The Billionaire Betrayed Wife follows Rachael Morgan, an orphan whose search for love leads her into the ruthless world of the Blackwood family. Betrayed by her husband and tormented by her adoptive sister, Rachael's life spirals into chaos when she's cast out and left to survive on the streets, pregnant and alone. Just when all hope seems lost, a mysterious savior from her past rescues her, giving her the chance to heal and rebuild. Years later, she returns stronger, armed with a fierce desire for revenge. With her son by her side, Rachael will stop at nothing to destroy those who shattered her trust-even if it means risking everything to reclaim her life and her power.
Rachael rushed home, barely able to contain her excitement. The bright lines on the pregnancy test still seemed surreal. After years of trying, endless doctor visits, and nights spent crying in Victor's arms, it was finally happening. She couldn't wait to see his face when she told him. Today was the start of their happily ever after.
She pulled into the driveway, her mind buzzing with a thousand thoughts of their future. Their baby. She clutched her purse tightly, the test still inside, and hurried into the house.
But as soon as she stepped through the door, something felt wrong. The living room was in disarray-cushions tossed about, a wine glass half-empty on the coffee table, and clothes scattered like someone had rushed out of them.
Rachael's heart skipped a beat as she spotted the unfamiliar lingerie draped over the couch. She touched the lacy fabric, her fingers trembling. Panic set in. She blinked rapidly, trying to force a logical explanation into her mind. Maybe Victor's sister was here, or-no, that didn't make sense. Deep down, she knew.
She dropped the lingerie, her breathing shallow and quick, and followed the trail of discarded clothes down the hall. The closer she got to the bedroom, the louder the muffled sounds became-moans and gasps, unmistakable and raw. Rachael's vision blurred, her legs heavy like lead. She grabbed the doorframe, steadying herself. Every instinct screamed at her to turn back, to not look, but she pushed the door open.
There, tangled in sheets and each other, were Victor and Evelyn. The sight hit Rachael like a punch to the gut, knocking the breath out of her. Her husband and her sister. The betrayal was overwhelming, a tidal wave crashing down, pulling her under.
The pregnancy test slipped from her grasp, hitting the floor with a soft thud that went unnoticed. "What the hell is this?" Rachael's voice cracked, half shriek, half sob. She felt as though she'd stepped into a nightmare she couldn't wake up from. "Victor, Evelyn, what is this?"
Victor scrambled off the bed, fumbling to cover himself. "Rachael, this isn't-"
But Evelyn didn't even flinch. Instead, she smiled with a cold satisfaction that sent chills down Rachael's spine. "Don't look so shocked, Rachael," she drawled. "Did you really think you deserved him? Pathetic."
Rachael's vision blurred with tears. She turned to Victor, searching for any sign of regret, a hint that this was some terrible mistake. "Victor, after everything we've been through, after all we've done to build this life... How could you?" Her voice wavered, each word dripping with the pain of betrayal.
Victor pulled on his shirt, avoiding her gaze, his face twisted in a mixture of guilt and frustration. "It's not what you think, Rachael," he started, but the weak excuse hung in the air like a bad joke.
"Not what I think?" Rachael repeated, her voice rising in pitch as anger began to replace her shock. "You're in bed with my sister! How many times has this happened? How long have you been lying to me?"
Evelyn rolled her eyes, sitting up with deliberate slowness, as if savoring the moment. "Victor and I have been together for months. He's tired of you, Rachael. Tired of your whining, your failures, your pathetic attempts to keep him interested." She glanced at the pregnancy test lying on the floor, her lip curling. "And I'm guessing that didn't go the way you hoped either."
Rachael's heart clenched, her hand instinctively covering her abdomen as if trying to protect the fragile hope inside her. "You don't know anything about me," she spat, tears threatening to spill. "You're nothing but a snake. Both of you."
Victor stepped forward, reaching for her, but Rachael jerked back, holding up a hand to keep him at a distance. "Don't touch me," she hissed. "I can't believe I ever loved you. Either of you."
Evelyn's mocking laughter filled the room, echoing in Rachael's ears. "You're so dramatic, Rachael. Victor doesn't need your love. He needs someone who can give him what he wants. And that's never been you."
Rachael's fingers clenched into fists, the sting of Evelyn's words hitting deeper than she wanted to admit. She turned to Victor one last time, her voice low and trembling. "I gave you everything, Victor. My heart, my trust, my years. And you threw it all away for... this?"
Victor's silence spoke louder than any excuse he could muster. His eyes darted away, shame flickering briefly before settling into a cold, detached expression. "Maybe it's best if you just leave," he said finally, his voice devoid of emotion. "Evelyn and I... we're together now. And you... you deserve better than this."
Rachael stared at him, the weight of his words crushing her. There it was-the final nail in the coffin of her marriage, driven in by the man she had once thought she'd spend her life with. She backed away, her legs shaking, but she held her head high, refusing to let either of them see her break.
"I hope you both rot," she said quietly, her voice steady despite the tears burning her eyes. She turned and walked out, leaving the shattered remains of her dreams behind.
Rachael slammed the door shut and started the car, her hands shaking as she gripped the steering wheel. She had no destination in mind; she just needed to get away.
Away from the house that now felt like a graveyard of broken promises, away from the suffocating betrayal that threatened to choke her. The city blurred around her, the streetlights flickering past as she drove with no sense of direction, fueled only by anger and heartbreak.
Her phone buzzed on the passenger seat, Victor's name lighting up the screen. Rachael hesitated for a moment, the bile rising in her throat. She didn't want to hear his voice, but curiosity-and fury-got the better of her. She snatched the phone and answered, her tone laced with venom. "What do you want!"
Victor's voice came through, cold and devoid of any remorse. "Rachael, I've instructed my lawyer to send over the divorce papers. Sign them. It's over."
The casual finality of his words sent a fresh wave of rage through her. "You think you can just send me a piece of paper and that's it? We're done? After everything you put me through? You're a pathetic, spineless coward, Victor."
Victor sighed, sounding more annoyed than guilty. "Rachael, let's not make this harder than it needs to be. Evelyn and I are moving forward, and you should too."
"Moving forward?" Rachael's voice rose, her anger spilling over. "You mean crawling into bed with my sister like the shameless, gutless bastard you are? You have no idea what loyalty or love means. You disgust me, Victor. You're not a man-you're a joke. A pathetic excuse of a husband who can't even keep his pants zipped."
Victor's tone hardened, defensive, "At least she fucks me and satisfies me better than you, bitch!" Victor yelled, his words slicing through the phone like a jagged knife. Rachael gasped, the wind knocked out of her as if she'd been punched. She clutched her chest, the pain spreading like wildfire-rage, disbelief, and heartbreak all mingling together.
For a moment, she was stunned into silence, the venom in his voice lingering in her ears. But then the shock faded, replaced by a burning fury that surged through her veins. She wasn't going to let him have the last word. Not like this.
"Take that back, you good-for-nothing excuse of a man!" Rachael's voice quivered, her anger bubbling over. "You think that pathetic insult means anything coming from you? You're nothing, Victor! A spineless, worthless coward who can't handle a real woman, so you settle for scraps. I gave you everything, and you threw it away for someone who's just as cheap and hollow as you are!"
Victor's silence only fueled her fire. "You think Evelyn's some prize? She's a two-faced, backstabbing bitch, and you're too blind to see you're just her latest game. She'll chew you up and spit you out when she's done, just like she's done with every other idiot who's fallen for her act. You're not special, Victor-you're a fool. A damn fool who doesn't even realize he's lost the best thing he ever had."
Victor scoffed, but Rachael cut him off before he could speak. "You know what? I pity you. I pity you for thinking that sneaking around and betraying the one person who actually gave a damn about you makes you some kind of man. But you're not a man.
" You're a pathetic, insecure little boy who can't stand the sight of himself in the mirror. And one day, when Evelyn's done using you, when you're alone and drowning in your own self-loathing, you'll remember this moment. You'll remember that you lost me because you were too stupid to see what you had."
She paused, breathing heavily, her chest heaving with every word. "So enjoy your trash, Victor. Enjoy every miserable second of the life you've chosen because you and Evelyn are a perfect match-two worthless, miserable souls destined to destroy each other. And when you come crawling back, begging for forgiveness, remember this: you are nothing to me. Nothing. And you never will be again."
With that, she ended the call, throwing the phone onto the seat beside her. Rachael's hands were still shaking, but she felt lighter, freer. Victor's words had stung, but her own felt like a release, a purging of all the anger and hurt she'd carried for so long.
She wasn't going to let Victor's insults define her. She was going to rise above this, stronger than ever. And Victor? He could wallow in the mess he'd made of his life.
Because Rachael was done with him. For good.
Trigger warning 🔞⚠️ ‼️:This book contains graphic sexual content, feral dominance, primal mating, obsession, psychological power play, intense violence, degradation, and breeding kink. For matured readers only. Read at your own risk... or pleasure. His hand was soaked in blood when it wrapped around her throat. His voice was a growl when he whispered against her lips. "I'm not here to love you, little wolf. I'm here to ruin you."That's how it started. Sera Vale was sold like a slave. Dragged from her home in chains. Stripped of everything and handed to the most feared Alpha who is also a Mafia, as payment for a debt she didn't owe. Lucien Virelli doesn't believe in mercy. He rules with bullets. Breathes violence. Fucks like a beast. And when Sera is thrown at his feet, he doesn't see a girl. He sees prey. A mystery. Something that should not exist. She was told her entire life she was nothing. No wolf. No power. No purpose. Just a broken girl with a cursed bloodline and a dead mother who took the truth to the grave. But Lucien sees it. Smells it. Wants it. He doesn't want to protect her. He wants to tame her. Mark her. Breed her. Make her scream until her wolf rips out of her body and begs him to take it. What he wants from her isn't gentleIt isn't safeAnd it sure as hell isn't human. He touches her like he owns her. Looks at her like he's already inside herAnd when she finally begs. He makes her earn itNow she's trapped in a world she doesn't understand. Craving a monster she should fear and drowning in a heat she swore she'd never feel. This isn't a just love story. It's a dark craving that takes over your body and doesn't let go.
He told her to call him Daddy. Not because he earned it, but because he fucking owned her. The moment she signed that contract, she stopped being a woman with dignity and became his filthy little plaything. His holes to use. His mess to ruin. He didn't just fuck her, he rewired her. Stripped her clean of boundaries and filled her with sin. Every punishment made her scream. Every game dragged her deeper into his twisted world. And the way he praised her... Good girl. She should've run the first time he said it. But Daddy doesn't let his toys leave. He breaks them until they beg to stay. ** Mia's life changed the night she let a stranger ruin her. One night. She never expected to see him again. Until she walked into her new job... and her boss turned around. Ace.Her one-night sin in a thousand-dollar suit. Only this time, he wasn't asking her to be his assistant. She was to be his wife.
When Sky walked in on her boyfriend with her 18 year old sister, her world shattered. She fled the country, leaving behind every broken piece of her past. One reckless night, she found comfort in a stranger's arms-a night she'd long tried to forget. But fate has other plans. Years later, she takes a job as the personal assistant to the CEO of Collens Company, only to find herself face-to-face with that stranger... Xavier Collen. Xavier isn't just a powerful CEO; he's a man with dark, insatiable desires, a sex addict who takes what he wants and doesn't play by anyone's rules but his own. "You're mine, You're mine to ruin and to fuck," he growls, his eyes blazing with fierce possession. "Your body is mine, and I'll do anything I want with you." He wanted a wife, someone who would bear him an heir. But he doesn't want a partner; he wanted her to fulfill every dark desire. Sky is drawn into a seductive, high-stakes game where every move brings her closer to the edge of submission-and the realization that she might lose herself completely to this man who holds nothing back. But in Xavier's world, surrendering might be the only way to survive.
6 years ago, Lydia suffered a brutal betrayal orchestrated by her own husband and step-sister, who drugged her and framed her. In a twist of fate, she ended up having a one-night stand with a stranger. Don't even remember what he looked like. Later, in the throes of death, she discovered the truth about her mother's death all those years ago. In the blink of an eye, she lost everything. 6 years later, Lydia returned with her genius son, vowing to exact revenge on all her enemies! Little did she know, she encountered an incredibly familiar man at the airport! *** The man was briskly pushing open the door to the restroom, heading to the urinal. Even with such a mundane action, he did it with unparalleled elegance and grace. Lydia, following him in a daze, saw his fierce lower body and suddenly snapped back to reality. She let out a high-pitched scream, instinctively covering her eyes with her hands, her cheeks flushed, and stood there stiffly, unsure of what to do. Lambert furrowed his brows slightly but remained calm as he continued to relieve himself. The sound of water hitting the urinal made Lydia's face even redder. She angrily shouted, "You pervert!" Little did Lydia know that Lambert, seeing her in this state, had a flicker of recognition in his eyes. Memories from many years ago flashed through his mind, and his heart couldn't help but stir. It was her!
Melanie married Ashton out of gratitude, but she quickly found herself entangled in a web of relentless challenges. Despite these struggles, she stayed true to her commitment to the marriage. In the hospital room, Ashton indifferently attempted to draw her blood, disregarding her discomfort. This callous act was a harsh revelation for Melanie, awakening her to the grim reality of their relationship. Resolved to prioritize her own welfare, she decided to sever ties. With newfound resolve, Melanie filed for divorce. In the process, she unveiled her concealed identities, leaving everyone in shock. Throughout these turbulent times, Melanie realized that Derek, Ashton’s uncle, had been discreetly protecting her all along.
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?
"I stood at the edge of my heart and watched him choose her. In the end, I was not the one he needed. I was simply the one he settled for." - Noelle ~~~~~~~ I thought I was the one he loved. But a few days before our wedding, I saw him in a way I never had before. His eyes softened as he spoke to her. His first love, and the very woman who had left him in pieces. Heartbreak was something I knew too well. And as I watched the love he still held for her in his eyes, I realized what I had to do. I couldn't marry a man who wasn't truly mine. With no means to cancel the wedding and lacking the courage to confront him, I made a desperate choice to leave. I painfully gave his first love my treasured engagement ring thinking it was for the best and the only way to free myself. But when he saw that ring on her finger, the fragile world I had tried to escape began to shatter. His obsession to find me and bring me back ignited a dangerous game of cat and mouse.
Mia's life is spiraling out of control. Abandoned by her mother, bullied mercilessly at school, and thrown into a household of four dangerously attractive stepbrothers, she's desperate to find her footing. "You look absolutely edible," Sean growled, his eyes devouring her. Mia felt a rush of heat between her thighs "Oh, you think so?" she purred, turning to face him. She reached out and traced her fingers along the ribbon that wrapped around his waist. "Well, I've been waiting for this all day. And I'm starving." Sean's smile grew into a predatory grin. "Then let us feast," he said, and in a flash, the ribbon fell away, exposing his rock-hard length. He stepped closer, and Mia felt the warmth of his breath on her face as he whispered, "You're going to take every inch of us tonight, aren't you?" With Rolex's teasing smirk and Sean's quiet, hot stares, Mia doesn't know where to turn-or who to trust. Every glance, every touch leaves her breathless, confused, and craving more than she should. Will Mia survive their games, or will she lose herself in a dangerous world of secrets, seduction, and forbidden desire? One house. Four brothers. Endless temptation.
The day Raina gave birth should have been the happiest of her life. Instead, it became her worst nightmare. Moments after delivering their twins, Alexander shattered her heart-divorcing her and forcing her to sign away custody of their son, Liam. With nothing but betrayal and heartbreak to her name, Raina disappeared, raising their daughter, Ava, on her own.Years later, fate comes knocking when Liam falls gravely ill. Desperate to save his son, Alexander is forced to seek out the one person he once cast aside. Alexander finds himself face to face with the woman he underestimated, pleading for a second chance-not just for himself, but for their son. But Raina is no longer the same broken woman who once loved him.No longer the woman he left behind. She has carved out a new life-one built on strength, wealth, and a long-buried legacy she expected to uncover.Raina has spent years learning to live without him.The question is... Will she risk reopening old wounds to save the son she never got to love? or has Alexander lost her forever?