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Do not underestimate the allure of darkness, even the purest hearts are drawn to it. ********** She was a woman who believed that love existed but he was a man who believed that power matters. She sacrificed everything to be with him, but he played with her feelings. Elena is divorced by her husband, on their first anniversary day. After cheating on her on their matrimonial bed, he blackmails her, which leads to her going to prison. After three months, Elena is back with a powerful revenge plan on her mind. "To Alan that hurt her, it's time to pay for his crimes."
Elena's footsteps echoed through the silent hallway as she stepped inside.
It was a stressful day and she needed to take a shower and prepare for her anniversary with Alan.
Her expectations were cut short when she ascended the stairs leading to her bedroom only to hear the sounds of moans emanating from the room.
The sounds grew louder as she climbed the stairs. The soft, husky moans sent a shiver down her spine, her heart racing with a mix of shock and disbelief.
Tried so hard not to believe that it was coming from her matrimonial room but the more she climbed the stairs, it became clear that it was her matrimonial room.
The creaks, the groans, the soft gasps and the unmistakable whispers of pleasure all painted a vivid picture in her mind.
The partially opened door made it easy for her to the two figures curled up on the bed.
The sheets were twisted around them. Her husband's arm was wrapped around the lady's waist, his hand resting on her hip.
The lady's leg was draped over his, her foot tucked between his calves.
Elena's eyes felt like they were burning, her vision blurring as she stared at them. This was a moment that was never meant for her eyes. She held the bottle of champagne she was carrying tight to avoid making a sound.
The only thing on her mind was to go inside and break their heads. Alan has done the worst thing she could ever imagine today.
Elena drew a deep breath before she gathered the courage to walk into the room.
She pushed the door open with a sudden, fierce motion, the wood crashing against the wall with a loud bang. Her husband's eyes went wide, his mother dropping open in a wide shock.
The mistress's arm flashed across her chest, her hands grasping for the sheet.
Elena's face reddened, by her left-hand side was the champagne she held tight. She sprinted towards the bed with champagne ready to smash it on the mistress's head.
But before she could do that her husband lunged forward, his arms wrapping around her.
"Elena, no!" he shouted, his voice quiet in her ear.
She struggled against his grip, her body twisting and turning as she tried to break free. Alan still held her, his finger digging into her skin.
"Elena, calm down, let's talk about this. Please understand."
"Understand what? That you've been cheating on me. You never intended to honour our vows did you?"
Alan's eyes moved quickly around the room, avoiding her gaze.
"Let me go!" she spat her voice bitter.
"You are going to pay for this !"
She wrenched herself free from Alan's grasp. The champagne bottle slipped from her hand, shattering on the floor as it spilt its contents.
Elena's gaze locked on her husband, her eyes burning with a mixture of anger, hurt and betrayal.
After some minutes, her gaze dropped, her eyes losing their fierce intensity. She turned, her feet dragging her as she disappeared from the bedroom moving to the sitting room.
Elena collapsed onto the sofa, tears streaming down her cheeks. She buried her face in the cushions, her sobs muffled like fabrics.
Her mind raced, thoughts swirling. What did I do wrong? Was it something I said? The questions tormented her. She rocked back and forth as the tears continued to flow.
Elena's sobs were interrupted by a gentle touch on her shoulder. She froze her body still buried in the cushions. She slowly lifted her head and turned to face the figure that touched her. The look she gave when she saw the figure was a mixture of anguish and anger.
"What did I do to deserve this ?"Elena asked, her voice barely above a whisper.
"I know I hurt you, Elena. I'm so sorry. This marriage was never going to work in the first place", Alan replied.
"Sorry isn't enough Alan. You broke me, you shattered my trust, my heart... everything," Elena's voice cracked.
"Elena, listen_"Alan stood his finger pointing towards her.
"I love Victoria. I only married you because of Mother, "Alan's words tumbled out in a rush.
"Your mother is dead, Alan. And now you are trying to just get rid of me?"Elena's words came in short gasps.
"I'm trying to be honest, Elena. We were never going to work out. It's time for you to move on."
"Move on? You want me to just forget everything we shared, my feelings for you, my sacrifices. "
"Forget? No Elena. We want you to face reality. You were never meant to be with him."Victoria interrupted the conversation, wrapping her hand around Alan's body.
Elena tried hard to hold back the tears. She was in pain. She did not want to lose Alan because he had always been the man of her dreams.
"Alan, today is our first anniversary, you should have honoured it before fu** ing her. You fu** her in our matrimonial bed."Elena's voice was soft.
"Can you stop with the emotions Elena, I want you to go in there and pack your bags because you are no longer welcome here."Victoria's voice thundered.
Elena's lips curled up, a low, husky laugh escaping her throat.
Victoria's expression changed, her brow frowning in confusion."What's so funny?"
Elena's eyes blazed with anger as she took a step closer to Victoria. Her hand shot out, grasping Victoria's neck in a tight grip. Victoria's eyes widened, her face paling as Elena's fingers dug deep into her skin.
"You think you can just come in here and take everything away from me?"Elena's voice was low and scary, her words dripping with venom.
Victoria's hands grabbed at Elena's arm, trying to pry her loose."Elena stop you are hurting me! Alan."
Elena's grip tightened, her eyes flashing with fury."You should have thought of that before coming in between Alan and me."
She shoved Victoria backwards, sending her crashing onto the sofa.
Alan rushed forward his face, his face pale with concern."Baby, are you okay ?"He helped her sit up, his eyes glanced at Elena.
Victoria's gaze locked onto Alan's, "I think she broke my skin."
Alan's face darkened his eyes radiating with anger turned to Elena.
"Let's get a divorce."
After hiding her true identity throughout her three-year marriage to Colton, Allison had committed wholeheartedly, only to find herself neglected and pushed toward divorce. Disheartened, she set out to rediscover her true self-a talented perfumer, the mastermind of a famous intelligence agency, and the heir to a secret hacker network. Realizing his mistakes, Colton expressed his regret. "I know I messed up. Please, give me another chance." Yet, Kellan, a once-disabled tycoon, stood up from his wheelchair, took Allison's hand, and scoffed dismissively, "You think she'll take you back? Dream on."
On their wedding night, Rogelio wrapped his fingers around Marian's neck and spat at her, "Congratulations! From now on, you live in hell!" The reason for his wrath was that he believed she was responsible for the death of his elder brother. So, he married her but refused to touch her, determined to make her suffer for the rest of her pitiful life! However, due to an unforeseen accident, Marian was forced to sleep with Rogelio in order to save him, and she ended up getting pregnant. Concealing her pregnancy, Marian lived cautiously under Rogelio's watchful eyes. He hated her and relentlessly humiliated her, yet he would never allow anyone else to lay a finger on her— "Mr. Bailey, your wife got into a fight with someone!" Rogelio secretly took action, eliminating that person completely. "Sir, your wife claimed that all of your family's wealth belongs to her!" Rogelio quietly transferred all the shares to her. Unaware of all this, Marian only wanted to escape, but Rogelio pulled her into his warm embrace, whispering, "Mrs. Bailey, where do you intend to go with our unborn child?"
Kaelyn devoted three years tending to her husband after a terrible accident. But once he was fully recovered, he cast her aside and brought his first love back from abroad. Devastated, Kaelyn decided on a divorce as people mocked her for being discarded. She went on to reinvent herself, becoming a highly sought-after doctor, a champion racer, and an internationally renowned architectural designer. Even then, the traitors sneered in disdain, believing Kaelyn would never find someone. But then the ex-husband’s uncle, a powerful warlord, returned with his army to ask for Kaelyn’s hand in marriage.
Rosalynn's marriage to Brian wasn't what she envisioned it to be. Her husband, Brian, barely came home. He avoided her like a plague. Worse still, he was always in the news for dating numerous celebrities. Rosalynn persevered until she couldn't take it anymore. She upped and left after filing for a divorce. Everything changed days later. Brian took interest in a designer that worked for his company anonymously. From her profile, he could tell that she was brilliant and dazzling. He pulled the stops to find out her true identity. Little did he know that he was going to receive the greatest shocker of his life. Brian bit his finger with regret when he recalled his past actions and the woman he foolishly let go.
Elena, once a pampered heiress, suddenly lost everything when the real daughter framed her, her fiancé ridiculed her, and her adoptive parents threw her out. They all wanted to see her fall. But Elena unveiled her true identity: the heiress of a massive fortune, famed hacker, top jewelry designer, secret author, and gifted doctor. Horrified by her glorious comeback, her adoptive parents demanded half her newfound wealth. Elena exposed their cruelty and refused. Her ex pleaded for a second chance, but she scoffed, “Do you think you deserve it?” Then a powerful magnate gently proposed, “Marry me?”
Joelle thought she could change Adrian's heart after three years of marriage, but she realized too late that it already belonged to another woman. "Give me a baby, and I'll set you free." The day Joelle went into labor, Adrian was traveling with his mistress on his private jet. "I don't care whom you love. My debt is paid. From now on, we have nothing to do with each other." Not long after Joelle left, Adrian found himself begging on his knees. "Please come back to me."