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The Disposable Lover's Revenge

Chapter 2 

Word Count: 595    |    Released on: 11/06/2025

k to the apartment. He smelled fai

ysical desire for Ava hadn't waned. It

her, scrolling endlessly on

he firm?" he asked, his tone casual

an' s money had covered years ago. Her family, pulled back from the brink

lly neutral. "I understand. Business is

ed smile playing on his lips. "Good. You're my treas

her link in the chain that kept her tether

gossip columns were fill

t rekindle romance on Parisian

ng hands near the Arc de Triomphe. Chloe, lo

artment, the silence

culously working on applications. Columb

a personal statement in a quiet Upper West S

' s fiercely loyal, brash be

Miss Nobody," Tiff sneered, he

ngling the screen so Ava

to Ethan from the past few weeks. Messa

Tiff said, her smile malicious. "She

ion and anger. She stood to

ip surprisingly strong. "Whe

f shoved

catching. She fell, her head cra

ash of pain,

white room. Liam' s wor

n. A nasty one. And your autoimmune markers

ed. He didn' t look worr

ce clipped. "Chloe is very distressed. This kind o

e you ok

hat hap

s inconvenien

eces of Ava' s hear

d, his gaze cold. "A misunderstanding. You trip

hat else was there t

one. "Chloe is... different. She' s sensitive. From a good

an unruly pet he was

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The Disposable Lover's Revenge
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“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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