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I watched as she bent her head and kissed his lips,while gyrating her hips at the same time. She seemed to be in cloud nine as she rode him faster and harder. My breath was stuck in my throat.Though I could only see his side view but I couldn't miss the shirt on his body. He was still clad on a shirt though the lower half of his body was exposed. It was a shirt I had specially picked for my husband this morning.A custom made shirt that I had gotten for him on his last birthday and he was currently on it while being fucked by another woman. **************** Cora Watson held onto her husband's promise from three years ago and did whatever she could to please him.She loved him dearly even if he,himself forgot about his promise and shattered her heart,ruthlessly. Now,she's had enough!She would get divorced from him and would never let him or anyone trample over her ever again!
*CORA*
"Oh God,Tristan.ahh.more.fuck me.Oh."
Those moaning sounds reverberated in my head as a watched her on top of my husband,riding his cock.The sound of skin slapping against skin filled my ears.
I watched as she bent her head and kissed his lips,while gyrating her hips at the same time.
She seemed to be in cloud nine as she rode him faster and harder.
My breath was stuck in my throat.Though I could only see his side view but I couldn't miss the shirt on his body.
He was still clad on a shirt though the lower half of his body was exposed.
It was a shirt I had specially picked for him this morning.A custom made shirt that I had gotten for him on his last birthday and he was currently on it while being fucked by another woman.
Another pain fact was that the woman was none other than Phoebe Hudson,she was his ex-girlfriend and the fact that she had been in his life before had always troubled me because I felt that was the reason he couldn't love me.
I always felt that he was still hung up on her and tonight,my suspicion has been confirmed to be true.
As her moans came from the phone again,my hands grew shaky and the phone fell.
To say I was heartbroken was an understatement.It felt as if something was pressing down on my chest and I was finding it hard to breathe.
Why was this happening to me?
Why?
I had always dreamt of him touching me,I had always longed for him to hold me just once but he never did.
And now,he was having all the fun in the world with that woman?!
On our wedding anniversary?
After all these years,did I not still matter to him?
Tears spilled from my eyes,I was unable to stop it as I cried my eyes out.
I had given all the maids a day off today and I had spent the whole day preparing to make our wedding anniversary memorable.It was a day that I had been looking forward to for the three years all because of his promise to me.
I sniffed as the memory flashed through my head.
I was on a wedding dress,it had been one of the happiest days of my life because I was getting married to the love of my life.
But Tristan Godoy was far from happy today as he slammed a piece of paper on the doctor.
"Sign it!"He had ordered.
I cocked an eyebrow."What's this?"
"A prenup."
I picked it up and read through,the agreement stated that we would be married for only three years and after that,we would go their separate ways.
During our time of being married,none of us were allowed to cheat and we could also not have sex with each other.
The agreement had broken my heart.
I had thought we would be married for the rest of our lives and live happily ever after.
But he only wanted to stay married to him for three years and we won't even be intimate?
I couldn't exactly blame him though at that time because he was forced into this.
I had greatly been on help to his grandmother and she grew so fond of me that she told me that she'd do anything I wanted.
I had boldly told her that I wished to be married to Tristan.I was hopefully in love with him and I just wanted to be with him.
But he hated being forced to marry me more than anything.
Taking a deep breath,I concluded that I would use this three years to prove to him that I was worthy of his love and affection.
I would use this three years to make him love me.
So I signed the prenup just as he wanted and then I asked.
"What if you fall in love with me?Will you still want a divorce after three years?"
Tristan stared at me,scornfully."If that happens which I greatly doubt then we'll have no reason to get divorced.If I do find you likable after three years,we'll become a real couple."
I didn't want him to get back on his words so I pressed on.
"You promise?"
He rolled his eyes."Yeah,I promise."
So I held onto that promise for three years.I had abandoned my dignity,I had kept my distance from my family and I did literally everything to please him.
Even if it hurt me deeply that he never took me out on dates and even touched me,I had thought that someday,he would become my Prince Charming.
My phone beeped from the floor.
Choking on my tears,I slowly picked down and picked it up.
It seem I was sent another video again.I shakily played it to see that they seemed to be done with their romp.
Phoebe's hair was messy and her make up was smeared as if they had been going at it for hours.
I didn't want to watch anymore but I couldn't help it.
"Cora,Cora."Phoebe called,smiling evilly on the video."Now will you finally let him be with him?Will you stop forcing yourself on a man who doesn't want you?"
I couldn't bear to watch anymore and I couldn't stand the sight of her caressing Tristan.
I threw my phone away and held my head in dismay.
It was as if I had finally snapped out of my delusional state.
Tristan didn't love me,he didn't respect me and he never planned to.He even forgot that our anniversary was today.He still hates being married to me.
And what the hell have I been doing?I gave up my life,gave up my title for a man who didn't regard me at all.
My anger turned to pain and I screamed as I destroyed everything in my reach.
My anger turned to pain and I screamed as I marched into the dining room to dispose the food.He didn't deserve to eat my good meals anymore.He didn't deserve everything I had done for him.
I was done trying to please him!
No matter how painful this was,I had to put an end to this madness!
I was nobody's fool!
"Lucien, let's get a divorce," I said in a peremptory tone that was long overdue, the most decisive farewell to this absurd marriage. We had been married for exactly three years-three years that, for me, were filled with nothing but endless loneliness and torment. For three years, the husband who should have stood by my side through every storm, Lucien Sullivan, had completely disappeared from my life as if he had never existed. He vanished without a trace, leaving me alone to endure this empty, desolate marriage. Today, I finally received his message: "I'm back. Come pick me up at the airport." When I read his words, my heart leapt with joy, and I raced to the airport, thinking that he finally understood my love and was coming back to me. But his cruelty was far worse than I could have ever imagined-he was accompanied by a pregnant woman, and that woman was Carla, my closest and most trusted friend. In that moment, all of my previous excitement, all my hope, and all of our shared laughter and tears turned into the sharpest of daggers, stabbing into my heart and leaving me gasping for air. Now, all I want is to escape from this place that has left me so broken-to lick my wounds in solitude. Even if these wounds will remain with me for the rest of my life, I refuse to have anything to do with him ever again. He should know that it was his own hand that trampled our love underfoot, that his coldness and betrayal created this irreparable situation. But when he heard those words, he desperately clung to this broken, crumbling marriage, unwilling to let it end-almost as though doing so could rewind time and return everything to how it used to be. "Aurora, come back. I regret everything!" Regret? Those simple words stirred no emotion in me-only endless sadness and fury. My heart let out a frantic, desperate scream: It's too late for any of this!
Billionaire Bennett Graham urgently needed a wife to close a business deal but his fiancée wasn't ready to tie the knots yet. So his grandmother picked the most unassuming maid for him. Everything was supposed to go incredibly well, and all he had to do was wait until he divorced her a year later. But after seeing Maliyah's ocean eyes.it wasn't looking simple anymore. *** Before I could get her up, it was as if she felt the light and an uncomfortable sound came out of her mouth. "Uh-huh..." She raised her hand to cover her eyes. But I didn't have time to wait for her to wake up, so I told her to "Get Up." My voice seemed to scare her, and her light-fearing eyes suddenly widened and she kept moving to the corner. The only voice in the quiet art room was her fear-filled voice, "No...please...go away...don't come close to me." She was afraid of me? I hadn't even spoken to her before, what was she afraid of? This was definitely not going to work, I couldn't talk to her if she couldn't calm down. Then I moved closer to her, my hand on her trembling shoulder, and I whispered soothingly "Calm down.I'm not going to hurt you.I'm not going to hurt you."I assured and then she moved her hair away from her face as if to stare at me properly. Our eyes met.It was that moment. It felt as if I was enchanted for a moment. Those ocean eyes were the most beautiful eyes I've ever seen.
Billionaire Ivan Grayson do not believe in love or marriage.but when most of his properties are seized and with his inheritance on the line..he is placed in a tough spot.Ivan is angered that he has to shared his life with a woman now. When he thought his life couldn't get more upsetting,he meets a drunk lady on a wedding dress who mistook him for her ex-lover.
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"I heard you're going to marry Marcelo. Is this perhaps your revenge against me? It's very laughable, Renee. That man can barely function." Her foster family, her cheating ex, everyone thought Renee was going to live in pure hell after getting married to a disabled and cruel man. She didn't know if anything good would ever come out of it after all, she had always thought it would be hard for anyone to love her but this cruel man with dark secrets is never going to grant her a divorce because she makes him forget how to breathe.
Dante slowed his pace, withdrawing until only the tip was still inside her before thrusting his hips once,eliciting a sharp gasp from her lips. He brought his mouth down to hover over hers. "Can you feel me,my love?"He rasped. Renee angled her head,nipping at his lips."Yes,I feel you." ------------ To save her family from a loanshark,Renee Gallo agrees to be married to Dante Moretti, a man who has been called many names. He has been labeled as a devil,as a hideous-looking demon,the notorious son of Gustavo Moretti. But it turns out that this man who is cruel to the world loves and pampers her more than she had ever imagined.
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."
Eliza Greer was abandoned by her mother, raised in an orphanage, and sold to the Burns family at 19. Even though she marries Mason Burns, the other people in the Burns family look down on her for her poor identity and want to try every way to bully her. Unexpectedly, they all failed. Eliza's hidden identities are gradually revealed in one incident after another, which astonishes everyone.
In her previous life, Kimberly endured the betrayal of her husband, the cruel machinations of an evil woman, and the endless tyranny of her in-laws. It culminated in the bankruptcy of her family, and ultimately, her death. After being reborn, she resolved to seek retribution against those who had wronged her, and ensure her family's prosperity. To her shock, the most unattainable man from her past suddenly set his sights on her. "You may have overlooked me before, but I shall capture your heart this time around."
Katie was forced to marry Dillan, a notorious ruffian. Her younger sister mocked her, "You're just an adopted daughter. Count your blessings for marrying him!" The world anticipated Katie's tribulations, but her married life unfurled with unexpected serenity. She even snagged a lavish mansion in a raffle! Katie jumped into Dillan's arms, credited him as her lucky charm. "No, Katie, it's you who brings me all this luck," Dillan replied. Then, one fateful day, Dillan's childhood friend came to her. "You're not worthy of him. Take this 50 million and leave him!" Katie finally grasped Dillan's true stature—the wealthiest man on the planet. That night, trembling with trepidation, she broached the subject of divorce with Dillan. However, with a domineering embrace, he told her, "I'd give you everything I have. Divorce is off the table!"
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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.”