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After three years of marriage to her childhood crush, Astrid is forced to sign the divorce papers once her husband's childhood sweetheart returns to his life with a son. Blinded by love, he chooses his childhood sweetheart over his lovely wife. She leaves her marriage knowing her worth and ventures into the world of power. Unknown to her husband, she is the mysterious business Guru ruling the business world. When her husband starts to see things clearly, he realizes how much he misses his wife. Now he regrets his actions and yearns for his wife back! But will he be able to win her back when she is the center of many hearts? Will he be able to mend the broken heart he had destroyed?
Bustling with happiness and excitement, Astrid prepared her husband's favorite snack. She was informed this morning about his return from the two months business trip he went on.
Her heart was filled with melody as she swayed her hips to the rhythm of the song she was humming.
It was still seven in the morning and the workers were beginning to arrive for work.
The first to return was the head chef, she was surprised to see the madam in the kitchen joyfully preparing a snack.
Once Astrid noticed her presence, she turned around with a beautiful smile.
"Good morning, chef Gladline," she greeted, her voice soft as a Harp . The elderly woman felt blessed by her pretty smile and responded to her greeting happily.
"Good morning, madam."
"Oh, Chef Gladline, how many times have I told you not to call me madam? Just say my name," Astrid playfully reminded her and the chef took corrections.
She continued with her cooking with joy, and letting the chef help her in the preparation.
Astrid was married to the Wade family. One of the most powerful families in Los Angeles, she was like a trophy in the household. She was the beautiful golden madam who flawlessness captured the heart of her employees.
Compared to other women, she was tall and built with qualities that every man wanted.
However, that was not the same for her husband. He was cold hearted and domineering. Never for once has he paid attention to his wife.
Yet, she loved him to the moon and back. There was nothing more joyous than to be married to your childhood crush.
Astrid had fallen for her husband while they were still kids and chased after him until their families planned their engagement.
She was grateful that her husband had not refused her. And promised to put in her best in the marriage.
After finishing up with the baking process, she put the snack into the oven and asked her Chef to look out for it.
Her phone rang and she went out of the kitchen to answer it.
It was her husband's grandmother, the main Madam of the wade family. She doted on her Granddaughter in-law and always filled in the gap her Grandson failed to do.
"Good morning, Grandma," Astrid's cheerful voice ran through the phone once she answered the call.
"Oh, look who is happier than the moon," her Grandma teased her and she giggled like a little teenage girl.
"Why won't I be happier than the moon? Rowan is coming home today and I can't wait to see him," she chimed, blusting with excitement.
"That's so sweet of you my dear daughter. I called to hear your voice and know how you are doing. Also, I sent some new bag collections from Chanel to your house. It will soon arrive," her Grandma said and Astrid gasped in surprise.
"Grandma, you didn't have to. The ones you sent last week, I haven't been able to use any of them yet. You should stop for a while, okay," Astrid requested but her Grandma had her hands double crossed.
"Alright, alright. I will just have to change the gifts to something else," she said.
"Grandma," Astrid groaned defeated. There was no way she could change her mind. The wade family always did whatever they like especially for their loved ones.
"I know, I know. But you are like a daughter to me. The least I can do is shower you with gifts. My son only gave birth to your husband. And now that I have you, all I can do is dot on you. So accept my gifts, okay?" She said and Astrid had no choice but to agree with her this time around.
They discussed a little more before Astrid brought up a topic that has been bothering her for a long time.
"Grandma," she called, biting her lips as she grew a cold feet on what she was about to say.
"Yes, dear."
"There is something that has been bothering me lately. And I don't know how to tell you about it," Astrid said, pausing at the end.
"I am listening, tell me what is bothering my dear granddaughter," she coaxed her with gentle words to give her the courage to speak up.
"Well, it's been three years since I married Rowan. And I have been wondering if he doesn't find me attractive. I...I...I know it is ridiculous to bring up such a matter...but..." Astrid stuttered.
"There is nothing wrong with what you have said. You have every right to question my grandson of his behavior. I can't believe he is also cold in his own marriage. You should have told me about this sooner. I am going to call him right now," her Grandma said and Astrid panicked.
"No, don't. I just wanted to let you know about it because I have been wondering when we will have our own children. Oh please, forget that I ever mentioned this," Astrid covered her face in embarrassment.
She worried of what her husband would think of her if he heard about her complaint. Also, she didn't want it to seem like it was his responsibility to have children with her and make him do what he doesn't want.
In a way, she blames herself for her husband's cold attitude towards her. She tied him down with a marriage he didn't want and he put up with her just because of his grandmother's influence over him.
"Nonsense, Rowan needs a good scolding. How dare him neglect you like this? Does he call you all the time?" Grandma asked and she lied like she always does.
However, that didn't stop her Grandma from putting her Grandson on the line.
"Hello," Rowan's cold and dark voice spoke through the phone.
Astrid froze from his voice and her heart began to skip fast. This was the first time since two months she heard his voice. And it was still as charming and effective as before.
"What do you mean by, hello?" His Grandma barked at him and he sighed.
"Good morning, Grandma," he greeted. She was the only person that moved Rowan. No one except her was able to make him do anything.
"You cold hearted brat! When last did you speak to your wife? Do you not miss her at all? You are such an ungrateful husband. Do you know how it feels to be left alone in a big house with any assurance of comfort," His Grandma scolded him and Astrid nervously listened.
Even after his Grandma had scolded him, he made no attempt to ask about his wife instead he told them that he would return in the evening.
This infuriated his Grandma and she blurted out the question Astrid had begged her not to.
"You block head, when do you intend to get your wife pregnant? When am I going to get my first great Grandchild? I can see that you want me dead before that time comes. The fact that you have been neglecting your wife and prioritizing business matters is absolutely foolish of you. When you get back better fulfill your duties or else..."
"There is no use of you worrying about a great grandchild, Grandma," Rowan suddenly said and the both women were rendered speechless.
"What do you mean by that? Or are you trying to make a joke?" His Grandma asked while Astrid grew nervous about the situation.
"No, Grandma. I have a son." He declared confusing both women at the same time before he went off the call.
The both women thought he was making a joke and decided to push it aside, little did they know that he was telling the truth.
Kallie, a mute who had been ignored by her husband for five years since their wedding, also suffered the loss of her pregnancy due to her cruel mother-in-law. After the divorce, she learned that her ex-husband had quickly gotten engaged to the woman he truly loved. Holding her slightly rounded belly, she realized that he had never really cared for her. Determined, she left him behind, treating him as a stranger. Yet, after she left, he scoured the globe in search of her. When their paths crossed once more, Kallie had already found new happiness. For the first time, he pleaded humbly, "Please don't leave me..."Â But Kallie's response was firm and dismissive, cutting through any lingering ties. "Get lost!"
Once upon a time, there were two kingdoms once at peace. The kingdom of Salem and the kingdom of Mombana... Until the day, the king of Mombana passed away and a new monarch took over, Prince Cone. Prince Cone, has always been hungry for more power and more and more. After his coronation, he attacked Salem. The attack was so unexpected, Salem never prepared for it. They were caught off guard. The king and Queen was killed, the prince was taken into slavery. The people of Salem that survived the war was enslaved, their land taken from them. Their women were made sex slaves. They lost everything, including their land. Evil befall the land of Salem in form of Prince Cone, and the prince of Salem in his slavery was filled with so much rage. The prince of Salem, Prince Lucien swore revenge. 🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳 Ten years later, thirty-years old Lucien and his people raided a coup and escaped slavery. They went into hiding and recuperated. They trained day and night under the leadership of the fearless and cold Lucien who was driven with everything in him to get back their land, and take Mombana land too. It took them five years before they ambushed and attacked Mombana. They killed Prince Cone and reclaimed everything. As they screamed out their victory, Lucien's eyes found and pinned the proud princess of Mombana. Princess Danika. The daughter of Prince Cone. As Lucien stared at her with the coldest eyes anyone can ever possess, he felt victory for the first time. He walked to the princess with the slave collar he'd won for ten years rattling in his hand as he walked. He reached close to her and with a swift movement, he collared her neck. Then, he tilted her chin up, staring into the bluest eyes and the most beautiful face ever created, he gave her a cold smile. "You are my acquisition. My slave. My sex slave. My property. I will pay you in spades, everything you and your father ever did to me and my people." He stated curtly. Pure hatred, coldness and victory was the only emotion on his face. .
For ten years, Daniela showered her ex-husband with unwavering devotion, only to discover she was just his biggest joke. Feeling humiliated yet determined, she finally divorced him. Three months later, Daniela returned in grand style. She was now the hidden CEO of a leading brand, a sought-after designer, and a wealthy mining mogul—her success unveiled at her triumphant comeback. Her ex-husband’s entire family rushed over, desperate to beg for forgiveness and plead for another chance. Yet Daniela, now cherished by the famed Mr. Phillips, regarded them with icy disdain. "I’m out of your league."
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"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."