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The Disposable Lover's Revenge

Chapter 1 

Word Count: 482    |    Released on: 11/06/2025

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w York, and Ava was

otification flashed on

rm possessively around Chloe a

than was smiling, a genuine, relaxed smile

ke a punch

ce late that night, using

-walled office Ethan had insisted she have. The one

even notice her thing

t Ethan paid for, the one that felt

familiar motions, a

te dish – aglio e olio with a ridic

maybe a desperate

new that with a certainty that chille

ertop, growing cold, a testament

stress, the constant emotional turmoil, was maki

eeded

a respected physician at the Walker Medical

his expression concerned as

rough the roof. This is getting seriou

she whispered, the lie tas

insurance. A few days later, an ite

from the mail pile,

this for?" he asked, a flicker of something

or tests. Nothing serious," Ava li

to see her as weak. Not no

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The Disposable Lover's Revenge
The Disposable Lover's Revenge
“My life was an opulent lie, perched high in a Manhattan skyscraper as executive assistant and secret lover to Wall Street magnate Ethan Hayes. He paid for everything, even covered my family' s past medical debts, binding me to him in an unspoken agreement of dependency. Then, an email arrived: "Termination of Employment. Effective immediately." Within hours, Ethan' s 'white moonlight' sweetheart, Chloe Davenport, flew back into New York, and suddenly, I was disposable. He paraded Chloe publicly, their rediscovery splashed across Page Six, while I withered, my chronic autoimmune disorder flaring from the agonizing stress. When Chloe' s furious friend shoved me, leaving me with a concussion, Ethan' s only concern was Chloe' s pristine image, demanding I lie to the police, his icy gaze warning me to "behave." My golden cage had become a torture chamber. How could the man I loved, the man who' d once saved my family, wield such casual cruelty? Was my entire existence merely a debt to be repaid, my body and soul his to discard at will? The pain was unbearable, consuming. But the true breaking point came when he whispered, "Only death changes the terms." He thought he had me trapped forever. He didn't know I was ready to die to be truly free.”
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