Everyone thought Lorenzo truly loved Gracie, until the day of their daughter's heart surgery. To Gracie's utter shock, Lorenzo gave the precious organ needed by their child to another woman. Devastated, Gracie opted for a divorce. Fueled by her need for revenge, Gracie joined hands with Lorenzo's uncle, Waylon, and orchestrated Lorenzo's downfall. In the end, Lorenzo was left with nothing and consumed by remorse. He pleaded for a reconciliation. Gracie thought she was free to move on with her life, but Waylon held her back in a death grip. "Did you think you can just walk out on me?"
"Are you attempting to seduce me?" The man's voice was cold with anger.
Pinned against the bed, Gracie Jones boldly reached up, her fingers tracing a path from his abdomen upward.
She could distinctly feel that at her touch, his muscles tightened immediately.
Her finger halted at his lips, highlighted by her stark wine-red nail polish.
"Yes, are you open to the idea, Waylon?"
The man restraining Gracie was Waylon Hughes, the uncle of her ex-husband.
With a half-smile, Waylon took in her fearless yet poised expression. "Doesn't it worry you that my nephew might find out?"
"He's already my ex," Gracie said, her smile subtle.
Today marked the official end of her marriage to Lorenzo Hughes.
Waylon's face hardened at her words. Releasing her neck, he said sharply, "I'm not interested in you. Leave."
Gracie quickly wrapped her arms around his neck, her voice a soft murmur in his ear, saying, "Waylon, interest isn't just spoken about; it's proven by actions."
Gracie's warm breath against his neck caused a blush to rise to his ear.
He swallowed hard.
Gracie's hand continued its exploration of his abdomen. "You might say one thing, Waylon, but your body seems to disagree."
Heat flooded Waylon's lower abdomen. A tingling sensation spread from the place Gracie had touched.
It was a feeling he had never experienced before.
Waylon grasped her roving hand, his tone firm. "There's a price to getting close to me."
Overcome by his desires, he pressed his lips to hers, her sweet, floral scent enveloping them.
Gracie's clothes were quickly removed...
As Waylon was about to advance further, Gracie stopped him. "Waylon, can you promise me one thing?"
The desire in Waylon's eyes dimmed slightly as he momentarily paused.
Gracie eventually disclosed her true motives.
"Proceed."
Hearing the edge of displeasure in his voice, Gracie tenderly kissed his neck, trying to calm him. "I need you to remove Lorenzo from his position as Chief Executive Officer."
The man facing Gracie was not just the leader of Jorvine's most influential family, the Hughes, but also a key figure in the national economy.
For Waylon, her request was manageable.
"After your divorce, you're no longer a Hughes. Why should I act against Lorenzo for you?"
As Gracie was about to distance herself from Waylon, he continued, "Pick something else."
"Well, then... At the banquet tomorrow night, I want you to..." Gracie murmured something into his ear.
"Alright." No sooner had he consented than Waylon moved closer, pushing aside all else to hold her passionately...
When Waylon woke up, he felt rejuvenated, as if he had savored something extraordinary.
It was the first night in six years he had slept without the aid of sleeping pills.
Turning to his side, he found a cold pillow with a note on it.
Waylon picked up the note nonchalantly. "Dear Waylon, don't forget our agreement!" It was signed off with a smiley face.
The crooked handwriting brought a chill to Waylon's gaze.
He was intrigued to see what Gracie was planning.
Reaching for the phone, Waylon called his assistant, Greg Reed. "Greg, there's something I need you to take care of."
"Mr. Evans, please maintain some dignity. Don't forget I'm your brother's wife!" Having caught her husband and best friend together in the bed, Elena wanted nothing more than to exact revenge on the people she once called family. She refused to be a pitiful divorcee and vowed to make everyone who had once looked down on her beg for forgiveness. And to start with her newfound freedom, Elena indulges in a one-night stand with a stranger. However, what was meant to be a fleeting escape turns into a nightmare when she learns that the stranger is none other than her husband's older brother! Would Elena be free from the shackles of her marriage? Or would the mysterious stranger make her life a living hell since he seemed to have a personal vendetta against his family? [The story is 18+ and involves mature content.]
It was supposed to be a marriage of convenience, but Carrie made the mistake of falling in love with Kristopher. When the time came that she needed him the most, her husband was in the company of another woman. Enough was enough. Carrie chose to divorce Kristopher and move on with her life. Only when she left did Kristopher realize how important she was to him. In the face of his ex-wife’s countless admirers, Kristopher offered her 20 million dollars and proposed a new deal. “Let’s get married again.”
She was the notorious Alana Wilson, a shameful daughter of the Wilson family. Her reputation went downhill after she broke her engagement with her fiance, Albert Harris. They pointed finger at her, calling her a cheater. However, in truth, who was the cheater here? Alana would do anything she could to have her engagement with Albert broken, even if it meant sacrificing her own reputation. Ten years of abuse she endured in her last life was enough. She made sure that in this life, she would never marry that cheating bastard again. As her previous crush, as well as her brother's best friend, Lorenzo Miller is now back to the country, what would happen to her already messed up life? Especially when her ex-fiance also didn't want to leave her alone. Sequel is out now! Rebirth of the Billionaire's Vengeful Actress Wife
"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.
P-please, I beg you. Come let's go tell Christian I had no hand in whatever happened, p-please." I clutched the lapel of his jacket desperately. "Let's go. You need to tell my husband you were paid." "Young lady, you're harassing me." His tone was cold and his stare granite. But I could care less. "You harassed me first! You had sex with me without my consent, my husband knows and now I'm pregnant with this child he doesn't want. You ruined my marriage! I-I hate you!" ************************************ Caught by her husband with another man on their matrimonial bed the morning after her birthday, Hailey Codza could not defend herself. As though it's not enough, she gets pregnant. Her enraged husband decides to pay her back for her infidelity by having an affair with his ex-girlfriend - Denise Kellers, the family Hailey never knew she had. Losing her family's wealth and company to her husband and his ex (now girlfriend), she is devastated, homeless and penniless as all her credit cards are blocked by her husband. She sees the man who is responsible for her pregnancy. The man she has no idea how he'd found his way to her matrimonial bed - Jared Johnson. Jared is annoyed when this strange woman disrupts his meeting and accuses him of ruining her life, marriage and impregnating her. It affects his business deals and having no choice, he marries her to calm the public whilst engaged to someone else. But he loathes her and allows his family treats her badly. Hailey who has fallen in love with Jared is broken when she can no longer take the humiliation. She signs the divorce papers and leaves, only to arrive six years later to the country as a self-made, secret billionaire and a mother of twins. Now her two ex-husbands are begging to have her back...
The whispers said that out of bitter jealousy, Hadley shoved Eric's beloved down the stairs, robbing the unborn child of life. To avenge, Eric forced Hadley abroad and completely cut her off. Years later, she reemerged, and they felt like strangers. When they met again, she was the nightclub's star, with men ready to pay fortunes just to glimpse her elusive performance. Unable to contain himself, Eric blocked her path, asking, "Is this truly how you earn a living now? Why not come back to me?" Hadley's lips curved faintly. "If you’re eager to see me, you’d better join the queue, darling."