"I'm sorry for everything I did in the past. I want us to reunite as a family. I want to be involved in my child's life," Julian said to Ava, his voice laced with sincerity as he held her hand. Ava shook her head, her finger pointed accusingly to his chest. "Now, you want me because i have a child with you? It's too late, Julian," she replied. "Ava, we can make this work. Just give me a chance to make everything right," he said to her in a pleading voice. She remained silent, trying to pull her hand away but Julian held it tight. He pulled her close, his lips brushing hers. "You will always be mine, Ava. If I can't have you then no one will," he whispered, his breath sending shivers down her spine. ~~~~~~~ After a painful divorce from her cheating ex-husband Julian, Ava thought she'd closed the chapter on her past. But when Julian reappears five years later, old wounds and feelings resurface. Complicating matters is the fact that Ava has a secret son with Julian and is now in a contract marriage with Alex, a rival of Julian's who has been her rock in times of need. As Julian tries to win her back, Ava must navigate a complex web of love and loyalty. Torn between her lingering feelings for Julian and her commitment to Alex, Ava must make a choice. Will she choose the father of her child or the man who has been her steady support? And what will be the consequences of her decision?
Ava's pov
As I walked home from the store, just a few blocks away, I couldn't shake off the feeling that something was off.
Julian had been distant lately, and i had been trying to brush it off as stress from work. But the silence between us had grown thicker.
I pushed open the door, calling out ''Hey, I'm home!" but the response was not what I expected.
"Harder baby!" a loud scream echoed from upstairs and I frowned.
I wondered who was having sex in my house at this hour. I approached the direction where the sound was coming from.
"I'm about to cum, daddy," a female voice said, I placed my ear against the door to hear clearly.
"Cum for daddy," my husband commanded and I pushed the door open.
My world came crashing down around me. I stood frozen in the doorway, my eyes fixed on the scene before me.
My husband, Julian and a woman, lay naked in our bed, wrapped in each other's arms. The pain and betrayal cut deep.
"Julian!" I yelled in a shaky voice and his mistress smirked. Julian avoided my gaze, my chest tightened and tears stung my eyes.
I couldn't process what I was seeing. How could he do this to me? To us? We had built a life together, or so I thought.
"How could you do this to me? To us?" I demanded, trying to hold back my tears. His mistress laughed.
"You don't have to be jealous, Ava. You are getting a divorce from him today," she said.
I felt a pang of sadness and betrayal. Divorce? He was going to throw away what we shared for five years because of her?
"Julian, this is a prank right? We are not getting a divorce, we work through this," I said weakly, pain evident in my voice.
"This marriage is over, Ava," Julian said with no emotion on his face. His mistress kissed him and I felt a surge of anger.
"What did I do to you? I tried to make this marriage work but you are willing to throw away what we had for five years for her," I pointed out.
I was pathetic, here I was begging a man who clearly doesn't love me anymore.
If we divorced, I had no where to go. We had been together for five years.
My family was killed by a mafia Lord because of debts. Julian found me on the streets.
He loved me despite his tough exterior and his position as a mafia leader.
He was gentle with me when we first met. I fell helplessly in love with him and he did too. That was when we got married.
Our marriage was blissful until two years ago when Julian became focused on having an heir.
I tried all my possible best to get pregnant but all efforts were unsuccessful. That was when the distance grew between us.
I ignored the signs, the text messages, suspicious late nights and whispered phone calls.
I believed I could make the marriage work but I was wrong. He doesn't love me anymore because I couldn't provide him an heir.
"Sophia is pregnant, Ava. What do you expect me to do? I need a son to maintain my position as the mafia leader," he said sternly.
I couldn't believe my ears. She was pregnant with my husband's child. My legs trembled and I held the door for support.
"You should have waited for me! You should have stood by my side, Julian!" I yelled at him.
He stood up from the bed and walked closer to me. "You won't talk to me like that," he said angrily, his eyes darkening.
"You betrayed me!" I yelled again and his palm smacked against my cheek leaving a stinging sensation.
I opened my mouth in shock, his mistress giggled.
"That's so sexy, daddy," she said. My hand balled into fists as I tried to approach her but he pulled me back.
"What you couldn't do in five years, Sophia did it in a month. You are nothing but an empty barrel," he spat.
I watched him as he walked to his wardrobe and brought out a file. "Sign them," he said as he threw the file at me.
The man in front of me was not the Julian i married. He had turned into a monster.
"I have no where to go, Julian," I muttered.
"That's not my concern, you have money just sign the papers and leave," he ordered.
I drew in a deep breath as I brought out the papers out of the file.
"Don't waist my time, Ava. You know i don't have patience," he warned.
My hands trembled as i took the pen on the table beside me.
This was it, the end of the love we shared. I signed the papers and handed it to him.
"Go pack your things and leave," he said. I looked at him for the last time, my heart heavy in pain and betrayal.
"Goodbye," I said, my voice barely a whisper before slamming the door shut.
I ran to my room, broke down and cried uncontrollably.
I never imagined there will be a day when Julian and I won't be together anymore.
As I packed my bags, I felt dizzy and nauseous. I had no where to go and the money left on me was little.
It couldn't rent an apartment but i could afford a hotel room for the night. "Ava! What are you still doing here?" Julian yelled.
I rushed quickly out of the house with two bags in my hands. I walked down the street with a heavy heart.
After walking a distance, I became so tired. My legs almost gave out and my vision was blurry.
I didn't know if it was the heartbreak or exhaustion that made me felt this way. I tried to walk further but there was no strength left in me.
"Gosh", a faint whisper escaped my lips. I felt my head spinning. "Careful there," a voice said and caught me by my arm as I was about to fall.
I felt a sharp pain in my head and everything blacked out.
Maya's world was shattered after a one-night stand with billionaire David, whom she met while working as a bartender, ended in ruthless abandonment, leaving her pregnant and heartbroken. She confronts him, only to be met with a cruel dismissal: "You're nothing but a disposable mistake. I don't know you, and I don't care." Five years later, Maya's built a new life as a devoted mother to their son, Tristan, and a successful model, with the loving support of her partner, Ethan. But when she's booked for a high-profile modeling gig alongside David, the past comes roaring back. David's gaze still burns with intensity, and he's forced to confront the consequences of his actions. "I was blind to the damage I caused," he says. "But seeing you now, I realize I was wrong to dismiss you so easily." David's seemingly perfect life with his actress wife, Tessy, was a facade - their marriage was loveless and suffocating. As Maya and David's entanglement deepens, the cracks in his facade begin to show. Maya's fury and desire for revenge ignite, threatening to consume her. Can David win back the trust of the woman he wronged, and the son he never knew?
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."
For three years, Shane and Yvonne were wed, sharing heated nights, while his devotion clung to his ex. Yvonne strove to be a dutiful wife, yet their marriage felt hollow, built on desire rather than real warmth. All changed when she became pregnant, only for Shane to thrust her onto the operating table, warning, “Either you or the baby survives!” Broken by his cruelty, she vanished in grief and later returned, radiantly accomplished, leaving everyone awestruck. Haunted by remorse, Shane begged for another chance, but Yvonne only smiled and replied, “I’m sorry, men no longer interest me.”
Corinne devoted three years of her life to her boyfriend, only for it to all go to waste. He saw her as nothing more than a country bumpkin and left her at the altar to be with his true love. After getting jilted, Corinne reclaimed her identity as the granddaughter of the town’s richest man, inherited a billion-dollar fortune, and ultimately rose to the top. But her success attracted the envy of others, and people constantly tried to bring her down. As she dealt with these troublemakers one by one, Mr. Hopkins, notorious for his ruthlessness, stood by and cheered her on. “Way to go, honey!”
"You're mine, little puppy," Kylan growled against my neck. A soft gasp escaped my lips as his lips brushed my skin. My mind screamed at me to push him away-the Lycan Prince who had humiliated me again and again, but my body betrayed me, leaning into him before I could stop myself. He pressed his lips against mine, and his kiss grew more aggressive, more possessive as I felt my legs weaken. What was I doing? In a split-second, I pulled away and slapped him hard across the face. Kylan's eyes darkened, but the smirk on his lips exposed his amusement. "You and I both know we can't fight this, Violet," he said, gripping my wrist. "You're my mate." "And yet you don't want me," I replied. "You told me you were ashamed of me, that l'd never be your queen, that you'd never love me. So please, accept my rejection and let me go." "Never," he whispered, his grip tightening as he pulled me closer. "Soon enough, you'll be begging for me. and when you do-I'll use you as I see fit and then I'll reject you."
When Zora was sick during the early days of her pregnancy, Ezrah was with his first love, Piper. When Zora got into an accident and called Ezrah, he said he was busy, when in actual fact, he was buying shoes for Piper. Zora lost her baby because of the accident, and throughout her stay at the hospital, Ezrah never showed up. She already knew that he didn't love her, but that was the last straw for the camel's back, and her fragile heart could not take it anymore. When Ezrah arrived home a few days after Zora was discharged from the hospital, he no longer met the woman who always greeted him with a smile and cared for him. Zora stood at the top of the stairs and yelled with a cold expression, "Good news, Ezrah! Our baby died in a car accident. There is nothing between us anymore, so let's get a divorce." The man who claimed not to have any feelings for Zora, being cold and distant towards her, and having asked her for a divorce twice, instantly panicked.
The whispers said that out of bitter jealousy, Hadley shoved Eric's beloved down the stairs, robbing the unborn child of life. To avenge, Eric forced Hadley abroad and completely cut her off. Years later, she reemerged, and they felt like strangers. When they met again, she was the nightclub's star, with men ready to pay fortunes just to glimpse her elusive performance. Unable to contain himself, Eric blocked her path, asking, "Is this truly how you earn a living now? Why not come back to me?" Hadley's lips curved faintly. "If you’re eager to see me, you’d better join the queue, darling."