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From Divorce to Dominance: Ex-Husband Regret

From Divorce to Dominance: Ex-Husband Regret

BLURB "Is this really what you want, Alfred! To toss our relationship, family, and marriage just like that, because of her rights? It's because of Loela, right?" "Leave her out of this, Ariela. At Least she is ten times better than you, and for your information, this is what I want, what Daniel wants. We need space, Ariela! You've been sucking up air in our lives lately, " he growled with so much disdain. ~Ariela, the true definition of a loving wife and devoted mother, became nothing more than a shadow in her own home. Overlooked and unwanted by both her husband and step-son, to them she was merely an inconvenience occupying space they no longer wished to share. She could've endured the hatred and resentment from her husband and son, but her breaking point came the moment Alfred brought his secretary, Loela, into their home. This woman effortlessly claimed all that she had ever longed for; her husband's love, his son's attention, and the respect that had forever eluded her. Divorced by her husband, rejected by her son, she left. Five years later, instead of falling apart, Ariela resurfaced as the Ceo of Lank concept, her architectural firm, which has won a series of high-profile urban redevelopment contracts, is the most sought-after company worth over $100 billion. And their paths crossed again. Will Ariela give their love a chance, or is she bent on sticking with one person who has stolen her heart? Find out in this epic tale of love, betrayal, revenge, and redemption that will have you at the edge of your seat from start to finish.
Bound By You

Bound By You

Hayden Lancaster is a man who is a cold, untouchable billionaire and the CEO of Lancaster Incorperated. He is the most feared business man in the whole of London because he is known for his shrewd business style and a shark in the world of entrepreneurs. Hayden lives a secret life, however. He is an assassin who has killed many important people. No one knows he is the man behind the mask and so they refer to him as the 'dark night'. For years, nobody has been able to uncover his identity-until her. Cassidy Jenkins has been through hell. She has been adandoned by her mother and left to fend for herself at the age of fifteen, after being brutally abused by her step-father and step-brother. Now, at the age of twenty-fiver, she is working as one of the cleaning staff at Lancaster Inc., trying to make ends meet and live a quiet life in a world that has never been kind to her. But when Hayden sets his sights on her, his obssession blazes and he will do anything to have her. Cassidy is everything that Hayden never thought that he needed. Her sweet innocence draws him to her like a moth to a flame, but unknown to him, she is a huge threat to the walls that he has built heavily around himself. He drags her into his twisted world of dark secrets and sin, as enemies begin to close in on the two of them. Diane Cole, Hayden's bitter ex-secretary has made an alliance with Hayden's rival to bring him down and take the one thing he has begun to care about the most-Cassidy. In a world of dark secrets, blood, betrayal, and dark and burning desires, Hayden must protect the things that he cares about the most even if that means going to lengths that he would never go. He would burn the whole world down to make sure that nothing will ever come between them
Too Late For Regret, Mr. Carlson

Too Late For Regret, Mr. Carlson

I stood at the edge of the ballroom, a black blot on my husband’s perfect canvas. While Jensen Carlson stood under the crystal chandeliers as the master of his universe, the guests whispered that his "friend" Aubree was a much better match for him than I ever could be. My stomach was twisting in sharp, jagged cramps from what I knew was acute appendicitis, but to the Carlson family, I wasn't a wife—I was a utility. My mother-in-law called me a "drill bit" and ordered me to drive Jensen home like a servant because his "optics" mattered more than my internal organs. When I arrived, Jensen didn't ask why I was shaking; he just snapped that my black coat was "depressing" and told me to stop "fidgeting" with my medication. He spent the night whispering to Aubree, then came home and fed my divorce papers into a shredder, mocking me for thinking I could survive a week without the Carlson name. The next day, he humiliated me in front of my entire department, accusing me of flirting with staff just as I was about to collapse from the pain. I had given up my PhD for this man and secretly written the code that built his billion-dollar empire, yet he viewed me as nothing more than a "depreciating asset." Even as I lay shivering on the hardwood floor because his mother locked the guest rooms to force me into his bed, he only sneered, asking if he was "that repulsive" when the pain made me vomit. "If you're not in the car by seven, I'll cut off your grandfather's medical funding." That was the final thread. I didn't go to the gala. Instead, I reclaimed my original patents, wiped my server access, and met him on the curb with a cardboard box and a resignation letter. "I'm not your wife anymore, Jensen. And I'm not your employee." As my Uber pulled away, leaving him clutching a revoked patent and a divorce petition, I realized I wasn't losing everything—I was finally starting to breathe.