Rose Dom life became a threat when her father remarried years after her mother's death, she decided to use marriage as an escape to finally leave our abusive stepmother and step sister who hated her because they see her as a threat to their plans, her father never supported her and that made it more worse for her. A year after escaping she caught her husband in bed with our step sister Sandy and her mystery began. She was accused of the deaths of her father shortly after she decided to reconcile with our father. She was imprisoned and faced death threats, which led to the death of her lawyer Beauty who took up her case after she found out she was innocent. She had to take Beauty's face and identity after her death to get revenge for her father's death and Beauty's death. Did her plans with Thomas Beauty's husband work? Did she finally get her revenge using Beauty's identity? Did Thomas and Rose's feelings for each other make them stronger?
Julie and Rose walked into the cafe. It was their favorite cafe in the country. They serve the best coffee, bake the best cake, and other snacks.
"An expresso with a strawberry cake." Rose placed her order with a smile, clutching her Prada bag to her right hand as she was left-handed.
"Same order," Julie muffled from behind. Rose turned to her, and they both chuckled. "Do you always have to make the same order?" Rose asked jokingly.
"Yes, you make the best choices, and, as your best friend, I also want to make the best choices, which means I have to do whatever you do." As we walked toward the chair, she cheered.
They sat together, talking and laughing.
Julie and Rose are best friends; Julie's father works in Rose's father's company; they are also friends, so you could say they are living after their father's legacy.
"By the way, how are things at home? Is Sandy still a thorn in your flesh?" Julie asked, worry latched on her face as she gazed at me.
Rose lifted my upper lips for a short smile. "Well, I am pretty much used to it now," I answered, with a hint of sadness written all over my face.
"Seriously, you shouldn't be used to such treatment; you are the true daughter of your father; she is just your stepsister; she doesn't have as much as you do; why can't you just tell your father all the things she does to you?" Julie nagged, a frown plastered on her face.
Rose scoffed, "I can't do that." She mumbled.
"Why not!" she whined.
"After my mom, my father was devastated; he was broken, and your father could attest to it. He was a mess, but Louisa and Sandy gave him the hope and light my sister and I could not give him because we were constantly reminded of our mom. He was happy after he married Louisa, so you want me to go tell him that the woman who makes him happy makes me miserable? I'd rather live with it till I find the perfect man to marry and leave the house," I answered.
My mother was my father's best friend; they loved each other, and She swore that whatever man She eventually married, She wanted to have what they had with my husband. But when her mother died, her father was driven to the edge; he lost almost everything, including his company. Rose's sister Lily and her were disgusted by him; he didn't want to see them or talk to them, and he didn't care about himself either. Louisa, their stepmother, then came into the picture, helping her father rise back on his feet and get a hold of himself.
Louisa was kind and charming to Lily and Rose from the beginning, but after her father married her, she revealed her true color, mostly to Rose, because She was obviously the threat.
Rose was book smart and street smart, making it simple for her to come up with ideas that could save the company, but of course, Louisa took the ideas like they were hers and gave them to Rose's father.
After her mother's death, Rose's father and Rose were not so close, so she could not tell him that she was the one who owned the ideas Louisa gave him.
Rose wanted so much to become a lawyer, but she had to give up on that dream so she could help her father in his company, which he built with her mother. It was the only memory Rose and her sister Lily had of her, and she was going to protect it.
As for Louisa and Sandy, Rose does not give a damn what they think. As long as she finds a man to marry, their bullying will be over, and she believes she will be happy with her sister and family.
"And have you found this lucky man who will sweep you off your feet and take you away from your evil stepmother and stepsister?" Julie teased.
Rose burst into laughter. "You must really love fairy tales, and no, I haven't found him yet, but soon enough, I will find my prince charming," she muffled.
"Your coffee is ready," the waitress at the desk said.
She got up to pick out the order and said, "Thank you." Rose muffled, paid the waitress, and turned to leave.
BUMP!
A man bumped into Rose, spilling her coffee and staining her expensive shirt.
"Ouch!" She cried out as a drop fell on my hands.
"Oh my goodness, I am so sorry. Please forgive me. I sincerely apologize. I didn't watch where I was going. I'm sorry." As he paraded, the man apologized sincerely, trying to get a wipe to clean the coffee that spilled on her hand.
"It's okay," she muttered, knowing it wasn't intentional.
He stood up, looking pitiful and worried. His worried face made him look so cute, his brown eyes slightly filled with tears; it seemed he could tell my shirt was expensive, and judging by his simple outfit and his little chaps, he might not be able to get me a new pair, and worry latched on his face.
"It's fine; it's fine," Rose assured him.
"I feel bad, though. Is it okay if I pay for the dry cleaning? There is a shop just down the street; we could get it cleaned up there. I'll pay for it. I have to do this for my peace of mind," he said to me calmly with his hands clasped together.
Her lips parted. She turned to Julie, who nodded for her to go with him.
"Okay," she said, turning to him.
Rose left her bag with Julie, took her phone, and walked down the street to the laundry with him. While She was taking off her shirt, Patrick gave Rose his shirt to change into.
They sat by the bench, waiting for it to get ready.
"I'm Rose," She said, smiling. "You?"
"Oh, Patrick," he answered.
"Can I call you Rick?" She asked cutely, and a cute smile on his face blushed.
They exchanged numbers after her blouse was ready. Patrick and Rose became phone buddies; they talked every morning, noon, and night. He understood Rose and cared for her.
He invited her on a date after a month of talking, and they went to a local Chinese restaurant that served the best dumplings in the country. Rose enjoyed herself, and he asked her to be his girlfriend, and of course, Rose agreed happily.
Patrick was different from all the rich, young, spoiled brats that her father had tried to hook her up with since she finished college last year. Patrick was hardworking; he knew what he wanted and worked hard to get it.
Patrick and Rose's love keeps growing every day. He helped her with good advice, and She could tell he was her true prince charming, who she had been waiting for so long for. Patrick helped her forget about her worries at home.
Their relationship turned into weeks and months, and finally, it's official that they have been dating for a whole beautiful year.
It was finally their first anniversary, and Rose was so happy. She pretty much didn't care about Louisa and Sandy or the treatment they were giving her at home anymore; Patrick's love was enough to make her forget any awful treatment that she had going on in her life.
"Ricky, baby!" She called him as she arrived at the amusement park, where he wanted them to celebrate their anniversary, because Rose had told him she hadn't visited since her mother died.
"Thank you so much," She muffled, nearly weeping in his arms.
He laughed, wiping away her tears. "I love you, and I want to make you happy, and this is one of the ways I intend to do that," he said with determination, and I nodded.
They went on all the rides, ate ice cream, rode the roller coaster, played with water guns, and did a lot of fun things. It was so much fun for us, especially Rose, it meant a lot to her.
It was finally their last ride. Patrick and Rose entered late, the stars were out, and the park lights enhanced it.
They sat opposite each other, watching as the fireworks came on, a smile plastered on her cheek as it was so beautiful. It was going to be a memorable anniversary. Just as she was about to look away, Rose saw something strange in the sky. She tilted her head for a better look.
"Marry me, Rose" was written boldly in the sky with the fireworks. She turned to Patrick instantly, and there he was on his knees with a ring in a box placed before her eyes.
"Marry me, Rose."
"We are divorced, Adams." She sighed and wanted to walk away, but he held her. "It doesn't matter." He answered, his voice laced with determination. "I don't love you anymore." "That doesn't matter either. What matters is that I want you, and there's nothing you or anyone can do about it." ***** Alicia's life has been a series of ups and downs. She suffered abuse from her husband and his family because she couldn't give him a child. She thought she had seen it all, but not until the day she returned home only to receive the divorce papers from her husband's parents. She pleaded with them, but was met with deaf ears, and so she signed the documents and left. Little did anyone know that she was pregnant. She returned six years later with her baby girl only to find her Ex-husband craving her once more. How will she take this, and what other surprises does fate have in stock for her?
My name is Katia, and I am just trying to survive until my fated mate arrives. Which may be easier said than done. Rejectection is the last straw. Whispering my acceptance of his rejection. I run through the pack house, out across the manicured lawn into the forest. "I'm sorry, my sweet girl," I say to my wolf. I'm sorry you have been stuck with me and have had to suffer everything I have. She whispers," it's not your fault, Katia. We came to a cliff with a waterfall. The hurt keeps pounding at me. I need it to stop. My sweet girl, and I just want peace, I keep running and leap off the cliff. Spreading my arms wide, with tears streaming down my face, I fall, not making a sound, waiting for sweet oblivion where we feel nothing ever again. "I love you, my sweet girl! Until we meet again, "My wolf replied just before we hit the water, "I love you too, Katia. I have never regretted a moment with you." The Snow Moon pack is having their last barbecue of the summer next to the waterfall on their land. The adults are laughing and joking while watching the pups play. The alpha, beta, and gamma are swimming with some of the older children and playing a game of Marco Polo. Someone yells, "Oh my goddess, someone just jumped over the waterfall!" Everyone is frozen as they watch what looks to be a child falling arms spread wide, no one makes a sound. The small body hits the water like a plane crashing into the side of a mountain. The alpha, beta, and gamma, spring into action, swimming towards the area the person went under. The alpha is screaming his wolf is going crazy repeating, "Find her. Find her...find her!" They dive and the beta surfaces with a small person in his arms. Alpha takes the girl from his beta, laying her on the ground. The men are shocked by what they see. She is covered in scars and injuries. Her body is twisted and broken. The Beta asks, "Who could have done this to someone so defenseless?" Alpha drops to his knees, repeating, "MATE...MATE...MATE!"
June Rivera was divorced by her husband after three years of marriage because he wanted to be with her sister who was pregnant for him. Kicked to the curb with a divorce and rejected by her parents,she struggles to make ends meet and get a job until she saves Luis Ambrose from an accident - the only child of Rafael Ambrose, a widowed man and the CEO of Ambrose Corporation. When little Luis asks to have her as a nanny, and Rafael's mother pressures him to get married, they draw a contract. To be Luis's nanny and his fake wife for one year in exchange for 50 million dollars!
Lucia Balstone thought she had chosen the right man to spend the rest of her life with, but he was the one who ended her life. Their ten-year marriage seemed like a joke when her husband stabbed her with a dagger. Fortunately, God is never blind to people's tears. Lucia got a second chance. She was reborn at the age of 22, before all the terrible things had happened. This time, she was determined to avenge herself and let those who hurt her pay! She made an elaborate list of her goals, and the first thing on her list was to marry her ex-husband's enemy, Alonso Callen!
On the day of their wedding anniversary, Joshua's mistress drugged Alicia, and she ended up in a stranger's bed. In one night, Alicia lost her innocence, while Joshua's mistress carried his child in her womb. Heartbroken and humiliated, Alicia demanded a divorce, but Joshua saw it as yet another tantrum. When they finally parted ways, she went on to become a renowned artist, sought out and admired by everyone. Consumed by regret, Joshua darkened her doorstep in hopes of reconciliation, only to find her in the arms of a powerful tycoon. "Say hello to your sister-in-law."
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