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The Jilted Wife's Dangerous Revenge

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Chapter 1

Word Count: 1256    |    Released on: 21/04/2026

hattan didn't f

exclusive club's lobby. Her silk dress clung to her damp skin, but she

rom the club below vibrated through the soles of her s

hallway. Angel's assistant was sweating. He wiped h

minutes," Calvin said. His voi

here sequined dress stumbled out. Her makeup was smeared, her eyes wide with frantic panic. She shoved past Joy without a single word, her stiletto heels cli

The air in the room hit her face like a physical blow. It smelled wrong. Sickly

littered the

of a leather sofa. His white dress shirt lay

m door was

ged breathing. It didn't sound human

ped forward. Her wet heels made no sound on the

r the edge of the mas

oling in the hollow of his collarbone. His eyes were open, but they we

" Joy w

aved. The heat radiating off

turned on the faucet. Ice-cold water rushed out, hitting the porcelain. She

l, wa

nd sho

st. The grip was bone-crushing. Jo

pull away, he y

the porcelain hard, her shoulder taking the brunt of the impact. The

, but a heavy weight cr

d around their legs, freezing against her skin. But Angel

ds against his chest. It was like

his mind. He was operating on pure, blind instinct. H

n't pull it; he tore it. The fabric ripped down

scre

rbone. His teeth scraped against her sk

She kicked her legs, splashing t

hand and pinned them above her head against the cold porcelain.

mouth to scre

am. His lips were scalding. His tongue forced its

ttom of the tub with a dull thud. The screen lit u

s body was boiling. The co

houlders. But the drug gave him a terrifying, relentless strength. Every time

e ye

n paper. Three years of hiding her feeling

g torn apart in

r torn dress down her hips. The co

. He didn't say her name.

shed inside her, J

r from her lungs. She squeezed her eyes shut. Tears leake

ed in time with the violent thrusts of his bo

her body. She stared at the fogged-up mirror on the ceil

like an

a guttural groan. His b

weight pressing her deeper into the cold water. His head dropped into the croo

idn't

The water in the tub was freezing now. Her teeth began to

as d

screaming in protest, until she managed to roll his heavy body off her. He

ub. Her legs shook so vi

skull. Her lips were swollen and bleeding. Dark purple bruises wer

pieces of her dress. She wrapped the

at Angel. He l

ree years ago explicitly stated that th

f paper was

sofa in the silent VIP room. She pulled her knees to her chest and w

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