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His Ex, My Hell

Chapter 1 

Word Count: 1021    |    Released on: 05/06/2025

agne hit Ava Miller as she opened the door to

ffee table. A silk scarf, not

ne. Cleaning up. E

ed on the sofa, still in his tuxedo from last night

ted. "Took you

m. "Handle her. And the press, if she

ed. Like he was asking

ace impassive. "O

onde and disheveled, was just waking up. She l

u?" the wom

alm, professional. "Mr. Davenport has reque

envelope on the nightstand. "Sign this, and the content

nvelope, then back to Ava, a flicke

state empire, had nearly died. A rare autoimmune disorder, triggered by a reckless lifestyle and the emotional fall

only compatible match. Her unique stem cells, he

debt. Her younger sister, Lily, needed an

Ethan for five years. She would provide the life-sustaining biological components – painful, regular extrac

e almost up. Just

r existence. Three more months of the agonizing procedures that left her drained and a

or, routine procedure. He n

re Davenport Sr. in his imposing study.

oice steady. "I wanted to discuss

his gaze sharp. "Termination? Ava, t

that all arrangements will be made for a swift and quiet disso

. "You've been... efficient,

of the bargain," Ava

the air between them. It had de

his?" Theodore asked, a rare note o

t, I will disappear. I will not seek any further compensation,

emn, a vow she had ma

r, their faces etched with desperation. The inn, the

l," her father had stammer

avenports. They can save us. Sav

idn't know. A man who need

al choice. Not when Lily's life hung in the balance.

medical fragility. He'd made his disdain clear from the first day, parading a string of women through their lives, many of

rue depth of Ava's sacrifice. It wasn't just her freedom, her dignity. I

r childhood sweetheart, her fiancé, a brave NYC firefighter, had been reported killed in t

r neck, hidden beneath her clothes. A small, locked box held his let

t allowed her to endure Ethan's cruelty, the coldness that Etha

ke the ones she'd read about. Serenity Glen, in the Pacific Northwest. A place to simply be, to honor Liam's memor

e. She would find

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“For five years, I was Mrs. Davenport, cleaning up after my husband's one-night stands and enduring his casual cruelty. Call it a gilded cage, but this mansion was my prison, bought by my sacrifice: I was the secret medical lifeline keeping him, Ethan Davenport, alive. Our cruel contract was nearing its end, just three months left. Then, Chloe, his perfect ex-girlfriend, waltzed back in. Her arrival wasn't a gentle reunion; it was a wrecking ball designed to finish what Ethan's neglect had started. She smeared my name, orchestrated a public humiliation, and then watched, smiling, as Ethan, fueled by rage and alcohol, dragged me to a damp, cold cellar. He tore apart my most sacred possession-my fiancé's diary-then brutally killed my loyal dog, Buddy, right before my eyes. As I bled, collapsing into unconsciousness, I heard his ex's venomous whisper: she'd had all my precious memories of him incinerated. They had taken everything. My dignity, my love, my last connection to a life I cherished. My heart was a hollowed-out space, suffocating under a mountain of grief and betrayal. How could a human being be so cruel, so blind, to the sacrifices I'd made to keep him alive? But on the day our notorious contract officially expired, I walked out. With nothing but the clothes on my back and a one-way ticket to a remote Pacific Northwest retreat, I finally chose myself. It was time to disappear, to burn away the past, and somehow, exist again.”
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