Everyone was waiting eagerly for Rhett to divorce Jillian, so he could reunite with his childhood sweetheart. But when he finally called for a press conference, it wasn't to announce his divorce, but to proudly introduce his newborn child to the public. "There have been rumors that my wife and I are separating. I'm here to clear things up, once and for all. We are happy and in love, and have recently been blessed with our little angel."
Jillian Matthews lay back against the pillows, spent and exhausted. Her chest was heaving as she tried to catch her breath after several rounds of vigorous lovemaking. She turned to the side to look at the man responsible for her weary state, but he had already pulled away.
Rhett Wilson had his back to her as he carefully dressed himself. He was back to his cold and distant demeanor, so far from the passionate animal he had been just a few minutes ago.
He acted like a jerk who purposely ignored her after satisfying his needs. That was the only thought in Jillian's mind at that moment.
"Rhett, today is our fifth wedding anniversary. Will you be home tonight?" She slowly pulled herself out of bed and walked up to him, wrapping her arms around his waist from behind.
The next thing she knew, Rhett was shoving her hands away. He took a step forward and turned to face her, his tall and broad-shouldered frame towering over her.
Jillian's heart skipped a beat. Despite what they had just shared, he still had the power to intimidate her.
Rhett turned his attention back to his clothes, dusting his shirt as he spoke in an indifferent tone. "I'm busy with company matters."
"I see... So, you won't be coming home? I can wait even if you arrive late." Jillian gritted her teeth and tried to swallow the hurt that was bubbling in her chest.
She had always known that Rhett didn't love her, and had initially resigned herself to a loveless marriage. But it had been five years. Even the most aloof man would have given in by now, especially with how frequent and intense their bedroom activities were.
"Are you forgetting our agreement, Jillian?" Rhett drawled out as he picked up a luxurious watch on the nightstand and latched it around his wrist. He paused only long enough to look her in the eye. "I can give you the title of Mrs. Wilson, but that is the extent of our relationship."
His voice carried a hint of impatience, and with that, he strode to the door.
Jillian's lips curled into a wry smile.
Without warning, she rushed after him and grabbed his arm. "I haven't forgotten, but it's been five years. Can you honestly say that you have no feelings for me at all?"
Instead of looking at her face, Rhett just glanced at her hand on his arm and frowned. He couldn't believe that his usually docile and obedient wife had it in her to stop him. How bold.
"Your question is pointless," he said in a dull tone as he pulled his arm free. "I have a meeting this morning. I'm giving you ten minutes to say what you want to say. Now, speak."
"Are you really going to the company?" Jillian asked, her voice trembling slightly. "Or are you off to see Emalee Carter?"
Emalee Carter was coming back to the city.
This was something Jillian had to learn from the newspapers, because Rhett had never thought to mention Emalee's return to her.
Emalee was a rising star in the field of jewelry design. She had made her mark with the distinguished piece, The Heart of the Night. It had been a while since Jillian paid attention to the goings-on in the jewelry industry, but she still managed to catch snippets of the so-called genius' achievements here and there.
Emalee's name always caught her eye because she knew of the woman's significance to Rhett. Emalee was the one who held his heart.
The thought brought a bitter taste to Jillian's mouth. She took a deep breath and made up her mind there and then.
Walking back to the bed, she opened the drawer of the nightstand and retrieved the divorce agreement she had prepared beforehand. She made sure her voice was calm and steady when she said, "Let's get divorced, Rhett."
Kaitlin fell in love with Alan at first sight, but failed to capture his heart even after three years of marriage. When her life was on the line, he was weeping at his beloved’s grave. It was the last straw. “Let’s get a divorce, Alan.” Kaitlin thrived in her newfound freedom, gaining international acclaim as a designer. Her memory returned, and she reclaimed her rightful identity as the heiress to a jewelry empire, while embracing her new role as the mother to beautiful twin babies. Alan panicked as eager suitors flocked to her. “I screwed up. Please let me see our children!”
Loraine was a dutiful wife to Marco since they got married three years ago. However, he treated her like trash. Nothing she did softened his heart. One day, Loraine got fed up with it all. She asked him for a divorce and left him to enjoy with his mistress. The elites looked at her like she was deranged. "Are you out of your mind? Why are you so willing to divorce him?" "It's because I need to return home to get a billion-dollar fortune. Besides, I don't love him anymore," Loraine replied with a smile. They all laughed at her. Some believed that the divorce affected her mentally. It wasn't until the next day that they realized she wasn't fibbing. A woman was suddenly declared the world's youngest female billionaire. It turned out to be Loraine! Marco was shocked to the bone. When he met his ex-wife again, she was a changed person. A group of handsome young men surrounded her. She was smiling at them all. The sight made Marco's heart ache severely. Putting his pride aside, he tried to win her back. "Hello, love. I see that you are a billionaire now. You shouldn't be with suckers who just want your money. How about you come back to me? I'm a billionaire too. Together, we can build a strong empire. What do you say?" Loraine squinted at her ex-husband with her lips curled in disgust.
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!"
(ADULT CONTENT) Lucia - I had gotten to the point in my life where I could totally understand why people felt the need to take their own life. It was a need a lot of people thought they understood but in reality didn't even know the half of it. I would know because it was a need I constantly battled with. My life was complete shit. I'd lost my parents at a young age, been tossed from one abusive chaotic home to the other until I'd finally decided I couldn't take it anymore and had run away. Only running away had made it worse. Way worse. Because living on the streets I witnessed a lot of things no young girl should ever witness. Then for a moment it seemed like I'd found love. He was kind, caring and sweet. But even that didn't last. I told myself then that I was completely done. At first I didn't want to live at all. Later on, I just wanted to live long enough to get my revenge on everyone who had dared to make my life miserable. I never expected I would want to live for him. Bruno - Inheriting a ruthless top mafia gang at a very young age did a lot of damage to someone. It certainly did a whole lot of damage to me. Fucked me up so bad I could no longer tell what was right from what was wrong. I could no longer separate what I needed to do from what I wanted to do. And it was fine, really. I didn't give a flying fuck what anyone thought about it. It was who I was now and there was no going back. At least that was what I'd thought. Until I'd met Lucia. I still couldn't explain it but seeing her up there, hands tied above her head as she waited for whatever asshole was going to buy her at the auction caused some kind of reaction in me. It was enough to tell me that I should probably let someone else buy her so she could be their problem. Unfortunately I'd never been one to stop myself from making a wrong decision. So I bought her anyway. And who would have guessed? She turned out to be the best decision I'd ever made.
"On the way to escape, a stranger took away her virginity. She didn’t expect that the stranger was Jasper Milton, who was rich and powerful, as well as ruthless and cold. It was said that he didn’t love woman. However, it was not true. She was suffering from a sore back after having sex with him every day, and finally she couldn’t stand it, “You don’t need to be responsible for me anymore, and you are free now.” He sat by her bed, pulled her into his arms, and said gently: “Stella, are you mistaken, shouldn’t it be you who is responsible? "" Stella Grace:”…"" "
Warning! Mature Contents! ***Excerpt*** "I own you, Reyana. You are mine... Mine to torture... Mine to claim... Mine to punish... and nothing will ever save you from me. Not even death!" His words were heavy and true. He meant every word that came out of his mouth. *** Alpha Randall, the most ruthless Alpha of his time was a god among men, rich in power, strength, wealth, achievements... No one comes close. He was the envy of all. Wherever he went, he was sure to leave a trail of death and darkness and no one ever prayed to be mated to such a monster, but fate had a different plan for him. Beta Aldric and Reyana who were madly in love felt their worlds crumble when they found out Alpha Randall was Reyana's fated mate. Reyana's doom began when Alpha Randall who hated her with so much passion refused to claim her, neither was he willing to reject her, not only because he had a mistress, Visha, whom he loved so much... He had other reasons. Torn between two women, Alpha Randall never knew that one of these women was meant to be his downfall, while the other was meant to be his blessings. How would he find out? Let's find out in this heart-racing piece filled with suspense, Steamy romance, and betrayal.