There was only one man in Raegan's heart, and it was Mitchel. In the second year of her marriage to him, she got pregnant. Raegan's joy knew no bounds. But before she could break the news to her husband, he served her divorce papers because he wanted to marry his first love. After an accident, Raegan lay in the pool of her own blood and called out to Mitchel for help. Unfortunately, he left with his first love in his arms. Raegan escaped death by the whiskers. Afterward, she decided to get her life back on track. Her name was everywhere years later. Mitchel became very uncomfortable. For some reason, he began to miss her. His heart ached when he saw her all smiles with another man. He crashed her wedding and fell to his knees while she was at the altar. With bloodshot eyes, he queried, "I thought you said your love for me is unbreakable? How come you are getting married to someone else? Come back to me!"
"You're pregnant. Congratulations!"
At that moment, Raegan Hayes seemed somewhat distracted. Her thoughts were consumed by the doctor's words from earlier in the day.
Suddenly, Mitchel Dixon pinched her sharply, and said in a low voice, "What are you thinking about?"
Before Raegan could reply, he grabbed the back of her head and kissed her passionately.
After their intimate moment, Mitchel got up and walked to the bathroom.
Raegan remained on the large bed, feeling completely drained, her hair drenched, her eyes resembling deep pools, showing sheer exhaustion.
After a while, she opened the drawer and pulled out the pregnancy test report.
That afternoon, Raegan visited the hospital due to stomach discomfort. A blood test revealed she was nearly five weeks pregnant.
At that time, Raegan was shocked, as they had always taken precautions.
The sound of water dripping echoed from the bathroom, where her secret husband of two years, Mitchel, was. He was also her superior, the CEO of the Dixon Group.
Their relationship began with a drunken accident that led to a night together soon after she started her job in the Dixon Group.
When Mitchel's grandfather became seriously ill, he suggested a sham marriage to fulfill his grandfather's desire to see him settled down.
They signed a prenuptial agreement and kept their marriage hidden from their coworkers, knowing they could end it whenever they chose.
At that time, Raegan felt like she had hit the jackpot. She had adored Mitchel secretly for eight years and was thrilled to marry him, so she accepted his proposal without hesitation.
After they got married, Mitchel often disappeared for work, even being away for twenty-five days a month sometimes. Yet, in those two years, he remained faithful. No other women and no scandals surrounded him.
Despite his aloof demeanor, Mitchel was nearly the ideal husband.
Holding the pregnancy test report, Raegan felt a mix of joy and worry. She decided it was time to tell him. She also wanted to reveal that their meeting two years ago wasn't their first. She had loved him for a total of ten years!
In the bathroom, the water finally stopped.
As soon as Mitchel came out, his phone rang, and he went to the balcony to answer it, wearing only a towel.
Raegan checked the time. It was already past midnight. She grew uneasy. Who could be calling at such a late hour?
After the phone call, Mitchel approached. Without hesitating, he untied his towel. His physique was impressive, showcasing defined abs, strong muscles, and lengthy legs.
Even though Raegan had seen him like this many times, she still blushed and her heart raced.
Mitchel went over to the bedside, grabbed his shirt and pants, and dressed himself. His attractive hands fastened his tie, and his sharp, handsome features looked noble and elegant. He was so striking that it almost made Raegan's head spin.
"Get some rest," Mitchel said.
Was he planning to leave? Raegan felt a sting of disappointment, holding the pregnancy test report tightly and unconsciously pulling back. After thinking it over, she murmured, "It's really late."
Mitchel, who was adjusting his tie, stopped and reached out to lightly tug on her earlobe, his lips curling slightly. "Not feeling sleepy tonight?"
Raegan's cheeks turned red, and her heart thumped uncontrollably. Just as she was about to respond, he let go of her and said, "Be good. I still have some work to do. Don't wait up for me."
Then, he walked out.
Left alone at home, Raegan tossed and turned in bed, unable to sleep. Out of boredom, she picked up her phone and began scrolling through it.
Her phone displayed updates from the entertainment news.
She wasn't particularly interested, but just as she was about to switch off her phone, a familiar name caught her eye, compelling her to click on it. "Lauren Murray, the designer, returns to the country, spotted at the airport with her mysterious boyfriend?"
In the photo, Lauren wore a hat, and the man with her was only partially visible, but his impressive stature was noticeable.
Raegan zoomed in on the photo, her mind racing. That man was actually Mitchel! Had he canceled an afternoon meeting at the last minute to meet his ex-girlfriend Lauren at the airport?
Suddenly, Raegan felt an intense pressure in her chest, causing her to panic. Her hands trembling, she accidentally pressed Mitchel's phone number.
Flustered, Raegan was just about to disconnect the call when a voice answered on the other end. "Hello?" The woman's voice was soothingly gentle.
Raegan hesitated for a brief moment and abruptly dropped the phone.
Immediately afterward, her stomach churned as if it were being stirred, and she rushed to the bathroom to throw up violently.
Rumors said that Lucas married an unattractive woman with no background. In the three years they were together, he remained cold and distant to Belinda, who endured in silence. Her love for him forced her to sacrifice her self-worth and her dreams. When Lucas' true love reappeared, Belinda realized that their marriage was a sham from the start, a ploy to save another woman's life. She signed the divorce papers and left. Three years later, Belinda returned as a surgical prodigy and a maestro of the piano. Lost in regret, Lucas chased her in the rain and held her tightly. "You are mine, Belinda."
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?"
COALESCENCE OF THE FIVE SERIES BOOK ONE: THE 5-TIME REJECTED GAMMA & THE LYCAN KING BOOK TWO: THE ROGUES WHO WENT ROGUE BOOK THREE: THE INDOMITABLE HUNTRESS & THE HARDENED DUKE *** BOOK ONE: After being rejected by 5 mates, Gamma Lucianne pleaded with the Moon Goddess to spare her from any further mate-bonds. To her dismay, she is being bonded for the sixth time. What’s worse is that her sixth-chance mate is the most powerful creature ruling over all werewolves and Lycans - the Lycan King himself. She is certain, dead certain, that a rejection would come sooner or later, though she hopes for it to be sooner. King Alexandar was ecstatic to meet his bonded mate, and couldn’t thank their Goddess enough for gifting him someone so perfect. However, he soon realizes that this gift is reluctant to accept him, and more than willing to sever their bond. He tries to connect with her but she seems so far away. He is desperate to get intimate with her but she seems reluctant to open up to him. He tries to tell her that he is willing to commit to her for the rest of his life but she doesn’t seem to believe him. He is pleading for a chance: a chance to get to know her; a chance to show her that he’s different; and a chance to love her. But when not-so-subtle crushes, jealous suitors, self-entitled Queen-wannabes, an old flame, a silent protector and a past wedding engagement threaten to jeopardize their relationship, will Lucianne and Xandar still choose to be together? Is their love strong enough to overcome everything and everyone? Or will Lucianne resort to enduring a sixth rejection from the one person she thought she could entrust her heart with?
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!"
Rachel used to think that her devotion would win Brian over one day, but she was proven wrong when his true love returned. Rachel had endured it all—from standing alone at the altar to dragging herself to the hospital for an emergency treatment. Everyone thought she was crazy to give up so much of herself for someone who didn’t return her feelings. But when Brian received news of Rachel’s terminal illness and realized she didn’t have long to live, he completely broke down. "I forbid you to die!" Rachel just smiled. She no longer needed him. "I will finally be free."
"You're a creepy bastard." His eyes smolder me and his answering grin is nothing short of beautiful. Deadly. "Yet you hunger for me. Tell me, this appetite of yours, does it always tend toward 'creepy bastards'?" **** Widower and ex-boss to the Mafia, Zefiro Della Rocca, has an unhealthy fixation on the woman nextdoor. It began as a coincidence, growing into mere curiosity, and soon, it was an itch he couldn't ignore, like a quick fix of crack for an addict. He didn't know her name, but he knew every inch of her skin, how it flushed when she climaxed, her favourite novel and that every night she contemplated suicide. He didn't want to care, despising his rapt fascination of the woman. She was in love with her abusive husband. She was married, bound by a contract to the Bratva's hitman. She was off-limits. But when Zefiro wanted something, it was with an intensity that bordered on madness. He obsessed, possessed, owned. There'd be bloodshed if he touched her, but the sight of blood always did fascinate him. * When Susanna flees from her husband, she stumbles right into the arms of her devilishly handsome neighbour with a brooding glare. He couldn't stand her, but she needed him, if she was ever going to escape her husband who now wanted her dead. Better the devil you know than the angel you don't. She should have recalled that before hopping into Zefiro's car and letting him whisk her away to Italy. Maybe then, she wouldn't have started an affair with him. He was the only man who touched her right, and the crazy man took no small pains in ensuring he would be the last.