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Get the APPLove Unbreakable
The Unwanted Wife's Unexpected Comeback
Comeback Of The Adored Heiress
Moonlit Desires: The CEO's Daring Proposal
Secrets Of The Neglected Wife: When Her True Colors Shine
Bound By Love: Marrying My Disabled Husband
Who Dares Claim The Heart Of My Wonderful Queen?
Best Friend Divorced Me When I Carried His Baby
Return, My Love: Wooing the Neglected Ex-Wife
Married To An Exquisite Queen: My Ex-wife's Spectacular Comeback
THE LAST BLOOD FAE
I'm Divorcing with You, Mr Billionaire!
I received a pornographic video. "Do you like this?" The man speaking in the video is my husband, Mark, whom I haven't seen for several months. He is naked, his shirt and pants scattered on the ground, thrusting forcefully on a woman whose face I can't see, her plump and round breasts bouncing vigorously. I can clearly hear the slapping sounds in the video, mixed with lustful moans and grunts. "Yes, yes, fuck me hard, baby," the woman screams ecstatically in response. "You naughty girl!" Mark stands up and flips her over, slapping her buttocks as he speaks. "Stick your ass up!" The woman giggles, turns around, sways her buttocks, and kneels on the bed. I feel like someone has poured a bucket of ice water on my head. It's bad enough that my husband is having an affair, but what's worse is that the other woman is my own sister, Bella. ************************************************************************************************************************ “I want to get a divorce, Mark,” I repeated myself in case he didn't hear me the first time—even though I knew he'd heard me clearly. He stared at me with a frown before answering coldly, "It's not up to you! I'm very busy, don't waste my time with such boring topics, or try to attract my attention!" The last thing I was going to do was argue or bicker with him. "I will have the lawyer send you the divorce agreement," was all I said, as calmly as I could muster. He didn't even say another word after that and just went through the door he'd been standing in front of, slamming it harshly behind him. My eyes lingered on the knob of the door a bit absentmindedly before I pulled the wedding ring off my finger and placed it on the table. I grabbed my suitcase, which I'd already had my things packed in and headed out of the house.***Malibu, Southern California***
Seven-thirty five am.
Elena's house.
"Babe you know you gotta wake up eventually". Elena says, looking down at Laila dressed in an oversized shirt with a worn-out look, heavy eye bags, and very much unkempt hair. Elena Daniels is in her late twenties, she is fair-skinned, slightly taller than Laila, and has short dark hair. she is a well-paid banker, from a very reputable family. She is strict, focused, and is madly in love with Laila. She has lived in Malibu five years longer before Laila arrived.
"But El, I had a long night, oops! My bad, WE had a long night". Laila says with a light smile on her face and her left brow pulled up while sending out her hand to pull Elena back into bed for a kiss.
But Elena pushes her hand and slides to the corner of the room where Laila can't get to her. "You know how aggressive you get". She chuckles. Laila has a fake smile on. Then she stares at her for a momentary fifteen seconds and whispers in a soothing tone "I love you, happy anniversary, and see you tonight". Elena walks out.
Laila is left staring at the open windows. Her eyelids glowed pink making it impossible for her to go back to sleep. She glanced over at her open laptop. Still no response on her promotion, she thought. Yawning, she pulled herself up and swung her feet onto the floor.
A thump sounded behind her, she turned her head just in time to see a photo of her and Elena clatter to the floor. The frame broke, causing a certain fear within her. She always worried that she'd have to leave Elena if the Council came for her.
The Council is made up of twelve fierce and loyal werewolves that'll do anything to ensure the safety of their kind. And this time, she was the threat, she thought to herself.
Her alarm rang interrupting her thoughts, it was twenty minutes to work time and she was not ready. She decides to get ready and rush to work.
***Evergreen newspaper***
"Laila, you're late". Said a huge man in a tightly stitched brown suit, glaring. Mr. Evergreen is the owner and man in charge of the Evergreen newspaper. He is in his late four-ties, childless, and not married. That explains his grumpy character.
"Sir, I had trouble getting a bus and..." Laila tried to explain but was interrupted by Mr. Evergreen when he lashed out, "I might just have to hold your promotion for a week to see your change". A moment of silence... He grinned. "Congratulations Miss Danvers, you are now the new Editor in chief of Evergreen Newspaper". Laila leaped with so much excitement whilst her colleagues applauded her. "Thank you, sir". Laila uttered. This was it, her big break. She thought to herself.
