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Pampered By The Enemy Of My Ex

Chapter 3 

Word Count: 750    |    Released on: 10/12/2025

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ke and dried herbs dragge

it wouldn't smell this earthy-it

he ceiling, dark with age and soot. I was lying on a narrow

izziness slammed into me, pushing

a voic

g fireplace. He looked to be in his early twenties, with dark, messy hair and eyes that seemed far

d. My voice sounded li

hesitant. "I found you on t

an oversized flannel shirt that wasn'

to me. The cliff. The ocean.

men. The swell was gone

flames held the answers. "There was blood," he sa

the sentence. H

ed onto my side, burying my face in the scratchy pillow to muffle the scream building

ith empty words. He just sat the

iles from the nearest town. Aaron had been hiking when he fell and hit his head.

aunting a shack in t

dy healed, my heart hardened. I stopped crying for Gavyn. I sto

h his hands, often staring blankly at the walls as if trying t

abin, the wind howling like a dying animal. Aaron hudd

im and wrapped the blanket ar

voice gaining a steadiness I

s. "I don't know who I am," he said, his

fore I thought them through, but as soon as

otective heat rise in my chest. Gavyn had treated me

nymore. And I wouldn't l

im the next morning, the sun

sked, blinkin

away in accounts they don't know about. We can star

trusting

d an old, rusted knife in the kitche

he main road, leaving the ocean and my pa

p died on

omeone else entirely. And she was read

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“I served the Dunlap family for six years, managing their dark accounts and raising children that weren't mine, all while waiting for my husband to truly love me. But when the "real" mistress returned, my devotion was rewarded with a death sentence. My husband, Gavyn, didn't just ask for a divorce; he dragged me to a cliff edge. He stood next to Iliana, the woman who stole my life, and looked at me with cold indifference. He called me a thief. He called me an "incubator"-a temporary vessel used to hold his place until his princess came back. Then, he ordered his hitman to finish it. I managed to bribe the hitman and jumped into the freezing ocean, but the fall cost me the only thing that mattered. Alone on a desolate beach, shivering and broken, I miscarried Gavyn's child-the baby he didn't even know existed. I lay in the sand, hollowed out by grief. I couldn't understand how the man I worshipped could discard me like trash. He didn't just break my heart; he tried to erase my existence. But fate wasn't done with me. On that same beach, I found a wounded young man hiding in the woods. He wasn't just a stranger; he was the lost heir to the Sosa crime family-Gavyn's mortal enemies. When the Don, Daniel Sosa, came to claim his nephew, he offered me a hand. Now, the world thinks Alex Dunlap is dead. But tonight, I am walking into the Grand Gala on the arm of the most dangerous man in the city. And I'm going to burn Gavyn's empire to the ground.”
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