "This is shit, maybe death is a
better way out." he says, blowing smoke upwards, his gauze lost
in a group of faces a few feet away from us. I shrug, holding the
smoke in longer than I should.
"What stops you, then?"
"My daughter" reveals and surprise washes over me, but considering
he doesn't seem willing to say anything more about it, I swallow my
curiosity.
"And you?" he asks after a while.
"Revenge."
"Who is she?" I asked, feeling tears well up in my eyes. "He met her at the Alpha training camp," he said. "She is a perfect suitor for him. It snowed last night, indicating that his wolf is happy with his choice." My heart sank, and tears made their way down my cheeks. Alexander took my innocence last night, and now he is taking that thing in his office as his Luna. **** Emily never shifted on her 18th birthday and became the laughingstock of the pack. When her old crush, Alexander Black, returns from Alpha Training, she never expected him to be her mate. After a night of passionate love, Emily finds out that young Alpha Alexander has taken a chosen mate. Heartbroken and humiliated, Emily runs off and disappears from the pack. Now, five years later, Emily is a high-ranking warrior in King Alpha's army, specializing in sensitive matters. When her best friend invites her to a night of music and laughter, she never expects to run into her mate, Alexander. Will Alexander figure out it is Emily? Will he chase after her, and most of all, will Emily be able to keep her secrets safe?
"Never let anyone treat you like shit!" I learned that the hard way. For three years, I lived with my in-laws. They didn't treat me as their son-in-law but as a slave. I put up with everything because of my wife, Yolanda Lambert. She was the light of my life. Unfortunately, my whole world came crashing down the day I caught my wife cheating on me. I have never been so heartbroken. To have my revenge, I revealed my true identity. I was none other than Liam Hoffman—the heir of a family with trillions of dollars in assets! The Lamberts were utterly shocked after the big reveal. They realized what fools they had been for treating me like trash. My wife even knelt down and begged for my forgiveness. What do you think I did? Did I take her back or made her suffer? Find out!
Belinda thought after divorce, they would part ways for good - he could live his life on his own terms, while she could indulge in the rest of hers. However, fate had other plans in store. "My darling, I was wrong. Would you please come back to me?" The man, whom she once loved deeply, lowered his once proud head humbly. "I beg you to return to me." Belinda coldly pushed away the bouquet of flowers he had offered her and coolly replied, "It's too late. The bridge has been burned, and the ashes have long since scattered to the wind!"
"Please trust me, I didn't do anything." "I don't believe you. I am rejecting you as my Queen and giving you the punishment of death." Alina was living outside her pack for five years. Her parents didn't try to contact her and always ignored her. Her best friend convinced her to go back to their pack and she agreed. But she had never imagined what was waiting there for her. She never thought she would meet her mate and had to face betrayal from everywhere. She had to pay for the crime which she never committed. Aaron Robertson is the king of Lycans. He is a very dominant and powerful King who not only rules Lycans but also rules other ranks of werewolves. Everyone is afraid of Lycans and he is the king of them. But who knew that he would get a mate who was just a simple Omega with no powers and strengths? He called her weak all the time but Little did he know that his weak Omega would give him the biggest betrayal of his life for which he had to give her the sentence of death.
Three years ago, Cecilia was left battered and alone by the man she loved most, Alston, yet she bravely completed the wedding ceremony while pregnant. Three years later, although they were married, they grew apart over time. Cecilia focused on her career, no longer foolishly believing in love. But her transformation instantly threw Alston into a panic... And what is the secret from 11 years ago that Cecilia has always been reluctant to reveal? *** "She went to a law firm, met with a lawyer..." A lawyer? Is Cecilia suing someone? Who? Is there any recent litigation against the company? Alston suddenly chuckled coldly, "Who could she sue? I'm the CEO of this company. How come such a matter doesn't come to me first?" The assistant swallowed nervously, speaking softly, "Sir, there's no litigation against the company. She met with... a divorce lawyer."
"Miss Brown, I am the butler here at your service," the butler replied. "My master wants to buy the baby in your belly." "What?!" Does that mean the abortion didn't take place? Did they kidnap her from the operating table just to buy the baby? But why her? "You..." Alice was about to ask a question, but the man in front of her calmly continued, as if he had expected her question, "You're pregnant with his child, and he needs a child. That's all I can tell you." Alice was forced to sign a surrogacy contract and eight months later gave birth to two healthy babies. Fortunately, the man was unaware of her daughter's existence. It wasn't until five years later that fate brought them together again...