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Arranged to the devil

Arranged to the devil

An arranged marriage is bad but what if it's was your highschool jerk and Mr perfect over years and he's the most evil man right now that he's called the devil. "Sapphire, do you fucking get already?". "I do, along the line I gave this marriage a change Anthony but you ruined it and you made me feel pathetic in highschool like I was a fucking nobody and you know that most pathetic part I had a crush on you in highschool and I was fucking falling I'm love with you but thank you Anthony for helping me out of it". "Fire, look I only did those things to you in highschool because_". "No, it's fine. you always claim me as yours in highschool and even now but guess what falling in love with you was my greatest mistake and trying to give the arranged marriage a chance was my grievous mistake". He dragged me closer to him as his hands on my shoulder as he growled at me with his eyes piercing into my soul "Fire, whether you like it or not you're mine!. Got that? the earlier you realize it the better it's for both of us. "in my world you're the queen piece my main piece". I looked at him with a smile on my face "I was never into chess because like you it's boring, so Anthony let me introduce you to my world snakes and ladder. you need to watch out because you might be bitten". He looked confused as I slammed my shoes into his foots as I make to the stairs as I look over my shoulder "I'm the keyword also in my scrabble game ain't I". "Fire,".He yelled as he rubbed his toes he looked beyond mad, I'm literally looking for a new definition to classify his anger as I make it to my room as I hear his groans. ".
The Neglected Genius: My Ex Husband's Regret

The Neglected Genius: My Ex Husband's Regret

For four years, Krystle had given up her brilliant academic career to be the perfect wife to her billionaire husband, Damion. But on the night of their anniversary, a $350,000 jewelry charge shattered her illusion. Hiding by the garage, she overheard him laughing with a friend, admitting the extravagant gift was actually for his ex-girlfriend, Dana. "Krystle? She's just the perfect trophy wife to keep my family off my back." The nightmare only worsened from there. When Krystle rushed to save his sister from a bloody car crash, his family falsely accused her of causing it. Damion publicly berated her, choosing to comfort Dana who had merely shown up with flowers. The final, devastating blow came when she overheard Damion promising Dana he would never let Krystle bear his heir, terrified the orphan would touch his fortune. Every sacrifice she made, every lonely night she endured, was just an unpaid, high-end housekeeping service to him. How could she have been so blindly devoted to a man who saw her as nothing more than a disposable placeholder? When an enraged Damion tried to force himself on her, thinking a child would chain her to him forever, Krystle finally snapped. She kneed him hard, leaving him groaning in agony on the floor, and dragged her suitcase out of the bedroom. "Damion Winters, we're done." Stepping out of the suffocating villa, she dialed her old mentor with chilling calm: "I need the best divorce lawyer you know."
The Unwanted Wife's Final Silent Escape

The Unwanted Wife's Final Silent Escape

For five years, Daphne played the perfect, invisible wife to billionaire Damian Sterling. But on their fifth anniversary, her only gift was a divorce petition. Damian wanted to officially replace her with the woman he kept tucked away, Isabelle. To speed up the process, Isabelle deliberately plunged her own hand into scalding soup and framed Daphne for the burn. Damian didn't hesitate to violently shove Daphne to the floor. "How can you be so cruel? You're a vicious, pathetic woman!" He rushed his mistress to a VIP hospital suite, while Daphne collapsed from sheer exhaustion and was dumped in a noisy public ward. He only visited to demand she apologize to Isabelle and sign the papers. Later, Damian found Daphne's old locket and accused her of cheating with his cousin. He had no idea she had actually spent years bound by a non-disclosure agreement, secretly protecting his family from a devastating scandal. She had endured his coldness, hoping he would one day love her and the two secret children he didn't even know existed. But as Isabelle mocked her, revealing that even Daphne's custom designer gown was just Isabelle's rejected leftover, Daphne finally understood. Her entire marriage was a second-hand life. The last spark of hope died, replaced by a vast, terrifying peace. Daphne calmly signed the divorce papers using her maiden name, packed a small suitcase, and walked out of the penthouse forever.
Reborn To Love My Ruthless Billionaire

Reborn To Love My Ruthless Billionaire

Jaclyn woke up in the sterile hospital room after falling down the stairs. The nurse delivered the devastating news: she had bled heavily and lost her baby. But before she could even cry, her trusted cousins, Katelyn and Cherri, locked the door and revealed the horrifying truth. "It wasn't an accident," Katelyn smirked, pinning Jaclyn's arm down. "The lubricant on the top step was a very deliberate choice." They needed her broken and unstable. They had forged her signature, draining her massive trust fund to save their uncle's bankrupt business. What shattered Jaclyn's world was the fresh hickey on Cherri's neck. Her lover, Bradford, had helped plan the entire murder. When Jaclyn tried to scream, they smothered her with a pillow, framing her as a lunatic having a mental breakdown. Two weeks later, when she confronted them, Bradford violently shoved her through a second-story glass window to silence her forever. As she fell to her death, the husband she had spent her life hating—the ruthless billionaire Gaines—burst through the doors. He threw himself forward, his face filled with pure terror, desperately trying to catch her. When her body hit the stone patio, Gaines fell to his knees in her blood, weeping and begging her not to close her eyes. Until her last breath, Jaclyn was consumed by suffocating regret. Why did she trust the monsters who killed her, and hate the only man who truly loved her? Opening her eyes again, she was back in the penthouse, exactly one month into her marriage with Gaines.