Dear Ex-husband; You'll beg for me
He betrayed me with my own stepsister. Big mistake.
I thought my marriage to James was my forever—a sacred vow built on love and loyalty—until I caught him tangled in our sheets with Mel, the woman I once trusted most. That betrayal shattered my world into a thousand jagged pieces and left me gasping for breath. Broken, humiliated, and cast out, I clung to the only thing left: the secret of a tiny life growing inside me, a miracle after years of heartache.
Then Silas Truman, a powerful billionaire, stepped into my shattered world with an offer I couldn’t refuse—a marriage contract promising strength, security, and a chance to rebuild from the ashes. Desperate, I took it.
Three years later, I returned not the broken girl I was, but a woman who commands an empire. But life’s cruel twist struck again when Silas lost his memory in an accident, erasing everything we built together. Now, with his empire in my hands, I face James’s shadow and a choice I never expected—between the past that almost destroyed me and a future I never saw coming.
The question is, which path will I choose when everything hangs in the balance?
Baca
Chapter: Chapter 70: The Static in the Bone(Elara's POV)The dawn didn't bring clarity.It brought a flat, milky light that bled through the windows, exposing the dust motes dancing over Silas’s grey skin. The storm had passed, leaving behind a silence so absolute it felt like a physical weight on my eardrums."The silence is worse," Peter muttered.He was hunched over his laptop again, the blue light of the screen clashing sickly with the morning’s natural pallor. He hadn't slept; the dark circles under his eyes looked like bruises."When the wind was blowing, I could pretend I didn't hear the world coming for us."I didn't answer.I was busy cleaning the dried blood from Silas’s knuckles with a damp rag. Every few minutes, his hand would twitch—a residual spark of the "Subject" he had been in that windowless basement."Elara."June’s voice was a low rasp from the window."Movement. Two miles out, on the access road."My heart did a slow, pa
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Chapter: Chapter 69: The Geometry of Shadows(Elara's POV)The fire in the woodstove was a fickle, hungry thing. It didn't provide enough heat to truly warm the cavernous main room of the lodge, but it cast long, dancing shadows that turned the corners into shifting, black abysses.I sat on the floor with my back against the metal rail of Silas’s gurney, my legs tucked beneath me. My jeans were still damp from the sleet, the denim stiff and icy against my skin.I watched the rhythmic rise and fall of Silas’s chest. Hiss. Click. Pause. The mechanical heartbeat of our world.Every time the ventilator hissed, a small puff of condensation formed near the edge of the plastic tubing. It was the only sign that he was still with us, a ghost trapped in a cage of broken ribs and surgical scars.I reached out and touched his hand. It was no longer burning with the frantic heat of the van; now, he was clammy, his skin the color of a winter sky just before the snow falls
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Chapter: Chapter 68: I've Got You(Elara's POV) The transition from the vibrating van to the absolute stillness of the woods was jarring. When June finally killed the engine, the silence didn't feel like peace; it felt like a physical weight, heavy and suffocating. For a long minute, none of us moved. The only sound was the cooling metal of the engine ticking and the relentless, rhythmic drumming of sleet against the roof. It was a lonely, hollow sound—the sound of the end of the world. "We’re here," June said at last. She didn't move to open her door. She sat with her hands gripped at ten and two on the steering wheel, her knuckles bone-white as she stared into the wall of pines illuminated by our dying headlights. The red glow of the dashboard made her look like a phantom. "Peter, kill the electronics. Elara, help me with the gurney. We have to move fast before the ground turns to pure mud. If this van gets stuck, we’re dead in the water." The lodge
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Chapter: Chapter 67: The Weight of the Ash(Elara's POV)The van felt like a metal coffin that was hurtling through the rain.Every time the tires hit a pothole the gurney jolted and the machinery let out a high and thin protest.Silas did not flinch when the van bounced because he was pinned by the straps and the gravity of his own exhaustion.His eyes stayed locked on the roof of the vehicle as if he could see through the steel and into the black and weeping sky above us.I reached out and touched the metal rail of the bed.My hand was shaking so hard that it made a rhythmic tapping sound against the frame.I pulled my fingers away and tucked them under my armpits to hide the tremors from Peter."How much longer until the signal drops?" I asked.Peter did not look up from the blue light of his laptop."We lose the towers in ten miles. I am uploading the final cache of the Thorne emails to a distributed server right now. The file sizes are massi
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Chapter: Chapter 66: The Reckoning(Elara's POV) The world did not end with a bang. It ended with the shrill and digital scream of a dead man’s switch. Peter’s fingers did a final and violent dance across the mechanical keyboard. He breathed out a single word as if it were a final prayer. He said that it was sent. On his screen, a progress bar hit one hundred percent and then dissolved into a flickering skull icon. That was Peter’s personal signature. It was a digital middle finger to the empire Thorne had spent decades building. Peter looked at the screen with wide eyes. He looked like a man who had just set fire to his own house to stay warm. He whispered, "The SEC just got the keys to the kingdom." He told me that the Washington Post just received the internal memos regarding the New Delhi clinical trials. He said, "There's no taking it back now." He told me, "We just burned the world down." I told him, "It's good." However, the triumph felt hol
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Chapter: Chapter 65: The Sanctuary of Shadows(Elara's POV) The darkness of the carriage house was not merely an absence of light. It was a physical weight pressing against my eardrums as the hum of the high end servers died a sudden violent death. When Peter cut the power the silence that rushed in was deafening. It was broken only by the rhythmic mechanical hiss and click of Silas's portable ventilator. The sound echoed like the breathing of a wounded beast hidden in the corner of the room. "Peter the gurney now," I whispered. My voice felt small against the backdrop of the encroaching storm. Outside the world was no longer peaceful. The Heights with its manicured lawns and silent streetlights had betrayed us. I could hear the gravel of the driveway crunching under tires that were not trying to be quiet. These were not scouts. They were a recovery team. "I cannot just yank the leads Elara." Peter's voice was a frantic jagged edge in the dark. I could see t
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Craving The Reckless Twin: Hot Erotica Collection
⚠️WARNING: For mature readers 18+ only.
Themes: Body worship, dominance, primal play, and MFM/threesome content.
"Stop fighting it, Sloane," he growls, his fist knotted in my hair. He yanks my head back until my throat arches, exposing my frantic pulse. His thumb shoves past my lips, pressing down on my tongue with bruising force, marking me before he even tastes me.
I choke on a gasp, thighs trembling against the wall. "We can’t."
"Shut the fuck up," he snarls, his teeth grazing the sensitive cord of my neck. "I’ve spent years tracking every prim step you took. I’ve fantasized about the moment I finally cornered my prey."
He sinks his teeth into the junction of my shoulder, a sharp, possessive bite that will leave a jagged purple brand by morning. "Now, you’re locked in this cage with us. I’m going to leave my mark on every inch of your skin."
Behind him, his twin looms. A silent, lethal predator. I’m caged between them, the air thick with the scent of woodsmoke and ruin.
For four years, I was the invisible shield for the Sterling empire. To me, they were liabilities. To them, I was the hunt.
Zurich changed everything. The boy I once scheduled is now a man who pins me down, whispering filth while his brother watches, his eyes dark with the same starving intent.
I was paid to guard the Sterling legacy. Now, I’m the prize. I want them to hunt me. I want them to worship me. I want them to break me until there is nothing left but surrender.
Baca
Chapter: Chapter 42: The Break(Sloane's POV)Day seven.One hundred and sixty-eight hours of living in Leon's orbit, and the air in the apartment had become a conductor for a current neither of us knew how to switch off. Ever since that night at the Speakeasy, since Greta's voice had dismantled our boundaries and Leon's hands had rewritten the map of my skin, everything was different.We didn't talk about it. We practiced the art of the Great Omission. We focused on the debate. We focused on the data. We focused on anything that wasn't the way my pulse jumped when his shadow crossed mine in the kitchen.But the charge was there. It was in the way he handed me a coffee mug, his fingers careful not to graze mine. It was in the way I caught him staring at my mouth when I cited a statistic, his eyes darkening for a fraction of a second before he looked back at his laptop.By the time the sun dipped low enough to paint the sky a bruised, cinematic orange
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Chapter: Chapter 41: Today will be different(Sloane’s POV)The sunlight today was different. It was sharper, colder, slicing through the gaps in the blinds like a reminder that the world hadn't stopped turning just because mine had fractured.I didn't linger in bed. I couldn't. The sheets felt abrasive against my skin, every movement bringing back a phantom sensation of a velvet chair and the salt-slicked heat of the back room. I moved like I was made of glass.In the bathroom, steam began to fog the mirror. I didn't over-analyze what had happened. I didn't have the stomach for it. The flashbacks came anyway, jagged and strobe-lit. Leon's eyes blown wide and dark. The rhythmic thud of the table against the wall. The way the air had tasted of sweat and expensive gin.Then, I saw it.I tilted my chin up, pushing my hair back. A small, dark smudge sat just above my collarbone. A bruise. It was from where his hand had anchored me, fingers digging in while he u
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Chapter: Chapter 40: Marked(Sloane's POV) Leon approached with a heavy, deliberate gait, as if the very air in the room were shrinking to accommodate him. His chest rose and fell in violent, uneven surges. His ribs strained against sweat-slicked skin. His eyes had gone almost black. His pupils were blown wide, unrecognizable, feral. No tenderness remained. There was only hunger, rage, and something fundamentally broken. I tilted my head back against the chair to expose my throat, my lips already parted. No words were needed. No hesitation remained. There was just the raw, animal need pulsing between us, thick enough to swallow. He stopped inches away. The heat rolling off him hit me first: a cocktail of salt, musk, and the sharp metallic edge of adrenaline. He hovered close, still glistening from the others. His length was thick and flushed dark with blood, veins standing rigid under the skin. It twitched once when my breath ghosted over the head.
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Chapter: Chapter 39: Experience it all(Sloane’s POV)The air in the private back room was thick. It smelled of old wood, expensive spirits, and the looming threat Greta had just leveled. It was a small, velvet-lined space tucked away from the main lounge. A heavy curtain shielded it and muffled the city noise outside.Leon stood in the center of the room. His shadow cast long and jagged against the wall. He looked like a man standing on a gallows. His eyes were fixed on me. He searched for a sign of hesitation, a plea for him to stop. I gave him nothing. I sat on a low, high-backed chair. My legs were crossed. My fingers still trembled slightly from what Greta had done to me in the bathroom."Sloane, you don't have to do this," Leon said. His voice was a low, warning growl."The contract, Leon," Greta interrupted. Her voice was smooth as silk. She was already unzipping the side of her red gown. She let the fabric pool around her waist.Anna,
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Chapter: Chapter 38: Devil's Playground(Sloane's POV) The music died out as the band packed up, leaving the ballroom filled with the hollow sound of polite applause. It felt a world away. Leon's fingers dug into my waist, anchoring me against him. He was a solid, radiating wall of heat behind me, his chest rising and falling against my back in a heavy, uneven rhythm. I could feel the tension in him, the kind of coiled energy that usually preceded a fight or a disaster. He leaned in, his breath hot and smelling of the bourbon he'd been nursing. "Are you sure you can handle this, Sloane?" His voice was a low, gravelly vibration against my ear. "These people don't play by rules. They're bored, they're rich, and they're looking for something to break." I turned my head, my lips almost brushing his jaw. The scent of him, leather and expensive smoke, made my head swim more than the gin. "I'm tired of being cold, Leon," I whispered. "Let's burn. Le
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Chapter: Chapter 37: Challenge Accepted(Sloane POV)Greta's laugh cut right through the final notes of the tango. It was a loud, expensive sound that made the back of my neck prickle. She stepped back from Leon, her hand lingering on his sleeve with the kind of easy familiarity that felt like a slap."Oh, come on," she said, her voice bright enough to carry across the entire ballroom. "Enough of the dancing, Leon. Let's go into the city. See the real Zurich. Have some actual fun for once."She didn't look at me. She looked at him, her eyes tracking his face like she was looking for a crack in the armor. "The night's too young for polite exits. There's a spot in the old town. The Speakeasy. It's the kind of place where things actually happen. I know you're not nearly as well-behaved as you're pretending to be tonight."Herr Schneider chuckled, swirling the ice in his glass. He looked at Leon with the bored curiosity of a man who wanted to see a fig
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