"Oh don't act surprised, you bitch! You think you have a right to question me? After what you did?" He growled menacingly I gulped in nothing. "I don't know what you're talking about! What did I do?" I fired, trying not to cry. My chest was tightening. He laughed harshly. "Denying huh?" He shook his head, pursing his lips. Then pulled out his phone showing me a video. My heart cracked. There were some explicit videos and pictures of me and another man naked on the bed. We were kissing and sucking. What the fuck?? This.... never happened. *** Louisa's perfect world crumbled when her husband, Alex, accused her of infidelity with proof and presented her with divorce papers. The blow was crippling, coming at the very moment she had discovered she was pregnant – a miracle after three years of struggling with infertility. Louisa was forcibly evicted from her home in the night, left to face an uncertain future alone. Surprisingly after an accident, she met a stranger who revealed a shocking truth: she is the heiress to a vast fortune, left behind by her deceased parents. Now, She rose to prominence in the business world, taking everything back and forging a lucrative empire and raising her twins. Three years later, she's a force to be reckoned with. She's no longer the soft, naive Louisa. Then Alexander reappeared, remorseful and contrite. He realized he has been deceived by his family and everything has gone downhill for him, since it all happened. He badly wants to make things right and do whatever it takes to win her back. He's ready to suffer to win her back. Will she want him back into the lives of her kids?? Or will she give her heart to someone new.. Alexander's rival and former best friend?
Louisa:
"Congratulations ma'am, you're pregnant!" The doctor announced happily, showing me the results with a cool smile.
"What? Doctor, I'm.." I stammered, my heart pounding forcefully as if I would go breathless. I couldn't believe this. I never knew it was possible.
Years ago I was diagnosed with endometriosis. I couldn't give birth. I had no hopes of having a little one in my belly, I knew I would never feel that special baby's kick.
"Yes ma'am, you're two months pregnant. The baby is safe." He smiled warmly and I nearly stumbled, but he caught me with a smile.
My head was spinning fast. My heart was bubbling with excitement. Finally Alex would be happy. In fact, his mother might even love me. I've suffered cruelty in her hands due to the mere fact that I, a poor simple girl, married into their wealthy family. When she discovered my infertility, her hatred for me worsened.
But now everything will be over. God has finally heard my prayers. He's finally given me a chance at happiness.
I thanked the doctor, trying so hard to hide my smile. For weeks, I've noticed slight changes in my body but I never had the guts to go for a checkup. Tonight, I felt restless so I had to sneak out to see a doctor without anyone's notice.
"Alex would be so happy!!" I squealed like a little girl as I rushed out of the hospital.
I decided to call him, barely containing my happiness. There's no way I'm waiting till I get home. Tomorrow we're going shopping for baby's things – I can't wait– and we'll spend the day together, just the two of us.
He picked up on the second ring. "Babe," I smiled breezily. " I have great news."
"So do I." He said in the coldest voice ever, making my heart skip a beat.
What's happening? Why did he sound that way? His tone was so brutal, as if he was suppressing deep seated rage.
I panicked, trying to play it cool. "What...?
My voice got stuck in my throat when I heard a deep throaty moan from the other end of the line.
"Ouch.. Xander!" A girl moaned sweetly, gasping for air. "Faster!!!!"
Alex immediately disconnected the call, leaving me speechless and flustered.
What's happening??? Was someone in the room with him? Were they.. making out???
I immediately boarded a taxi, my heart racing each second as I was driven to our mansion. I literally flew out of the car, desperate to get inside. In the process, I left my wallet in the taxi but I didn't care. I needed to get in now.
I was about to pass Jenna's room, when I heard the moanings loudly. Oh my goodness... Was that Alex's voice?
"Give it to me, baby!!"
"Faster... daddy!!"
I slammed open the door, my eyes widening with dread. My best friend, Jenna, who lived with us, was making out with my husband. Once Alex saw me, he made a deep grunt, ignoring me completely as he kept thrusting in.
She was pinned to the bed, naked, her legs over his shoulders.
My soul left my body. I felt like I was dead, my body turned cold. Slowly, I dropped to my knees, my body suddenly limp and useless.
"Alexander!! What the fuck are you doing??" I screamed madly, tears spilling out of my eyes.
Finally, he pulled out, zipping his trousers. "You loved that, sugar?" He asked Jenna who pouted, pecking his lips. She adjusted her lacy bra and torn panties.
The pain and anger swirling inside me threatened to consume me. This was the same girl I brought to my matrimonial home because a conflagration destroyed her apartment. She's been living with me for a year.
How could they?
"Oh don't act surprised, you bitch! You think you have a right to question me? After what you did?" He growled menacingly.
I gulped in nothing. "I don't know what you're talking about! What did I do?" I fired, trying not to cry. My chest was tightening.
He laughed harshly. "Denying huh?" He shook his head, pursing his lips. Then, he pulled out his phone showing me a video.
My heart cracked. There were some explicit videos and pictures of me and another man naked on the bed. We were kissing and sucking. What the fuck?? This.... never happened.
"You know, when Jenna told me this, I bluntly refused to believe it. She even showed me sultry conversations with you and some stranger, yet I never believed. Until the day you went with Clara to Washington for her business trip. While she was away you probably slept with men. There are at least five videos of you with five different men!!" He yelled with rage. "You can watch all of them, if you like."
"I got the video a month ago, the same day you got back from the Trip.."
"And since then, we've been sleeping together." Jenna added wickedly, twirling her slightly disheveled golden hair.
I looked at the girl who I called my best friend with disgust. I was speechless, my heart burning with pain. This felt like a joke because I've never for once strayed. I've been faithful to my husband. I would never do this to him.
"This isn't true, please! I would never do this to you! I'm your wife, we've been together for three years, yet you're trusting this stranger? Please Alex..." I tried to touch him but he pushed me forcefully and my butt slammed on the cold floor.
"The fact that you're lying is pissing me off. What have you got to lose bitch, why don't you just confess? I respected and trusted you and this is how you repay me? Making yourself cheap??" He growled with disdain.
"Alexander! I'm pregnant with your child!!" I gasped in desperation. "isn't that what you wanted?"
It's been his wish for years now. It was certainly a shocking revelation especially after I had a disease which nearly destroyed my womb. I never knew I would be this lucky to have a chance. It was incredible.
Alexander and I got married three years ago, and unfortunately I couldn't conceive. He was so thoughtful that he didn't harass me because of it, he made me feel loved. And that's the reason I'm still here – his family abhors me.
My mother-in-law is a shitty woman who vowed to make life miserable for me, but because of her son, she couldn't carry out her sick plans. Alex's sister was just like her. Cruel, psychotic maniac.
"I'm carrying our baby... it's so little, so cute... i.." I stammered, searching frantically for my purse only to remember that I left it at the cab. Shit! The reports were in there.
Alexander sauntered to a desk and roughly grabbed a file. He thrusted it at me, aggressively. "Here. We're done!"
My mind went black with shock as I tried to process everything he was saying. I knew what he was giving me even before I collected it. I exhaled deeply, my chest constricting
"Alexander.... what's this?" I asked in a cracked voice.
"Divorce papers! I'm done with a cheating slut like you!"
"What?" I gasped, my eyes widening with dread.
This can't be happening.
Rachel used to think that her devotion would win Brian over one day, but she was proven wrong when his true love returned. Rachel had endured it all—from standing alone at the altar to dragging herself to the hospital for an emergency treatment. Everyone thought she was crazy to give up so much of herself for someone who didn’t return her feelings. But when Brian received news of Rachel’s terminal illness and realized she didn’t have long to live, he completely broke down. "I forbid you to die!" Rachel just smiled. She no longer needed him. "I will finally be free."
Desperate to handle her grandmother's towering medical bills, Gianna agreed to a contract marriage with Tristan, the enigmatic man she'd once shared a one-night stand with. She assumed they'd fulfill each other's needs and dissolve the arrangement once the terms expired. Unbeknownst to Gianna, this marriage was a dream Tristan had clung to for ten relentless years. Certain she was just filling someone else's role, Gianna prepared to leave when that other woman returned. But Tristan, his eyes burning with unspoken emotion, seized her trembling hand and declared, "You’re mine. Now and always."
Rumors claimed that Fernanda, newly back with her family, was nothing more than a violent country bumpkin. Fernanda just flashed a casual, dismissive grin in response. Another rumor suggested that the usually rational Cristian had lost all sense, madly in love with Fernanda. This frustrated her. She could tolerate gossip about herself, but slander against her beloved crossed the line! Gradually, as Fernanda's multiple identities as a celebrated designer, a savvy gamer, an acclaimed painter, and a successful business magnate came to light, everyone realized they were the ones who had been fooled.
They don't know I'm a girl. They all look at me and see a boy. A prince. Their kind purchase humans like me for their lustful desires. And, when they stormed into our kingdom to buy my sister, I intervened to protect her. I made them take me too. The plan was to escape with my sister whenever we found a chance. How was I to know our prison would be the most fortified place in their kingdom? I was supposed to be on the sidelines. The one they had no real use for. The one they never meant to buy. But then, the most important person in their savage land-their ruthless beast king-took an interest in the "pretty little prince." How do we survive in this brutal kingdom, where everyone hates our kind and shows us no mercy? And how does someone, with a secret like mine, become a lust slave? . AUTHOR'S NOTE. This is a dark romance-dark, mature content. Highly rated 18+ Expect triggers, expect hardcore. If you're a seasoned reader of this genre, looking for something different, prepared to go in blindly not knowing what to expect at every turn, but eager to know more anyway, then dive in! . From the author of the international bestselling book: "The Alpha King's Hated Slave."
Elodie took a deep breath and knocked, the sound echoing in the quiet corridor. A moment of silence passed, broken only by the pounding of her heart. Finally, the door snicked open, revealing a surprised Dashiell. 'Can't you see the Do Not Disturb sign? We don't want-' His initial frown quickly morphed into confusion at the sight of his wife. 'What are you doing here?' he demanded. 'Your girlfriend invited me,' Elodie replied, her voice laced with icy calm. She tried to peer past him, but his broad frame blocked the view. A saccharine voice chimed in from within the room. 'Elodie? Oh dear, we didn't mean for you to find out this way. It's just that-' Elodie cut her short. 'Oh please, Selene. Spare me the fake apologies. You wouldn't have sent me all those texts if you didn't want me to know.' Dashiell shifted uncomfortably, his face a mask of annoyance. 'What texts?' Elodie stepped past him, taking in the luxurious suite with a sardonic smile. The king-sized bed, the scattered rose petals, the lingering scent of sex – it all painted a vivid picture of their betrayal. She looked up at Dashiell, her gaze unwavering. 'I want a divorce.' ****** Dashiell lived a life of luxury, surrounded by the best things money could buy. But when a car accident left him vulnerable, he met Elodie, a seemingly ordinary woman who nursed him back to health. Mistaking her for just another employee, Dashiell entered into a loveless marriage with her solely for convenience. However, fate had a different script in store. Elodie, the 'ordinary nurse,' held a secret more precious than any diamond: she was the sole heiress to Northstar, a vast and powerful enterprise. Unaware of her true identity, Dashiell cast her aside when his ex-girlfriend returned, leaving Elodie humiliated. But Elodie was not one to be easily broken. She shed the facade of the meek nurse, reclaiming her rightful inheritance and stepping into the role of Northstar's CEO. Now, the woman Dashiell discarded was the one holding the reins of power. As Elodie thrives in her new role, Dashiell is consumed by regret. He finally sees Elodie for the extraordinary woman she truly is, realising the depth of his mistake. But will his remorse be enough to win back the heart he so carelessly discarded?
22-year-old Evelyn Carter is attempting to start over in California while avoiding her past. She will be embarking on a new career path as a private school teacher. She is smart, attractive, and doesn't put up with nonsense. Who wouldn't notice her? However, what happens when she attracts the attention of someone unwilling to let her go? Who wants her and nothing else after falling in love at first sight? A 25-year-old billionaire CEO and single father, Lucian Carrington. He takes what he wants and he is also a very dangerous man. All it needed was one look at a stunning woman to realize she was HIS, even though he doesn't believe in relationships because they always end. Preview: Miss Carter, you will be mine. I say firmly. "Release my arm, Mr. Carrington, before I force you to." She says, seeming to smile at me. I give her a sly smile. Squeezing my wrist with her other hand, she twists it uncomfortably. I gave a painful hiss. "Don't underestimate me, Mr. Carrington." "This is the only time I will allow you to walk away from me, Miss Carter." She glared at me as she turned. "Mr. Carrington, I am no possession of yours." I was left standing there when she opened the classroom door and left.