Enemies by chance Lovers by choice

SCORNED EX WIFE : Queen Of Ashes

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Camille Lewis was the forgotten daughter, the unloved wife, the woman discarded like yesterday's news. Betrayed by her husband, cast aside by her own family, and left for dead by the sister who stole everything, she vanished without a trace. But the weak, naive Camille died the night her car was forced off that bridge. A year later, she returns as Camille Kane, richer, colder, and more powerful than anyone could have imagined. Armed with wealth, intelligence, and a hunger for vengeance, she is no longer the woman they once trampled on. She is the storm that will tear their world apart. Her ex-husband begs for forgiveness. Her sister's perfect life crumbles. Her parents regret the daughter they cast aside. But Camille didn't come back for apologies, she came back to watch them burn. But as her enemies fall at her feet, one question remains: when the revenge is over, what's left? A mysterious trillionaire Alexander Pierce steps into her path, offering something she thought she lost forever, a future. But can a woman built on ashes learn to love again? She rose from the fire to destroy those who betrayed her. Now, she must decide if she'll rule alone... or let someone melt the ice in her heart.

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AYRA'S POV;

“Ayra, Ayra,” a voice pierced through the haze of my sleep.

“Today, aren’t you heading to work?” the voice persisted.

“Melissa?” I mumbled, my mind struggling to surface from the depths of slumber. “You’re back?” I asked groggily, attempting to stretch.

“Yes, and do you know what time it is?” she pressed, yanking the duvet off me.

“Unless you want Mr. Larsson to dock a day off your roster,” she teased, playfully swatting me with a pillow.

After several futile attempts, I finally managed to drag myself out of bed.

“Welcome back. How was the night shift?” I asked as she sat on the bed, preparing to sleep.

“Busy as usual,” she replied, her eyes heavy with exhaustion.

“Have you already taken your bath?” I inquired, noticing she was about to lie down.

“Yes. What's the point of working there if you can’t at least grab a shower?” she murmured, already drifting towards sleep. “Please, make sure to wake me up at 4 PM. I’m not sure I’ll wake up on my own,” she requested, her yawn wide and weary.

“Sure, I will,” I promised.

“Skipping breakfast?” I asked, but she was already asleep.

I rushed to the bathroom to shower and get ready for work.

My name is Ayra Malik, and I’m twenty-three. The lady fast asleep in the bedroom is Melissa Shawn, my best friend, roommate, and one of my favorite people. She knows almost everything about me, though not quite everything.

We both work at the city’s top-rated casino. Melissa prefers the night shift for the extra tips at the underground casino, despite coming home every morning utterly spent. I, on the other hand, work in the hotel section. I’d rather avoid the older men’s inappropriate advances—especially the ones old enough to be my father.

After dressing quickly, I left the house, closing the door softly to avoid waking Melissa.

“Morning, Ayra. Ready for work?” greeted Mr. Garrett, our kind landlord, as he tended to his flowers.

“Morning, Mr. Garrett. Had a good night?” I asked, smiling.

“Yes, and you?” he responded as I rummaged through my bag.

“Same,” I replied.

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