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His Unwanted Wife, The Hidden Genius

Qing Cheng

I flew back to New York on my twenty-fifth birthday, carrying vintage gold cufflinks I spent weeks finding for my billionaire husband, Declan. But when I walked into our townhouse, I found him throwing a massive victory party with Sloane, a glamorous socialite, standing by his side as the proud hostess. "Don't cause a scene. Go upstairs." Declan coldly dismissed me in front of his guests. Even Poppy, the rookie player whose shattered ankle I had painstakingly rebuilt, rolled her eyes and ignored me to suck up to Sloane. Hiding in the shadows, I heard the maids gossiping that everyone thought Sloane was the future Mrs. Hartford. To make matters worse, I discovered Sloane had stolen my anonymous, groundbreaking medical algorithm and was planning to present it as her own. First my husband, then the girl I mentored like family, and now the scientific foundation I had built with my own hands. Declan even texted me to cancel our birthday breakfast without a single apology, treating me like an annoying afterthought. My tears vanished, replaced by a freezing clarity. I signed the divorce papers, leaving them on his desk with zero demands for his money. Then I packed my bags, booked a one-way ticket to Boston, and prepared to destroy them on the global stage.

Modern Drama Billionaire Second Chance Divorce Ex-wife Sports Romance (Hockey/Football/Soccer/MMA/Swimming)

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Title: SUBMISSIVE ☄️

Written by: Moye Esther

Chapter 1✍️

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Dolly, a woman of courage. Ladies tremble at the mention of her name. Men cower at the sight of her.

She's beautiful, every men dream but can only remain at that. She's 20 years old, height 5'7, caramel skin. Oval shaped face with slightly pinked lips to complement her face. Brown eyes and shiny black hair. She's an epitome of beauty which she uses to her advantage.

Dolly took off the last piece of clothing on her as she entered into the tub. She just returned from her mission. Probably the twentieth that month.

A smirk remained on her lips as she recalled how the man was begging her. She kills for a living and she's proud of that. She loved the expression of terror as the man begged for his life after seeing her initials D.Y written on her leather suit but of course, she never visited someone without taking his or her life.

She remained in the bath tub for a while until her tensed muscles completely relaxed. She came out stark naked, ignoring the towel as she walked to her room.

Getting to her room, she saw her mum in her room beside her wardrobe, picking out clothes for her. When are mum finally noticed her appearance, she was done picking the cloth.

Dolly grimaced as she saw what her mum picked out for her. It was what she disliked the most, a dress.

She faced her mum with an accusing stare. "Mum", she drew the name intentionally, though she knows how much her mum hates it. "You really had to do this tight"? She asked smugly, loving the look on her mum's face while trying to hide her smile.

Stephanie, her mum frowned as quickly as she smiled. "Wear this, we're visiting my mum". She said, leaving the room to her daughter.

Dolly scoffed as she fell on her bed. She knew her mum had won this time. She dare not wear trouser to her grandma's place or hell will break loose. She cussed silently as she dressed up, putting on the same dress her mum picked out for her. "Down we go", she muttered to herself, going out of her room.

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