Get the APP hot

The Unwanted Luna

His Unwanted Wife Is A Genius Director

His Unwanted Wife Is A Genius Director

Romance

5.0

For ten years, Kinsley played the perfect, invisible wife to billionaire Christian Decker. She lived on a meager allowance, secretly pouring her heart into earning first place for a prestigious Hollywood directing fellowship. But on the day her gold-stamped acceptance letter arrived, she stood outside his study and heard him give her hard-earned spot to Blair, his live-in mistress. Christian casually dismissed Kinsley's months of grueling work, claiming a mere housewife didn't need industry resources. He threw an unlimited black credit card on the desk, telling her to go buy some jewelry and stop throwing a tantrum. That same night, he paraded Blair at a Wall Street gala wearing the Decker family's heirloom sapphire, letting Manhattan's elite look at Kinsley with pity and mockery. When Blair boldly moved into their master bedroom, Christian fiercely defended the mistress, warning Kinsley not to cause a scene over nothing. Ten years of quiet devotion were trampled for a fake heiress's vanity. Kinsley looked at the man she had loved, her heart turning completely to ash. She finally understood that in this massive estate, there was never any room for her. She took off her platinum wedding ring, left all his luxury gifts behind, and walked out of the mansion empty-handed. Then, she calmly dialed a private number to her production team. "Scrap the fellowship transition. I'm taking the director's chair directly." She was going to make Blair audition for her on a global live stream, and let Christian watch his precious investment burn.

Chapter 1

"Cross out Kinsley's name. Give the Barnett fellowship to Blair."

Christian Decker's deep voice was smooth, flat, and unwavering. It cut through the quiet second-floor hallway of the Manhattan penthouse.

Kinsley Carney stood frozen outside the mahogany double doors. In her right hand, she gripped a carefully wrapped velvet box containing a vintage tie clip she had spent half a year tracking down for her husband's birthday. In her left, her knuckles turned white around the thick parchment envelope from the Eric Barnett Studio, the gold-foil seal biting painfully into her palm.

Inside the study, paper rustled. Armani Sims, her husband's executive assistant, cleared his throat with obvious hesitation.

"But Mr. Decker," Armani said carefully. "Mrs. Decker earned first place in the blind evaluation. She prepared for three months, staying up consecutive nights until she was hospitalized for a bleeding ulcer. If we strip her of her own achievement now..."

"Her achievement?" Christian Decker interrupted. His tone dripped with aristocratic disdain. "She's a married woman. What is she going to do? Run off to Hollywood and make a fool of herself on a film set? She belongs at home. She can't even manage a dinner party without complaining of exhaustion, let alone direct a film. Blair, on the other hand, actually has a future in this industry. She needs this pedigree."

The words felt like physical blows. Kinsley's breath hitched, her chest tearing with a suffocating agony.

She hadn't just "prepared." She had bled herself dry for this evaluation. For three years, she had been the secret ghost-director behind his media empire's most profitable projects, sacrificing her own name and spotlight to quietly build his throne. She had almost killed herself for this open evaluation, desperate to finally step into the light and hoping—just once—to win her husband's respect.

But to Christian, her agonizing labor wasn't just worthless; it was an embarrassment. He didn't just refuse to support her career—he was casually robbing her of her hard-earned fruits, handing her life's work to Blair as if it were a cheap trinket. In his arrogant eyes, she was nothing but an incompetent, useless housewife who couldn't do anything right.

"Christian, please don't be so harsh on Kinsley." Blair Johnson's soft, fragile voice drifted through the door. "She tried so hard. Even if the evaluators only passed her because they knew she was your wife... if she finds out you gave her spot to me, she'll hate me."

Blair was a charity ward the Decker family had sponsored since childhood. Kinsley had always treated her with genuine warmth, yet Blair's innocent reliance had morphed into something subtly provocative, a secret intimacy that Christian indulged with exclusive favoritism.

"Let her be mad," Christian replied with that terrifyingly gentle patience he reserved only for Blair. "Giving a masterclass slot to a housewife who has zero talent is just throwing resources into the garbage. Our marriage was a three-year business arrangement to save her family's bankrupt company. I pay for her luxurious life; her only job is to stay out of the public eye and not embarrass the Decker name. If she throws a tantrum, I'll just buy her another limited-edition Birkin. She'll quiet down."

Kinsley did not turn away. She did not cry. The burning hope in her chest simply turned to ash.

She placed her palm against the heavy mahogany door and pushed it open.

The door hit the wall with a dull thud.

The three people inside stopped instantly.

Blair was perched on the armrest of Christian's leather chair. Seeing Kinsley, Blair immediately shrank behind Christian's broad shoulders, her hands twisting the hem of her cashmere cardigan. But Kinsley caught it—the fleeting, triumphant smirk dancing in Blair's teary eyes, a silent, mocking declaration of victory.

Christian sat behind the massive walnut desk. His icy blue eyes lifted, scanning Kinsley's pale face. There was not a trace of guilt on his face, only a flick of annoyance.

"You don't knock anymore?" Christian demanded, his voice sharp and condescending.

Kinsley walked across the room, her leather heels clicking against the polished oak floor. She tossed the thick envelope and the velvet birthday box onto the desk. They slid across the surface and stopped right against his platinum cufflinks.

"Since you heard, Armani doesn't need to brief you," Christian said, loosening his silk tie with a slow tug.

Blair peeked out from behind his shoulder, stepping slightly closer to Christian so their arms brushed.

"Kinsley, I'm so sorry!" Blair's voice shook with practiced innocence. "I just mentioned to Christian that I really wanted to study under Eric Barnett, and he... he just insisted. Please don't be mad at him. If you want, I can let you be my assistant when I go to LA?"

The sheer audacity of the provocation hung heavily in the air.

Kinsley looked at her. Her gaze was as flat and cold as a sheet of winter ice.

"Save the performance, Blair. There are no cameras in this room."

Blair flinched and grabbed Christian's sleeve, burying her face in his arm. "Christian, she's glaring at me..."

Christian stood up. At six-foot-two, he towered over the desk, casting a broad shadow that swallowed the warm lamp light. He reached into his breast pocket, pulled out an all-black titanium credit card, and tossed it toward her. It landed on the carpet directly at Kinsley's feet.

"That is enough, Kinsley," Christian snapped. His tone was laced with disgust. "The slot goes to Blair. You have no business playing pretend career-woman anyway. You'd fail in a week and drag my company's reputation down with you. Pick up the card. Go to Fifth Avenue tomorrow and buy whatever shiny things you want. Be a good Mrs. Decker and stop embarrassing yourself."

Kinsley stared at the black card on the floor. It was the ultimate insult—a bone thrown to a beggar whose lifeblood had just been drained.

A bitter, beautiful smile touched the corner of her lips, clean and devoid of warmth. She knew she didn't have the leverage to fight him openly yet. But she didn't need to. It simply wasn't the right time.

She took a step back, putting clear space between them.

"No need," she said, her voice even. "If she wants my spot, I hope she can actually survive it."

Christian froze. A flicker of startled irritation crossed his face as if he was unequipped for her silence.

His thumb moved to his left hand, tracing the platinum band on his ring finger.

"Watch your tone," he warned, his jaw tightening. "Don't mistake my patience for an excuse to throw tantrums."

Kinsley didn't blink. She turned around and walked out of the study, her back straight and her steps measured.

She crossed the corridor and entered the master bedroom, shutting the door behind her with a soft click. Leaning against the dark wood paneling, she let out a long, slow breath. The tiny thread of hope that had tied her to this house snapped cleanly in the dark.

Walking over to the king-sized bed, she picked up her private phone and dialed Julian Foster.

Julian, one of the most powerful producers in independent cinema, answered on the second ring.

"Kinsley? Did Barnett's office send the confirmation?"

"Forget the fellowship, Julian," Kinsley said, her voice dropping into the cold, surgical cadence of a director in pre-production. "Activate the backup plan. I'm taking the director's chair on Crossing River directly."

Julian drew a sharp breath over the line.

"Are you sure? Taking total creative control means putting yourself right in front of the firing line."

"I've stayed in the shadows long enough," she said. "Draft the contracts tonight. It's time to take back what belongs to me."

She hung up, tossed the phone onto the velvet duvet, and turned toward the bathroom vanity to remove her earrings.

Before her fingers touched the diamond studs, the bedroom door flew open.

Christian stepped across the threshold, his eyes burning with controlled fury.

Continue Reading
The Unwanted Luna: Secret Heiress Of The White Wolf

The Unwanted Luna: Secret Heiress Of The White Wolf

Werewolf

5.0

I walked into my kitchen to find my husband's assistant wearing nothing but his white dress shirt. Jami sat on the granite counter, sipping coffee from my favorite mug. My husband, Dustin, stood next to her, smiling in a way he hadn't smiled at me in years. When they saw me, there was no shame. Instead, Jami sent a photo to my phone while sitting ten feet away. It was an ultrasound. "The Alpha's bloodline," the caption read. "Something you couldn't give him." I demanded an explanation, but Dustin only looked at me with cold, dead eyes. "She carries my heir, Eliana," he said, shielding her with his body. "You are barren and unstable. Go back to bed." When I refused, he used the Alpha Command to force me to my knees, humiliating me in my own home while his mistress watched with a triumphant smirk. He thought I was just a submissive wife. He thought I was trapped by the bond, acting as an endless battery for him to drain to keep his own volatile power in check. He conveniently forgot that before I was his Luna, I was the sole heiress to the David mining dynasty. He forgot that everything in this house—from the security system to the very foundation—was paid for with my money. I fought against the crushing weight of his command and forced myself to stand. "I reject you, Dustin Powell." As he collapsed in agony from the severed bond, I didn't help him. I picked up my phone and called my legal team. "I want it all gone," I ordered, staring at the horror on his face. "If I bought it, take it. Start with the mattress."

The Unwanted Luna

The Unwanted Luna

Werewolf

4.0

There is only so much a woman can take and Amelia Solace had reached her breaking point. All she had ever wanted was a mate but fate cursed her by giving her a one who's heart beat for another woman. He loathed her very existence and he never failed to remind her that. her only source of sunshine wa

Claimed by the Unwanted Luna's Second Alpha

Claimed by the Unwanted Luna's Second Alpha

Werewolf

5.0

I was the Luna of the Battle-Axe Pack, but to my husband and family, I was nothing more than a pathetic placeholder for my sister, Kallie. The day I was diagnosed with a rare, terminal condition that left me with only two months to live, I rushed to them seeking comfort. Instead, I was dragged to K

The Unwanted Luna's Genius Return

The Unwanted Luna's Genius Return

Werewolf

5.0

I just lost my baby in a freezing underground clinic, my reproductive vitality permanently destroyed. Meanwhile, my fated mate, the supreme Alpha Gerard, was on the news shielding Demetra—the woman who stole my identity as his savior. He then used his absolute Alpha Command to force my hemorrhagin

The Unwanted Luna's Defiant Second Chance

The Unwanted Luna's Defiant Second Chance

Werewolf

5.0

I died once. Alone. Forgotten. Exiled to a tiny cottage while my fiancé built his empire without me. But the Moon Goddess gave me a second chance. When I nearly drowned in my own family's lake, the memories came flooding back-every tear, every humiliation, every slow, bitter year of my first life. A

The Unwanted Luna: Claimed By The True Alpha King

The Unwanted Luna: Claimed By The True Alpha King

Werewolf

5.0

For seven years, I was the barren, wolf-less Luna, tolerating my husband's coldness and his "friendship" with Haven. I thought I was defective. Until I found the papers transferring our pack's wealth to Haven's son—a boy with Aiden's eyes. When I tried to leave, Haven framed me for kidnapping the

The Unwanted Luna: Secret Heiress Of The White Wolf

The Unwanted Luna: Secret Heiress Of The White Wolf

Werewolf

5.0

I walked into my kitchen to find my husband's assistant wearing nothing but his white dress shirt. Jami sat on the granite counter, sipping coffee from my favorite mug. My husband, Dustin, stood next to her, smiling in a way he hadn't smiled at me in years. When they saw me, there was no shame. I

The Unwanted Omega Luna

The Unwanted Omega Luna

Werewolf

3.5

Aria, a young omega of the Silver Moon pack, has always dreamed of being chosen as the mate of Liam, the pack's powerful alpha. But on the sacred night of the mating ceremony, Liam publicly rejects Aria, shattering her heart and dreams. Devastated, she flees into the forest, only to be saved from ce

The Unwanted Plus Size Luna

The Unwanted Plus Size Luna

Werewolf

5.0

"I reject you." Kade said it in front of the entire pack. Wren stood there in a claiming dress that was one size too tight, and the whole crowd noticed. Plus-size. Laughed at. Left standing alone while the future Alpha walked straight to her sister. She didn't beg. She didn't cry where they could

Alpha Unwanted Luna Mate

Alpha Unwanted Luna Mate

Werewolf

5.0

Elmira Jones, the daughter of the famous cruel Alpha Raymond, ruler of the Blood Moon pack, receives hate Immediately she is born. Her mother passed away, prompting the pack members to hate her, and including her family members. The day she turned 18th, she was sold off to the mateless Alpha. Al

The Vengeful Return Of His Unwanted Luna

The Vengeful Return Of His Unwanted Luna

Werewolf

5.0

I was bringing a cup of chamomile tea to my fated mate, Cameron, hoping to ease the growing distance between us. Instead, through the crack of his study door, I caught him tangling with my half-sister, Ana, on his desk. When I tried to flee the manor, I found the exits barricaded by his personal gua

His Unwanted Exile Becomes The True Luna

His Unwanted Exile Becomes The True Luna

Werewolf

5.0

I woke up in a freezing exile wagon as Elara Vance, the only "wolfless" member of a disgraced werewolf family. We were thrown out into the brutal Frostfang Wilds to die. The ruthless Alpha of the Black Moon Pack, Kaelen Blackwood, took one look at my fragile body and assigned us a rotting, splinter

The Unwanted Runt Becomes The White Wolf Luna

The Unwanted Runt Becomes The White Wolf Luna

Werewolf

5.0

On my eighteenth birthday, I expected to find my Fated Mate. Instead, I found my executioner. I shifted for the first time, but my wolf was small and frail. Marcus, the future Alpha and the man I had secretly loved, looked down at me not with adoration, but with cold, clinical disgust. "A weak, sc

His Unwanted And Pregnant Contract Luna

His Unwanted And Pregnant Contract Luna

Werewolf

5.0

I was holding the parchment confirming my pregnancy with twin pups, waiting to surprise my husband on our second anniversary. But the moment Jaxon walked in, he threw a dissolution contract at me and told me to pack my things. "Brittany is back. She needs my care." He was throwing me out for his

The Unwanted

The Unwanted

Young Adult

5.0

She made it because of love. She broke the trust of her friends and made horrible things to them. She feels unwanted. She feels no one loves her. But what if she meet a guy that will mend the broken soul inside her and fix her life-her unwanted life?

The Unwanted Son, The Unwanted Mother

The Unwanted Son, The Unwanted Mother

Modern

5.0

The world ended on a Tuesday afternoon. One moment, I was building blocks with my five-year-old son, Leo; the next, our home bucked and collapsed around us, trapping us in a coffin of splintered wood and concrete. Pinned in the darkness, I whispered reassurances to Leo, my body shielding his, even

Reborn Luna: Reject My Unwanted Alpha

Reborn Luna: Reject My Unwanted Alpha

Werewolf

5.0

I was standing at the altar in my pristine white Mating Ceremony gown when my cousin suddenly threw herself into the freezing lake. In my past life, I screamed in horror and rushed to save her, falling straight into her trap. I didn't know that she and my Alpha betrothed had already made a secret

Alpha's Last Minute Bride

Alpha's Last Minute Bride

Werewolf

5.0

Evangeline was blackmailed to marry a ruthless Alpha in replacement of her sister. Anything she hated in her life was the werewolves. She had seen her father leaving her mother for another she-wolf. Why? Because her mother was a human and so is she!! Though her father loved her a lot despite her bei

The Unwanted, The Unstoppable

The Unwanted, The Unstoppable

Modern

5.0

After ten years in the foster system, my family finally found me. I thought it was a dream come true, but I quickly learned my place. I was the workhorse who paid for my perfect twin sister Kristen's life, while she was the golden child they were proud of. The only good thing I had was my boyfriend,

THE ALPHA's REPLACEMENT MATE: UNWANTED LUNA HAS A SON

THE ALPHA's REPLACEMENT MATE: UNWANTED LUNA HAS A SON

Werewolf

5.0

''I, Alpha Jared Henderson of the Northern Moon pack reject Luna Selena Monroe as my mate and Luna.'' My mate announces loudly to the spectating pack members, regarding me with cold eyes. ''As the Alpha, I also strip your right as my pack member.'' In other words, I have now become a werewolf with n

His Unwanted Luna: Revenge Of The Crippled Bride

His Unwanted Luna: Revenge Of The Crippled Bride

Werewolf

5.0

At my Mating Ceremony, I dragged my crippled leg to the sacred altar, enduring the sneers of hundreds of nobles who called me a wolfless piece of trash. But instead of completing our bond, my fiancé Kade looked at me with pure disgust and publicly rejected me. He demanded a bride swap with my youn

MoboReader