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I learned about his secret, and my revenge began. I didn't care anymore about the consequences of my decision; I was too blinded by all the lies. I thought I'd laugh hard to see him crawling on the ground, but to my surprise, I didn't. Perhaps because the truth prevailed that this stubborn heart of mine still loved this man that I now despised. I lied to myself, denying this feeling for him. All because of my stupid revenge. Just when I thought I couldn't fool myself anymore, I realized I was too late. And I just couldn't cry hard enough.
We rested for a while after we arrived home. Our vacation in Hawaii was long enough to make me fall completely for my husband. He cared for me like I was the breath of his life, and he attended to my every need like it was his only lifeline.
"Excited for my surprises?" Sean asked after he lay down at my side, still panting.
We just christened our bedroom with our first lovemaking in the house. The first surprise I got after we stepped inside was to see that the connecting doors of our units were finally opened, converting it to a single, detached house. Everything Sean wanted to do in his absence that involved personal and private matters was always accomplished through Philip.
"I already have everything. How could I ask for more?" I replied, snuggling into his chest. He also lifted my head and inserted his arm under my head, cuddling me closer.
"You deserve to have more. Even before you were born, you are already destined to be great."
I giggled and burrowed my face into my new, favorite spot--his chest. There's something in his masculine scent, especially when it diffused with the fragrance of his musk. I just couldn't understand this weird thing about me lately. Probably, because our souls had then became one.
"What are you talking about?"
"In case you have forgotten, I am Red Nelson, the daughter of a seafarer who lost his life on board. My mother died when I was three, and I grew up under the care of a nanny. When dad left, a heartless businessman took me in. He provided me a home, funded my education, and bought me all those fancy things. He gave me everything, except for his damn heart. All because a beautiful woman named Calla already owned it."
"Where's my part of the story?" Sean grumbled, and I giggled again. I just love to see his sulking face, even if it was just an act. In those days we were alone with each other, away from our real world and away from work, I was glowing in his love.
"One day, when I got too fed up and humiliated, I happened to met a young and stunningly handsome billionaire. One time, he made me crazy in thinking he got infected by the Bronc X virus. Since then, he turned himself into a shadow."
"Shadow?" He turned to his side and placed his elbow on the pillow, raising his hand and rested his head on his palm.
I smiled at how interested he seemed in listening to his part of my story. "Shadow, because wherever I turned my head, he was always there. When I needed a partner on the dance floor, he came over like my knight in shining armor. When I needed a shoulder to cry on, he gave me his. When I needed a job to get away from Eric, he offered me one. When I needed a house, he offered me a unit. Only that I didn't know that the unit he offered is connected to his own."
"What else?"
"Later on, he hurt me with his lies. I learned that she kept the woman, the woman who gave him the first romantic experience, and the woman who first made his heart beat. Most of all, the woman who carried his baby in his womb."
"Babe-" He started to reason out, but I cut him by placing a hand in his mouth.
"I tried to understand, and I tried to see it in a good way. Mr.Sean Grey has a good heart; he just can't turn his back on his child. And because he proved it to me by being persistent in asking for my hand in marriage, I gave him my whole heart. If a man asks to marry a woman, I believe he wants to be with her forever."
He hugged me tighter and kissed me on the forehead. "I'm sorry, dear. I didn't want to hurt you unnecessarily. President Abella asked me to hide her from the angry people, and so I did. Also, because Calla is pregnant and that she said the baby could be mine."
I didn't know why I suddenly felt a sense of bitterness. Maybe, I was just jealous. "Didn't she ask you to marry her for your child's sake?"
"Of course, she did. But as I said, I want only you in my life."
He started kissing me again, and I felt that in that kiss, he wanted to make up for lying to me. He wanted to let me feel that he, indeed, wanted no other woman to be with him in his whole life, except me.
Touched by his move, I also kissed him back and gave him my full submission. And before we knew it, we were already into another round of sensual lovemaking.
"Now, let's take a bath and go out for lunch," Sean said after he pulled out from me.
"No, I'm tired."
"Then, I'll help you."
Without waiting for a reply, he picked me in his arms and brought me to the bathroom. I allowed him to wash me, a routine that I always loved. Closing my eyes as I dipped into the lukewarm and scented water, I waited until he rinsed and carried me back to my room.
Later at the closest restaurant to our house, we chose a table close to the glass wall where we could see outside.
"What do you like for a drink?" I asked Sean as I flipped the pages of the menu to the beverage section.
Silence answered me. I glanced at him and found that he was staring outside. I followed his eyes, and I saw Philip coming out of his new, expensive car and walked towards one of the vehicles in the parking lot. As I followed Philip with my eyes, I also glanced at Sean. His eyes were sharp as he cast an intense gaze at Philip.
Soon, his eyes widened in shock as Philip opened the door of another car. I also looked closer, and I realized that the man behind the steering wheel was Eric!
"Babe, let's go!" Sean said, pulling my hand and helped me spring to my feet. He did not wait for my reply, and I got nervous. Sean was never like this--he always waited for my decision in almost everything.
Running fast to cope up with his long strides, I held his hand as we took the exit door.
"Guard, do you have a car-for-hire here?"
"Yes, sir. I'll call one."
He never explained what he was doing, and he seemed lost in his thoughts. He only got back to reality when the car stopped in front of us.
"Get in, babe! Fast!"
Left with no choice, I gave in to the enemy's demand. I agreed to dance with the alpha's daughter from Midwinter's pack on the night of my mating ceremony. I swayed with her. Spin her gracefully around the dance floor. The horrified eyes of my entire pack burn on me, demanding an explanation. I didn't just break the sacred rule we held on to for generations. I also ripped my mate's heart apart. Not giving her the honor of that last dance could mean one thing – it's over between us. .
We're both heartbroken. Ella lost a fiancé, and I lost a wife. Our paths crossed when I was trying to move on, and she in her denial stage. I thought we could help each other heal our broken hearts, so I tried to remove the guards I had been trying to secure around myself. And before I knew who she really was, I found myself falling in love again. However, fate always slaps me with its irony. Because I found out that all along, she was the secret enemy that had set out to destroy me. All because I was the one who caused her heartaches — the one who killed her fiancé.
Yen found out that she had been into a traumatic incident five years ago that caused her to forget a huge part of her past. And that past included her marriage to Kim, the CEO of the company she was working for. She may not have recognized him right away, but there was something about Kim that drew her emotionally to him. But having already married Zed, an almost perfect husband to her except for his sexual flaw, Yen found it hard to let him go. She tried to convince her boss to move on and let her live in peace with Zed, but Kim wasn't the kind to concede. What would happen then? Who would win the fight? And who would she choose in the end?
Indebted to Jim who accepted and loved her unconditionally despite her dark past, Jia vowed to forever give her life to him. She had no reason not to; Jim loved her and her son like his own. She thought she was over with Anthon, the man who caused her so much pain. Yet one day, their paths crossed again, and her heart began beating for him again. Torn between the sense of indebtedness and her own heart's desire, choosing then became so complicated. As both men were fighting for her love, who would she choose? Would she listen to her heart's desire, or would she keep her gratitude?
I stepped out of the prison doors towards the road of freedom. I should be happy because I had been here for five wretched years. All the pieces of evidence that my fiancee's lover set up to drive me out of her life pointed to me as the murderer. Little did I know that behind those bars inside the cell, my heart remained trapped. I stopped and turned to take a final glimpse of the building that had been my home for a long time. My lips twisted into a bitter smile, mocking at life's irony. All because of the truth that I no longer wanted to be free.
After marrying Zed, Yen soon realized that her perfect life was not what she expected. Zed harbored a dark flaw, a disorder that impacted their lives, creating insecurities and emotional turmoil. Committed to her marriage, Yen set about trying to solve their issues but this was soon challenged when she found herself having recurring dreams about another man. This man in her dreams was her boss but to Yen, they seemed more like memories than actual dreams, causing her to question her life and her very marriage to Zed. Did Yen have a forgotten past with her boss? If she were to search for answers, could they cause conflict or could it lead to happiness?
"Never let anyone treat you like shit!" I learned that the hard way. For three years, I lived with my in-laws. They didn't treat me as their son-in-law but as a slave. I put up with everything because of my wife, Yolanda Lambert. She was the light of my life. Unfortunately, my whole world came crashing down the day I caught my wife cheating on me. I have never been so heartbroken. To have my revenge, I revealed my true identity. I was none other than Liam Hoffman—the heir of a family with trillions of dollars in assets! The Lamberts were utterly shocked after the big reveal. They realized what fools they had been for treating me like trash. My wife even knelt down and begged for my forgiveness. What do you think I did? Did I take her back or made her suffer? Find out!
After two years of marriage, Sadie was finally pregnant. Filled with hope and joy, she was blindsided when Noah asked for a divorce. During a failed attempt on her life, Sadie found herself lying in a pool of blood, desperately calling Noah to ask him to save her and the baby. But her calls went unanswered. Shattered by his betrayal, she left the country. Time passed, and Sadie was about to be wed for a second time. Noah appeared in a frenzy and fell to his knees. "How dare you marry someone else after bearing my child?"
In order to fulfill her grandfather's last wish, Stella entered into a hasty marriage with an ordinary man she had never met before. However, even after becoming husband and wife on paper, they each led separate lives, barely crossing paths. A year later, Stella returned to Seamarsh City, hoping to finally meet her mysterious husband. To her astonishment, he sent her a text message, unexpectedly pleading for a divorce without ever having met her in person. Gritting her teeth, Stella replied, "So be it. Let’s get a divorce!" Following that, Stella made a bold move and joined the Prosperity Group, where she became a public relations officer that worked directly for the company’s CEO, Matthew. The handsome and enigmatic CEO was already bound in matrimony, and was known to be unwaveringly devoted to his wife in private. Unbeknownst to Stella, her mysterious husband was actually her boss, in his alternate identity! Determined to focus on her career, Stella deliberately kept her distance from the CEO, although she couldn't help but notice his deliberate attempts to get close to her. As time went on, her elusive husband had a change of heart. He suddenly refused to proceed with the divorce. When would his alternate identity be uncovered? Amidst a tumultuous blend of deception and profound love, what destiny awaited them?
To the public, she was the CEO's executive secretary. Behind closed doors, she was the wife he never officially acknowledged. Jenessa was elated when she learned that she was pregnant. But that joy was replaced with dread as her husband, Ryan, showered his affections on his first love. With a heavy heart, she chose to set him free and leave. When they met again, Ryan's attention was caught by Jenessa's protruding belly. "Whose child are you carrying?!" he demanded. But she only scoffed. "It's none of your business, my dear ex-husband!"
Sawyer, the world's top arms dealer, stunned everyone by falling for Maren—the worthless girl no one respected. People scoffed. Why chase a useless pretty face? But when powerful elites began gathering around her, jaws dropped. "She's not even married to him yet—already cashing in on his power?" they assumed. Curious eyes dug into Maren's past... only to find she was a scientific genius, a world-renowned medical expert, and heiress to a mafia empire. Later, Sawyer posted online. "My wife treats me like the enemy. Any advice?"
"You're mine, little puppy," Kylan growled against my neck. A soft gasp escaped my lips as his lips brushed my skin. My mind screamed at me to push him away-the Lycan Prince who had humiliated me again and again, but my body betrayed me, leaning into him before I could stop myself. He pressed his lips against mine, and his kiss grew more aggressive, more possessive as I felt my legs weaken. What was I doing? In a split-second, I pulled away and slapped him hard across the face. Kylan's eyes darkened, but the smirk on his lips exposed his amusement. "You and I both know we can't fight this, Violet," he said, gripping my wrist. "You're my mate." "And yet you don't want me," I replied. "You told me you were ashamed of me, that l'd never be your queen, that you'd never love me. So please, accept my rejection and let me go." "Never," he whispered, his grip tightening as he pulled me closer. "Soon enough, you'll be begging for me. and when you do-I'll use you as I see fit and then I'll reject you."