Naomi Mitchell, blinded by love, gave up all riches to be with her husband, but a heart-breaking revelation takes her back to her life of wealth on her journey of revenge through self-revival.
Naomi Mitchell, blinded by love, gave up all riches to be with her husband, but a heart-breaking revelation takes her back to her life of wealth on her journey of revenge through self-revival.
The hall was large and spacious enough to accommodate over fifty people and still had enough space to move around. Everyone was in a jolly mood that particular evening, dancing, drinking and chatting sophisticatedly.
Naomi Mitchell was at wit's end watching the man she called her husband flirting shamelessly and touching openly, another woman he had chosen not to forget in his life. Grace.
Grace was his first love and after her relationship failed, she returned to steal Naomi's husband, Justin Miller, who seemed to be effortlessly working.
Justin finally left Grace and Grace approached Naomi with a proud smile, knowing well that her plan was working without flaw. "Let's talk." She went to Naomi and strutted into the kitchen.
Naomi heaved a gentle sigh to calm herself before dropping her glass and following after Grace.
She crossed her arms as she rested her hip against the counter. "What?"
"Nothing, you just couldn't seem to get your eyes off me, so I thought you had something to say to me." Grace said with a smirk.
Naomi scoffed. "You must be joking, why won't you back off my husband?"
Grace chuckled. "Oh, so that's why you have been staring at us. "Jealousy much?" She crossed her arms below her breast with a grin as she asked.
"He chose me and that's why we are married. "Why don't you just give up and stop trying to ruin my marriage?"
Grace chuckled. "Oh really? "You really think that he chose you because he wanted to?" Why don't I show you that I'm the one he'll always love?" She said as she started towards the array of knives.
"What do you think you are doing?" Naomi took a hesitant step backward as fear gripped her by the throat.
Grace trailed her finger across the knives and picked up one. "Sharp." She said with a devilish smirk.
"Stop it!" Whatever it is you are thinking, don't do it!" Naomi tried to reason with Grace, but the girl was too crazy.
"Then stop me!" Tell me that you'll give up Justin because he belongs with me! Grace yelled out with eyes glaring with hatred.
"Justin chose me! "I'm the one he loves!" For some reason, Naomi felt like she was saying it to convince herself and not Grace.
"Wrong choice of words." Grace pierced her own skin with the sharp end of the knife and immediately, blood poured down from her stomach and dropped to the ground.
She was covered in her own blood, and she stumbled towards Naomi and pressed the bloody knife into her palm.
Naomi was horrified as blood stained her hand and her white dress.
"Ah! Somebody help me!" Grace stumbled towards the door and collapsed to the ground.
Almost immediately, Justin hurried towards her and picked her into his arms. His eyes flickered with anger as he looked up at his wife. "You did this, didn't you?"
Naomi was too terrified to speak. The blood-stained knife had fallen to the ground in front of her and fear caused her to freeze to the ground.
"She... she stabbed me..." Grace murmured as she clung closely to Justin.
"I..." Naomi swallowed hard. "I didn't do it." She gasped.
"Somebody call 911!" he yelled out as he hugged her closer to himself. "What possessed you to do something so out of control?" His eyes burnt with hatred as he glared at her.
She had thought a man she was married to for three years would trust her words over any others, but she was wrong. She hated that she knew it.
All eyes were on her now as she stood dumbfounded in the kitchen. It was only then that she was able to recollect her thoughts.
Grace never meant to have a word with her. That was the sly woman's plan from the very moment she lured her into the kitchen.
How crazy could a woman get to stab herself just for show?
"I really didn't–"
"Shut your trap! "Why didn't I see this coming?" He murmured to himself as he picked Grace off the ground and hurried out of the hall.
Naomi just stood there, terrified.
After gathering herself, she left for her bedroom to change into something with no blood stains. A while later, she heard a knock on her door and she jumped to her feet to open it.
Standing by the door was a tall, buff man with cold black eyes. His name was Gregg. "Mr Miller requests your presence."
Naomi swallowed hard at the thought of confronting her husband's father. Mr George Miller was just as hard-headed as his son. They shared the same cold icy blue eyes and perfect bodily features.
But there was no escaping her sentence. She puffed her chest and followed Gregg down the hallway and, after a deep breath, waltzed into Mr Miller's study.
It all happened so fast, yet she managed to dodge it by a hair. Mr Miller's phone went flying directly at her face as she walked in, and a horrified gasp left her mouth.
The man hadn't noticed her walk in and didn't intentionally aim for her, but he was not sorry about it. "Great, you're here. How do you plan on handling the mess you have created? "The press won't stop bothering me!" he growled.
She yelped in his voice. "I– I'm sorry, but I didn't do it! I really didn't–" A hard-covered book hit her directly in the face, causing her nose to bleed as she cried out in pain.
"You worthless b*tch!" I knew you had nothing but bad luck ever since you joined my family. "Now look what you've done!" He spat out at her. "I ought to kill you by myself!" He growled as he hurled everything his hands could reach at her.
As unbearable as the pain was for Naomi, she dared not move away. All she could do was stand there in tears and endure the pain.
When there was nothing within his reach anymore, Mr Miller finally gave it a rest. His face scrunched into an ugly frown. "You had better not cause any more trouble for my family or else... I'll really kill you then."
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Ella Johnson had spent so long wishing that the moon goddess mated her to her best friend, Keith Kingston, who was the son of their alpha. But her best friend rejects her on the spot when this happens and sells her to the Kennedy brothers. Feeling like her life couldn't be more surprising, she soon finds out that all three of the brothers are her mates and each of them is ready to turn the earth upside down for her even though they bully her.
Ellie believed that she had everything: a devoted partner in Daniel, a residence, and a bright outlook on life. However, her world comes crashing down after she suffers a great betrayal. As the situation develops, Ellie becomes the stereotypical innocent victim of circumstance in a serious and unexpected turn of events. Eloquent as she may be, Daniel's poisonous words alter the course of her existence, and the courthouse becomes a cage for all her dreams and ambitions where, showering in silence, she is robbed of all her tomorrows. With Daniel in control of the powers that be and her best friend Emily abandoning her, Ellie is thrown into prison, which she perceives as a death sentence. Yet, on her way to the rehabilitation center, a different side of her that she had never known emerges. Daniel may have quite a few things, but he did not anticipate one, which is Ellie's spirit. While Elaine, all this while, has been a puppet conniving spirit for quite some time, the twist comes as she gets sick and tired of the isolation and decides to fight for her life and all that makes her, her. This compelling story of betrayal, strength, and endurance will keep you on the edge of your seat right to the last word. Does Ellie have it in her to rise from the extreme destruction that Daniel has caused to her? Or is that the end for Ellie as Daniel's sadistic tendencies take full charge and crush her completely?
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Isabelle Everett's perfect life crumbles when her billionaire husband, Damion Ryder, serves her divorce papers on their anniversary. Betrayal, heartbreak, and deceit propel her into a six-year journey of self-discovery. Now, with secrets exposed and old flames rekindled, Isabelle must choose between the man who broke her heart or her high school sweetheart, the one who's always loved her but has an ulterior motive. Will forgiveness transform their lives, or will the past destroy their future?
Taraji Inez Monroe was going through the toughest time of her life. Her mother had been diagnosed with a serious heart condition and needed emergency surgery to get a stent put in. The only problem was that the surgery cost a fortune, and Tara was desperate to find a way to save her mother's life. She had been blessed with good looks and a banging body, and she knew that there was only one thing she could sell to raise the money her mother needed. And what better place than a high-end club to kickstart her plan where she knew the highest bidders would be? As she made her way through the swarming mass of people, her gaze fell upon a man who emanated an aura of mystery. He was ruggedly handsome, with sharp features and a firm jawline. His eyes were deep-set and piercing. Despite his captivating appearance, there was an air of arrogance about him that made her hesitate and before she knew it, she was in his hotel room bent over. Antonio Nikos Valioso, the bipolar heir claimed her virtue in the most brutal way possible and then announced that he would marry her as tradition demanded. ...
Being second best is practically in my DNA. My sister got the love, the attention, the spotlight. And now, even her damn fiancé. Technically, Rhys Granger was my fiancé now-billionaire, devastatingly hot, and a walking Wall Street wet dream. My parents shoved me into the engagement after Catherine disappeared, and honestly? I didn't mind. I'd crushed on Rhys for years. This was my chance, right? My turn to be the chosen one? Wrong. One night, he slapped me. Over a mug. A stupid, chipped, ugly mug my sister gave him years ago. That's when it hit me-he didn't love me. He didn't even see me. I was just a warm-bodied placeholder for the woman he actually wanted. And apparently, I wasn't even worth as much as a glorified coffee cup. So I slapped him right back, dumped his ass, and prepared for disaster-my parents losing their minds, Rhys throwing a billionaire tantrum, his terrifying family plotting my untimely demise. Obviously, I needed alcohol. A lot of alcohol. Enter him. Tall, dangerous, unfairly hot. The kind of man who makes you want to sin just by existing. I'd met him only once before, and that night, he just happened to be at the same bar as my drunk, self-pitying self. So I did the only logical thing: I dragged him into a hotel room and ripped off his clothes. It was reckless. It was stupid. It was completely ill-advised. But it was also: Best. Sex. Of. My. Life. And, as it turned out, the best decision I'd ever made. Because my one-night stand isn't just some random guy. He's richer than Rhys, more powerful than my entire family, and definitely more dangerous than I should be playing with. And now, he's not letting me go.
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Once Alexia was exposed as a fake heiress, her family dumped her and her husband turned his back on her. The world expected her to break-until Waylon, a mysterious tycoon, took her hand. While doubters waited for him to drop her, Alexia showed skill after shocking skill, leaving CEOs gaping. Her ex begged to come back, but she shut him down and met Waylon's gaze instead. "Darling, you can count on me." He brushed her cheek. "Sweetheart, rely on me instead." Recently, international circles reeled from three disasters: her divorce, his marriage, and their unstoppable alliance crushing foes overnight.
To most, Verena passed for a small-town clinic doctor; in truth, she worked quiet miracles. Three years after Isaac fell hopelessly for her and kept vigil through lonely nights, a crash left him in a wheelchair and stripped his memory. To keep him alive, Verena married him, only to hear, "I will never love you." She just smiled. "That works out-I'm not in love with you, either." Entangled in doubt, he recoiled from hope, yet her patience held him fast-kneeling to meet his eyes, palm warm on his hair, steadying him-until her glowing smile rekindled feelings he believed gone forever.
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