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revenge of the billionaire's woman The He loved me for eight years, but in the end, he sent me personally. In pain, I saw him get closer to my sister and treat myself as a tool to heal his suffering. He even went so far as to ruin our common future! Hatred burns in me like a fire, and I am determined to take revenge. Two years later, I came back, transformed and stronger. I was no longer the woman he had left behind. The man who had treated me with indifference and cruelty was now as sweet as a lamb. He knelt before me, begging my forgiveness: "I'm sorry, I'm ready to atone for my mistakes for the rest of my days. »» While I was about to put my revenge plan in action, I slowly realized that he was totally ignored what had really happened in the past two years. Should my revenge plan continue?
Chapter 1
Memories of the last eight years swirled through Melissa's head like a bittersweet melody. There had been so many moments of happiness, of laughter, and of promises exchanged in whispers in the darkness of their room. She remembered their beginnings, the intense passion that had consumed them, the infinite tenderness she felt every time he looked at her. To her, he had been everything. The man of her life, her pillar, the one to whom she had confided her dreams and her weaknesses. She believed their lives were indissolubly woven together.
But today, sitting alone in the silence of their large house, she couldn't escape this feeling of suffocation. A shadow had gradually darkened their intimate moments. The tender gestures had become more spaced out, the glances had become more distant. Mélissa had felt this void growing between them, without ever understanding its origin. She told herself that perhaps he was going through a difficult time, that business was taking up too much of his time, but that he would eventually come back to her, as he had always done.
That evening, however, something inexplicable had pushed her to come home early. Perhaps it was an intuition or a dull worry that never left her. Whatever it was, she had felt the irresistible need to see him, to find him, to talk to him, to rekindle this flame that she thought was flickering but still alive.
She entered their house, trying not to make any noise, a certain excitement in her heart at the idea of surprising him. She imagined him at his desk, perhaps immersed in a complicated file. She would have kissed his neck, hugged him and, as usual, he would have smiled when he saw her.
But it was a muffled whisper coming from the living room that made her slow down. She moved forward, almost in apnea, her soft steps on the ground. There, in the darkness of the living room, she saw him leaning towards a familiar figure. Melissa's heart sank violently in her chest. She stood frozen, unable to look away.
It was his sister, Anna. Mélissa knew her by heart, this delicate figure, this tender and smiling face. They had shared so many childhood memories, so many confidences. But that evening, the scene she saw looked nothing like a simple family exchange. There was something indefinable in their closeness, in the way her husband touched her face, in the looks they exchanged.
Breathless, Melissa felt her vision blur. She took a step back, desperately searching for a rational explanation. Maybe she was misinterpreting the situation, that it was just an innocent gesture of affection. But every fiber of his being screamed otherwise.
She heard her name whispered in a low voice. "Anna..." he had said, and the tone of his voice was both soft and intimate, a tone she hadn't heard in months. The scene was disappearing beneath her, like a collapsing floor. She wanted to look away, but she was stuck in place, unable to move, as if frozen in a reality she refused to see.
Finally, in a desperate gesture, she cleared her throat. Her husband turned around abruptly, a flash of panic crossing his face. Anna sat up as well, visibly uncomfortable, looking away to avoid her sister's gaze.
"Mélissa... I didn't hear you come in," he said in a tense voice.
She didn't answer. The words escaped him, as did his desire to seek an explanation. The image of this exchange between them, this tender gesture, this knowing look... everything was engraved in her, burning, impossible to erase. It was as if a wall had risen between her and the man she had loved.
"So it's true..." she finally whispered, her voice cracking. She tried to meet her sister's gaze, but she stubbornly stared at the ground, like a child caught at fault. "Anna, how could you...? »
Anna looked up slightly, silent tears streaming down her cheeks. "Melissa, it's not what you think..." she stammered.
"Not what I think? » Melissa's voice, usually so gentle, was now full of bitterness. She turned to her husband, hoping to find an explanation in his eyes, proof that it was a misunderstanding. But his silence spoke volumes. She knew. She knew that everything they had shared, the promises, the dreams, were crumbling in this precise moment.
Without another word, she turned on her heel and left the room, her footsteps echoing down the hallway. She heard noises behind her, but she refused to turn around. His thoughts were in disarray, his heart shattered into a thousand pieces. She walked up the stairs, towards their bedroom, her head buzzing with pain and confusion.
Once alone, she finally let the tears fall, the sobs tearing through the silence of the room. How could he have done this to her? How could she have been so blind, so trusting? She thought back to all the times they had shared, wondering how much of it had all been a lie.
She spent the rest of the night reliving over and over what she had seen, trying to understand, to decipher the signs she had not noticed. Then, at dawn, a decision emerged from his grief. She couldn't stay here any longer. Not after that. She needed to rebuild herself, to find the strength to stand tall in the face of this betrayal. To stay would mean to sink into an abyss of pain and resentment.
In the early morning, she got up, fatigue making her movements heavier. She prepared a few things, gathered clothes, personal objects, without looking at the memories around her. All this no longer belonged to him. This life, this house, this love... everything now seemed to belong to someone else.
Before leaving the room, she stopped for a moment, contemplating one last time this place filled with memories. She felt a pang in her heart, but a breath of determination gave her strength. She had to leave, for her, to find herself.
As she was walking down the stairs with her bag, she came face to face with her husband. He stood there, looking tired, his features marked by a sleepless night. "Melissa... please listen to me," he began in a pleading voice.
She gave him an icy look. "Why, so you can lie to me again? » she replied, her voice trembling. "I saw what I needed to see. I'm not going to listen to your excuses. »
"It wasn't what you think...Anna and I...we..."
"Don't tell me I'm wrong," she interrupted, clenching her fists to hold back tears. "Don't tell me you didn't destroy everything we had. If you still had a little respect for me, you wouldn't even try to justify yourself. »
He seemed helpless, as if he was desperately searching for the words to hold her back, but he found none. Melissa felt a wave of pity mixed with contempt. The man she had loved so much now seemed a stranger to her.
She took a deep breath, suppressing the emotions that overwhelmed her, and turned towards the door. Without a last look, she left this house which had sheltered their memories. Her steps were heavy, but a feeling of liberation was beginning to arise within her. She knew the road ahead would be difficult, but she was determined to move forward, to find the woman she had lost in the shadow of this betrayed love.
My Contract with the Alpha Eleanor "Ellie" Wainwright, a young woman from a cruel and manipulative family, is forced to marry a feared and lonely Alpha, Victor Hartfang. Born without a wolf, she is considered an anomaly in her pack, a dead weight for her family and an object of contempt for the other members. Victor, Alpha of the powerful pack of the Dark Shadows, agrees to this marriage for mysterious reasons. Aloof, icy and dominant, he treats her like an outsider. However, behind his impenetrable facade, he hides a dark secret: his past is marked by betrayals and heartbreaking choices, and his own wolf is chained by a strange evil. Plunged into a new pack where tensions and challenges multiply, Ellie must navigate a world of domination, jealousies and political intrigue. Why did Victor really agree to this union? What did he hope to get from her? And why does her wolf seem to react so violently to her presence, oscillating between rejection and an almost unbearable attraction? As their unlikely bond begins to strengthen, a greater threat emerges. A rival pack, ancient enemies, and a forgotten prophecy threaten to upset their fragile balance. Can Ellie, devoid of lupine powers, prove she is more than a weak human? Will Victor dare to reveal her secrets before they destroy them both? And most importantly, what will happen when Victor discovers that Ellie may not be as "human" as she thinks?
Married to the Alpha of the Mafia Sienna Moretti, an ordinary young woman from a former fallen family of werewolves, sees her life turned upside down when she is forced to sign a marriage contract with Dominic "Alpha" Valenti, an enigmatic billionaire, leader of a powerful pack... and ruthless head of an underground mafia network. Dominic is not a man to be refused. Known for his intimidating aura, his colossal fortune and his absolute control over his affairs (human and supernatural), he is as feared as he is admired. But behind his air of unwavering sovereign, Dominic is haunted by a curse that eats away at his wolf, making him uncontrollable and dangerous. Sienna, rejected by her own family for the absence of her wolf, is sold as a pawn in this arranged alliance between her clan and the Valenti pack. But why did Dominic choose her? Is it really for her rare blood, or is there a darker reason behind it? As she enters a world of luxury, danger, and secrets, Sienna discovers that this marriage is not only about power, but also a war of influence where mobsters, wolves, and billionaires clash. Dominic, despite his apparent control, hides a dark past and a growing obsession with Sienna that he seems unable to contain. When Dominic's enemies target Sienna, she must discover: who is the man behind the Alpha? And how far will she go to protect a man she doesn't know whether to hate or love?
In Love with a Billionaire Irina, 18, is a young prodigy from the BloodMoon Foundation, known for training the most influential leaders in the world. Determined, she devotes her life to her studies and her ambitions, relegating romantic relationships to the background. Finding love is not a priority for her, especially when she is ready to do anything to honor her family's legacy. But what happens when she discovers that she is contractually engaged to the most ruthless billionaire on the planet, a man from a faraway land whose reputation frightens even the most powerful? **Xander Draymore**. This name alone makes investors and tycoons around the world tremble. Dangerously seductive but of legendary cruelty, he built his empire on ruins and sacrifices. Convinced that fate is playing a trick on him, he refuses to accept this arranged marriage which he considers a punishment. But why, from the first glance he exchanges with Irina, does he suddenly feel that she is different from the others? Is she a threat to his power or a key to his own secret ambitions? "Aren't you happy?" Irina dared to ask, as he stared out the window of his penthouse at the illuminated city, his face lit by the neon lights that made him almost vulnerable, a stark contrast to his reputation as a business predator. "Happy?" he replied with a cold smile, a hint of irony in his voice. "It's a concept I've never understood... and never will." Those words broke something inside her. But why does Xander seem to refuse all emotion? What wounds does he hide behind this facade of icy perfection? Will Irina be able to pierce her armor before losing her own heart in this game of ambitions and betrayals? And most importantly, what secret about their common bond could turn everything upside down?
Captive of the Merciless Billionaire Without saying that my life was flowing like a long, quiet river, I had found a comfortable routine in my small Parisian apartment. But of course, everything changed the day I crossed paths with Lucian Crowford, a real estate tycoon as enigmatic as he is ruthless. A simple misunderstanding led me to sign a pact that I did not fully understand: to live under the same roof as this terrifying man and... his equally intimidating associates. But why me? Why would an ordinary woman like me, Elise Morgan, interest a billionaire with many faces? Under his air of benefactor, Lucian hides much darker secrets. The whispers of a cursed legacy, enemies ready to do anything for his downfall, and alliances impossible to break draw me into a spiral of mysteries and dangers.
The Billionaire and the Scandalous Heiress Elisa, heiress to an empire built by her father, Alexander Dorne, a formidable tycoon with powerful and dangerous alliances, has grown up in a world governed by luxury, expectations and appearances. Her adopted brother, Nathan, once an adored model and now head of an influential agency, is her mentor, her refuge, and perhaps her only ally in a stifling life. But an unexpected tension arises between them. What was once a family bond turns into a forbidden, electric attraction that threatens to shatter the rigid codes of their family. Elisa finds herself trapped between the weight of duty, her unspoken desires, and Nathan's dark secrets, which he jealously keeps hidden. As scandalous rumors begin to circulate, enemies of the Dorne empire seek to exploit this fragility to destroy their dynasty. Why does Nathan avoid some of their powerful associates? What is he hiding in his mysterious movements? Should Elisa sacrifice her own happiness to protect the family legacy or defy her father, ready to do anything to bury the slightest scandal? The truth she will discover could well shake everything she thought she knew about her family... and about herself.
The Intrepid Luna and the Machiavellian Alpha Luna Moreau, a devoted secretary for six years, sees her world fall apart when her husband's new "personal assistant," the ruthless alpha Ethan Blackwood, shows up. Although he claims that this woman, Isabella, is only there to lighten his professional responsibilities and avoid a resounding scandal, Luna senses that something more sinister is brewing. Is Ethan really ready to sacrifice the loyalty of the one who has always been by his side to preserve his flamboyant image? But Luna is not the type to be crushed. As Isabella quickly asserts herself within the company, using charm and manipulation to destroy everything Luna has built with so much passion, the latter discovers a secret contract linking Ethan to shady business and dangerous alliances. What role does Isabella really play in this power game? Is she simply an assistant or a pawn in a larger plan? As Luna embarks on a daring investigation to unravel the threads of this machination, she realizes that Ethan is becoming more distant and enigmatic by the day. Why does he seem to be hiding unspeakable secrets? What does he really know about Isabella? And how far will he go to protect her interests? With tension rising and danger lurking, Luna will have to draw on her inner resources to counter Isabella's schemes. But with each revelation, one question remains: can she stand up to an alpha whose power could cost her everything she loves? Time is running out and every decision could have devastating consequences... What will she do if she discovers that the truth is even more disturbing than she imagines?
Kaelyn devoted three years tending to her husband after a terrible accident. But once he was fully recovered, he cast her aside and brought his first love back from abroad. Devastated, Kaelyn decided on a divorce as people mocked her for being discarded. She went on to reinvent herself, becoming a highly sought-after doctor, a champion racer, and an internationally renowned architectural designer. Even then, the traitors sneered in disdain, believing Kaelyn would never find someone. But then the ex-husband’s uncle, a powerful warlord, returned with his army to ask for Kaelyn’s hand in marriage.
"I've warned you from the beginning. Don't marry him, but you won't listen." She stood close to me and smiled with concern. "You are not a woman worthy of a man as handsome, rich, smart, and virile as Blaze." My whole body trembled at her words. "Have you no shame?" I asked in a quivering voice. "Take a good look at yourself, Heather." She looked at me in the mirror. "You can't even look at your ugly face. Do you think Blaze can endure a lifetime of looking at that face?" Heather Bailey had a surprise from her husband that night: a divorce agreement. After a year of marriage and facing ups and downs, she couldn't believe Blaze intended to divorce her. But she was devastated when she saw him gazing lovingly at another woman because that person was closest to her. Shortly after she put her signature on their divorce papers, shock waves caught her up. Her flower shop was severely burnt, beyond repair. Her father's company collapsed, and her parents blamed her. She struggled to rebuild her life from the ground up and became more successful than ever. Having many customers who came from influential families, she started her action against Blaze. She won the very thing he wanted. But that was just the beginning.
Madison had always believed that she would marry Colten. She spent her youth admiring him from afar, dreaming of their future life together. But Colten was always indifferent to her, and when he abandoned her at a time when she needed him most, she finally realized that he never loved her. With renewed resolve and a thirst for revenge, Madison left. Endless possibilities lay ahead, but Colten was no longer part of her plans. Colten rushed to her place in a panic. "Madison, please come back to me. I’ll give you everything!" It was his powerful uncle who answered the door. "She's my woman now."
On her wedding day, Khloe’s sister connived with her groom, framing her for a crime she didn’t commit. She was sentenced to three years in prison, where she endured much suffering. When Khloe was finally released, her evil sister used their mother to coerce Khloe into an indecent liaison with an elderly man. As fate would have it, Khloe crossed paths with Henrik, the dashing yet ruthless mobster who sought to alter the course of her life. Despite Henrik’s cold exterior, he cherished Khloe like no other. He helped her take retribution from her tormentors and kept her from being bullied again.
Rena got into an entanglement with a big shot when she was drunk one night. She needed Waylen's help while he was drawn to her youthful beauty. As such, what was supposed to be a one-night stand progressed into something serious. All was well until Rena discovered that Waylen's heart belonged to another woman. When his first love returned, he stopped coming home, leaving Rena all alone for many nights. She put up with it until she received a check and farewell note one day. Contrary to how Waylen expected her to react, Rena had a smile on her face as she bid him farewell. "It was fun while it lasted, Waylen. May our paths never cross. Have a nice life." But as fate would have it, their paths crossed again. This time, Rena had another man by her side. Waylen's eyes burned with jealousy. He spat, "How the hell did you move on? I thought you loved only me!" "Keyword, loved!" Rena flipped her hair back and retorted, "There are plenty of fish in the sea, Waylen. Besides, you were the one who asked for a breakup. Now, if you want to date me, you have to wait in line." The next day, Rena received a credit alert of billions and a diamond ring. Waylen appeared again, got down on one knee, and uttered, "May I cut in line, Rena? I still want you."
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."