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"Listen, Gadreel Ădegaar," she looked at him, not hesitating this time. "It's my anniversary present for you. Let's divorce." *** Ivory Remington had sacrificed five years to look after her husband Gadreel who was in a vegetative state after an accident and a few months ago, he finally awakened like a miracle. She thought it was the start of their happy life but Gadreel still had no heart for her. On their anniversary and her birthday, she received a cheating video of her dear husband and her stepsister. Heartbroken, Ivory chose to quit this stupid game. She decided to set him free but the reason she left on the divorce agreement pierced Gadreel's noble pride. *** "Impotent? Are you serious?" He gripped her wrist and a dangerous glint flashed in his eyes. "I'm a woman, Gadreel. I'm tired of being in a sexless marriage. Let's end it once and for all." "Sexless, huh?" he chuckled lowly and without warning grabbed her chin in between his hands, pulling her face closer. "Turns out my wife was so eager to get a man between her legs? "
"...oh yes, harder Reel, please fuck me harder!"
Ivory watching a Cell phone video, that shows her husband having sex with another woman, who shamelessly calls out her husband's name.
The woman's wanton moans further fueled the man's masculine ambition as a man. He thrust into her more forcefully, the entire hall filled with the wet slapping of skin and shameless groans.
Ivory bit her lip, her fingers trembling. She didn't expect this betrayal, at least not for the night of their fifth anniversary and her birthday.
when Gadreel was in a vegetative state, she had fought so hard to take him back from Death, yet this was how he chose to repay her.
Suddenly, a provocative text message popped up, like another slap to her face.
"Do you like the birthday gift I sent you, dear sis?" Ivory didn't need a second to recognize it was from her stepsister, Evangeline Remington. She could almost picture her smug expression.
"See? Just tick my finger and he'll run back to me. Don't think your cheap care could touch him, Gadreel just takes you as a poor nanny."
A Poor Nanny? A mockery smile curled on her lips. Was that how he called what she had done for the past five years? She didn't dare to expect his love, after all, their marriage was sudden. But after all she had done for him, she thought he would give her basic respect at least.
How could they humiliate her like this when she was still his legal wife?
"Wait and see, he'll divorce you soon and put his heir in my belly. If it wasn't for you, we deserve this happiness five years ago."
Her shameless words stoked Ivory's anger. How dare she blame it on her for five years ago?
Five years ago, it was Evangeline who was supposed to marry Gadreel. They were in a sweet relationship but when Gadreel headed to the engagement party, an accident left him in a coma. His condition was so dire that even the doctors had no hope for him. Evangeline was so scared that she left the country overnight.
Evangeline abandoned Gadreel first yet now blames Ivory for stealing him away? How ridiculous!
Ivory immediately dialed the number in an attempt to confront this phony b*tch but only to get a busy signal. Coward! She turned to call Gadreel instead as she bet the two were together but suddenly realized that she didn't even have his number.
Ivory replaced her stepsister to marry Gadreel because her father pleaded with her after Evangeline fled. The Remington family was rich but not as powerful as the Ădegaar. They couldn't afford to offend them.
She knew it was only to satisfy her father's selfish desires, but she still agreed. She longed for the warmth and attention of the family more than anyone else. After her mother passed away, her father had practically forgotten about her.
She also felt pity for Gadreel, but more importantly, she loved him. Though he no longer remembered it, they used to be best childhood companions and she had a crush on him from the first sight.
Without any flowers or sweet ceremony, she became Gadreel's wife, working tirelessly day and night to nurse him back to health. Eventually, Gadreel woke up like a miracle a few months ago. She almost wept with joy but he just looked at her with coldness, as if resenting seeing her first instead of Evangeline.
His ward became lively soon and many came to visit. Ivory seemed to have become transparent in their lives again. On a shining afternoon, Gadreel finally spoke to her, but what he spat out was cold and harsh instead.
"Don't expect love from me. You know who has my heart and you'll just be my wife on paper."
Ivory should have learned when he said that. How could she be so naive thinking the marriage was an opportunity not only to gain her father's praise, love, and acceptance but also that of the man she secretly admired?
Ignoring her almost became their habit. And she was just a convenient tool when they needed it.
Being a convenient substitute was not her.
She shouldn't give those vipers any chance to bite her.
Wiping the tears down her cheek, she shut down the video.
Ivory looked at the birthday cake she had prepared, picking up a book of matches and lighting the candles on top.
She watched them burn, never feeling so alone.
"Happy birthday, Ivory. And happy every day from now on." She whispered to herself.
As the candle slowly melted, a thought crossed her mind and she leaned down and blew out her birthday candle, marking it as the start of her new age and the end of her anniversary with Gadreel.
Suddenly, the door opened and like the high prince of the aristocratic world he was, Gadreel walked in. He switched on the lights, chasing away the darkness that had swallowed up the entire house.
He spotted Ivory almost immediately, sitting like a statue in the dining room. His gaze moved from her to the food she had prepared, and back to her again.
She expected him to say something, but the displeasure in those blue eyes of his said enough and without another word, he began heading towards the stairs.
Before she could stop herself, Ivory had stood up in a challenging manner, causing her chair to screech against the floor.
"Aren't you going to say anything to me?"
He turned to look at her and his gaze narrowed.
"What's there to say to you?" His tone was cold. There was no ounce of guilt in his eyes. Their marriage had been just a convenience. He had no love for her.
Swallowing the bitterness, Ivory tried her best not to show her voice shivering, "It's our anniversary.and my birthday."
Gadreel looked back at the food, then at her, and with the most indifferent and coldest look, asked. "So?"
So?
At that moment, Ivory felt another sharp knife stabbing into her heart. So sharp that she needed to strain to keep from fainting by pinching herself. She should have expected it. She was nothing to him.
Gadreel was unaware of her inner tumor at all and continued coldly, "I don't have time for this." Then, he began his journey up the stairs.
"Wait!" Ivory called out.
"It seems I won't be receiving a birthday present from you today," she squeezed a smile on her face as she said bitterly.
That made Gadreel wrinkle deeper. He hated that look on her face as if she suffered a lot for him. No one forced her. It was her own choice to step into this loveless marriage. He had given her the title of Lady Ădegaar and the black card with no limits. She had earned enough from this deal, what was there not to be satisfied with?
"So, how about letting me give you a gift?" Ivory looked at him, her face calmed now.
"Don't bother," Gadreel said impatiently. He was tired enough tonight and he just wanted a good sleep.
"Listen, Gadreel Ădegaar," she didn't hesitate this time. "It's my anniversary present for you. Let's divorce."
After five years of fruitless and loveless marriage to Lucien Albrecht, a business tycoon in Seattle, Ariadne was finally at her wits end. Her husband proposed a divorce on the night of their fifth anniversary, never knowing how much she had forsaken for his love. With a broken heart, Ariadne severed all ties with him for good, going back to her previous identity.. the Heiress of Grey Enterprise. However, never in a thousand years had she thought, when she decided back to be Alexandra Grey, Lucien turned to be the one who wanted Ariadne Albrecht back. Torn between the constant power struggle at the company and her ex husband's watchful gaze, could the young CEO finally gain her set goal? *** "Vying for the position of Mrs. Albrecht?" Alexandra couldn't suppress the chuckle that escaped her lips. "I'd much rather build my own empire than be some man's trophy wife."
"Ms. Crawford, itâs time for you to divorce Mr. Larsen and come home. You're the only heiress the Master's waiting for.â ~â˘~ For the sake of love, Amara accepted the arranged marriage with Tobias William Larsen. She did everything to gain her husbandâs heart but when his old love returned, she realized that all her effort was all for naught. Tobias demanded a divorce on the night of their wedding anniversary, even at the price of threatening her. Heartbroken, she finally dropped all her illusions about him and returned home to be the heiress. The next time she met Tobias, they were no longer couples but opponents. "Mr. Larsen, should I remind you again? We've divorced." "Amara, that's the stupidest mistake I've ever made. Please come back to me."
âGabriel Bryce, how can you stand being so shameless?â Leonica asked, staring daggers at her atrocious husband and his mistress. âThis is the house gifted to my by grandmother, yet you dare bring another woman into it? Arenât you afraid that grandmother would be disappointed with you actionsâŚ?â Leonicaâs words remained unfinished as an enraged Gabriel swung his hand through the air, smacking his palm clean on her left cheek. Leonica held her throbbing cheek, eyes wide and teary as she stared at her husband who glared down at her ferociously. âThe nerves of you to mention my grandmother. You have no right to do so!â He spat, taking a step forward and jabbing his index finger painfully into her shoulder, making her take several steps back. âBare this in mind, Leonica Romero, if not for the wishes of my late grandmother, Iâd much rather be dead than associate myself with somebody like you.â *~*~* *~*~* Leonica Romero has always had a long time crush on Gabriel Bryce, CEO of Bryce Empire and Norwayâs Business tyrant. Fortunately, at the request of his Ill grandmother, her familyâs long time friend, Leonica gets the chance to marry her beloved. Feeling elated, she abandoned her position and dream job in the Romero household and becomes a humble housewife for Gabriel. However, Three years later, on the day of Gabrielâs grandmotherâs funeral, Leonica is stunned speechless when he demands for a divorce, as his ex girlfriend Angelina Fernandez had suddenly returned, proclaiming her undying love for him. But that wasnât the only shock Leonica received that day. Hours after Gabrielâs declaration for a divorce, Leonica wakes up in the hospital to a shocking news. She was two months pregnant. And Gabriel knew nothing about this!
There was only one man in Raegan's heart, and it was Mitchel. In the second year of her marriage to him, she got pregnant. Raegan's joy knew no bounds. But before she could break the news to her husband, he served her divorce papers because he wanted to marry his first love. After an accident, Raegan lay in the pool of her own blood and called out to Mitchel for help. Unfortunately, he left with his first love in his arms. Raegan escaped death by the whiskers. Afterward, she decided to get her life back on track. Her name was everywhere years later. Mitchel became very uncomfortable. For some reason, he began to miss her. His heart ached when he saw her all smiles with another man. He crashed her wedding and fell to his knees while she was at the altar. With bloodshot eyes, he queried, "I thought you said your love for me is unbreakable? How come you are getting married to someone else? Come back to me!"
Elin spent twenty years deeply loving her husband, finally marrying him just as she'd always dreamed. But reality shattered her illusionsâhe wasn't the man she believed. Instead, he callously destroyed her family, crushing her heart beyond repair. At her lowest point, Ruben, equally betrayed that night, approached her steadily. "Marry me, Elin. I'll help you take revenge." Yet, after their wedding, she quickly discovered he was dangerously unpredictable. "I made a mistake. Let's divorce..." Ruben slid his arm possessively around her waist, whispering a chilling promise, "Only in death."
On the day of their wedding anniversary, Joshua's mistress drugged Alicia, and she ended up in a stranger's bed. In one night, Alicia lost her innocence, while Joshua's mistress carried his child in her womb. Heartbroken and humiliated, Alicia demanded a divorce, but Joshua saw it as yet another tantrum. When they finally parted ways, she went on to become a renowned artist, sought out and admired by everyone. Consumed by regret, Joshua darkened her doorstep in hopes of reconciliation, only to find her in the arms of a powerful tycoon. "Say hello to your sister-in-law."
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."
"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.
Due to the plight of her family, Phoebe had no choice but to embark on the path of selling herself. In an accident, she had a tangled night with Alexander. Everything began to derail, and even if she fled to the ends of the earth, she would still be found by him and entangled... *** Phoebe screamed in frustration, "What do you want from me?" What was this supposed to be? He raised an eyebrow wickedly. "What do I want? You'll find out soon enough." With that, he hoisted her up and carried her back into the office. The door slammed shut with a kick, and he cleared the desk with a sweep of his arm before laying her down on it, his body pinning hers in place, completely trapping her in his grasp. Every cell in his body was telling him he wanted her. He wanted to claim her again. This time, there would be no escape for her-he wouldn't let her slip away. Never again. If he had suffered for five years, then this woman wouldn't get off easily either!