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The Contract Wife: Thorne's Redemption

The Contract Wife: Thorne's Redemption

I lay in the sterile silence of the hospital, mourning the baby I never got to hold. Everyone called it a tragic accident. A slip and fall. But I knew the truth of my husband's shove. Mark finally came to visit. He didn't bring flowers; he brought a briefcase. Inside were divorce papers and a non-disclosure agreement. He calmly informed me that his mistress-my friend-was pregnant. They were his "real family" now, and they couldn't have any "unpleasantness." He threatened to use fabricated psychiatric reports to paint me as an unstable danger to myself. "Sign the papers, Clara," he warned, his voice void of emotion. "Or you'll be moved from this comfortable room to a more... secure facility. A long-term one." I looked at the man I had loved and saw a monster. This wasn't a tragedy; it was a corporate takeover of my life. He had been meeting with lawyers while I was losing our child. I wasn't his grieving wife; I was a liability being managed, a loose end to be tied. I was utterly and completely trapped. Just as despair consumed me, my parents' old lawyer appeared like a ghost from the past. She pressed a heavy, ornate key into my palm. "Your parents left you an escape route," she whispered, her eyes filled with resolve. "For a day like this." The key led to a forgotten contract, a pact made by our grandfathers decades ago. An ironclad marriage agreement, binding me to the one man my husband feared more than death itself: the ruthless, reclusive billionaire Julian Thorne.
Until Death Gives In: He Was My Doom, and Still My Home

Until Death Gives In: He Was My Doom, and Still My Home

The daughter of the Winslow family and the mafia leader of the Yates Group were born as enemies, their families locked in a feud that spanned generations. And yet, somewhere in the clash of blades and pride, love took root. On the day they first met, Lucien Yates should have killed Mira Winslow. Instead, he shifted the aim of his gun and spared her-saving the proud, untouchable daughter of the Winslow family before him. She could have run after being saved. Instead, she chose to fall-straight into the depths of his gaze. For three years, they lived together in secret. Mira was the only light in his endless night. And for her, Lucien allowed himself a dangerous fantasy-a grand wedding in Silvera, where their love could finally break free from the chains of their families' hatred. At the height of their love, she was willing to abandon her family name for him. And he was willing to stand against the entire underworld for her. On his thirty-second birthday, Lucien saw it with his own eyes-Mira handing over a hundred-page document to the head of the Winslow family. Soon after, the Yates Group suffered a devastating blow. The pain tore through him, drowning everything else. He couldn't believe that the woman who had shared his nights... had betrayed him. Mira knew nothing. The moment she stepped outside, she was taken. Iron chains clamped around her ankles. Seawater flooded her throat. The executioner let out a cold laugh. "This is Lucien's order." Until her final breath, she believed it was the man she loved who had sentenced her to death.
In Your Memories

In Your Memories

I walk to get to the office. When I got to the right floor, I hurried to my table. "Kimberly Mae Villafuerte, you're late again" Mam Chynthia raised her eyebrows while looking at me "I'm so sorry mam" I scratched my head "You know, if you weren't an efficient secretary, I would have fired you," he said laughing My smile widened because of what he said. "Why are you so patient here at our company. You have the most successful company hija" "Mam, I told you I want to stand and be successful on my own without using my parent's nor my brother's names" "That's what I want from you. You are really so sure of what you want in life" he patted my shoulder. "By the way, my son will be coming today. He'll take over now the company. So, he will be your new boss. Be nice to him, okay? And please bare with him when he's rude but knowing you? I know I won't fold you there" he said laughing. "No worries mam. I'll handle him" I went to my table and arranged my new boss's schedule. I never met the son of Mam Cynthia because he said he stayed in the US for several years. I was busy fixing my table when I noticed that my ring was missing. Sh*t! It's all gone, don't do that! I hastily looked back at everything I went through. Kim, you are so careless! I started crying because I couldn't find the ring. I was outside the building when something suddenly flashed. My eyes widened and I smiled when I saw that. I ran towards the ring but my smile disappeared when I saw someone step on it. Oh ha! Don't step on that, you'll hit me! My eyebrows met as I looked at the man who stepped on my ring but I was stunned when I recognized the man in front of me now. Suddenly, my chest started to tremble and my whole body went cold. I don't understand what I want to do. I don't know how to cry. The emotions I feel are mixed. Until I found myself making my way towards the man standing. I felt my tears fall. I stood in front of him but he just stared at me. It rolled its eyes all over my face but it didn't react. I was not able to contain myself. I wrapped my arms around her and hugged her very tightly. I quietly sobbed while hugging it. I stopped when he spoke. "Excuse me miss, do I know you?" I looked up at him. Its eyebrows meet. "It's me Damon, Kim" I asked in surprise but he didn't give me any reaction. "I'm sorry but I don't know you" he said coldly. "Damon" I turned to a beautiful woman walking towards Damon. When the woman got close, Damon hugged her tightly and kissed her on the cheek. "I miss you, Kim" and he hugged the girl again. We agreed. I can not believe. It doesn't seem to recognize me. Damon walked with my namesake girl away from me. I was left standing outside the building. My tears flowed. He's okay. He's fine. For 8 years, I waited for him to come back because he said he would come back to me but why did he act differently? It's like he's not the Damon I used to be. I sighed and picked up my ring that Damon had given me before. I looked at it and kissed it. This is the only thing he left me. I went up to the office with a heavy heart. "Hey, Kim, the new boss is here, Mam Cynthia has been looking for you for a while" I was brought back to reality because of what my co-worker said. I fixed myself and knocked on the office. I opened the door and it seemed like I wanted to close it again because Damon was there next to the girl with my name. I tried to smile at the people inside. "Oh, here's my most efficient secretary. Come here Kim" Mam Cynthia called me. "This is Damon and he will take over the company. So, starting now, he is your new boss" Mam Cynthia introduced me. I swallowed and looked at Damon who just looked straight at me. There was no emotion in his face or eyes. "Good morning sir" I greeted here. "Good morning" he said sparingly and turned to the woman next to him. I approached Mam Cynthia and whispered to her "Son, is he yours?" "Yes, hija. Why?" "No. I'll stay outside. Just call me when you need something" I politely said goodbye to them. I threw myself on the swivel chair. I turned it around while looking at the ring on my hand. "I can't be wrong. He's my Damon. He's the one. My heart beats like this only for him. I'm sure" I was able to sit when Mam Cynthia came out with the two. I gasped when they passed me. Damon didn't spare me a glance. I felt irritation and pain in my heart. I don't understand what is happening. I jumped out of the chair when Damon suddenly appeared in front of me. I swallowed before speaking. "Yes sir?" I'm nervous to ask here "May I have my schedule for this week" he asked formally I handed him his schedule and when I got it, he turned me away. But before entering he turned to me. "Another thing, do you have other names aside from Kim?" it asked "Why sir?" "My girlfriend's name is Kim. I don't want another Kim, so do you have any other name?" this is a serious question. I stopped and bowed. Girlfriend? The girl was his girlfriend earlier. My
The Dull Wife's Masterpiece

The Dull Wife's Masterpiece

At 35, architect Emily was on top of the world. Her firm just won a major contract for a downtown skyscraper, and she was celebrating a successful career, building dreams one blueprint at a time. Then came the text. Not for her, but for her husband Ethan. It flashed on his iPad: "My Little Muse. Is the show over? I bought you your favorite vinyl." Show? He was rehearsing. A chilling comment from her best friend echoed: Ethan had said Emily was "dull," like "a book he’d read too many times." Her trembling hands unlocked his devices. What she found was a sick tapestry of lies: cutesy messages, secretive Venmo payments to a "Sophia M.," and social media posts flaunting his custom guitar pick and even his vintage watch. The dashcam footage confirmed it all—intimate kisses with a very young "Little Muse" while he was supposedly "rehearsing." This wasn't just a fling; it was a brazen, calculated betrayal, a sickening echo of his "dull" remark. Every shared memory twisted into a lie. Had their entire life together been a farce? How could the man she loved debase her so utterly, all for a cheap thrill? When Ethan announced a "band tour" that was actually a luxurious Miami getaway with his mistress, a cold rage set in. He thought she was numb, easily discarded? He was about to learn that an architect could build more than skyscrapers—she could construct the perfect downfall, ready to serve him a dose of reality he’d never forget.
My Wife Is My Mistress

My Wife Is My Mistress

Marriage is a sacred blessing given to a couple who love each other, forming a family. We do not aim for a perfect relationship, but rather a good one that is incomparable to others. Either you have to face a bunch of happiness or you have to face a bunch of sadness. Jane is a thirty-one-year-old woman, a wife, and a loving mother to her children. She is married to a man of honor, a famous businessman named Jester. Her husband, Jester, is a thirty-two-year-old boy endowed with a good appearance and an outstanding performance when it comes to the job description. At first, the couple lived happily and contentedly even without being blessed with a child. When Jane got pregnant after a long wait, few changes were observed in her husband. Jester was distracted by his wife's body figure that made him uncomfortable living with it. Also, Jester's parents arranged for them to get a divorce, but Jane declined it. Until the time came, the wife noticed her husband's frequent vacations abroad. She followed him and found out that her husband had a woman. She examines all the reasons why Jester did this to her, but even her parents were also forced to hide the truth from her. In her rage, she found a way to take revenge on her husband. In this plot, is it possible that Jester had something else to hide from his wife before they got married? Or what is the man’s main reason for having a mistress? And the worst question is, why is his wife called a mistress? Let's take a look at the reality of this story together.