I DIVORCED HIM! NOW, HE REGRETS
Behind the glamorous facade of a billionaire marriage, a toxic game of cat and mouse is unfolding.
Maya Perkins thought she had it all - a jaw-droppingly handsome husband, Larry Jonathan, a life of luxury, and a love that would last forever.
But when Larry's obsession with Brandy Owens, the seductive widow of his late friend (and campus sweetheart!), threatens to destroy everything, Maya is forced to make the one phone call she swore she'd never make.
Lies, deceit, and betrayal collide in a shocking tale of love, lust, and the true cost of perfection. Will Maya survive the wreckage of her marriage, or will she become the latest casualty of a love that's gone lethally wrong?
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Chapter: COFFEE, CHAOS, AND BAD TIMING CHAPTER 134 — COFFEE, CHAOS, AND BAD TIMINGMAYA’S POVWho was I even kidding? Running a big company isn’t cute. It’s spreadsheets, sleepless nights, and fake smiles over bitter coffee. The bigger the company, the more it sucks your soul.I stared at the stack of files on my desk like they were plotting against me. Contracts, audits, legal reviews—each one waiting for my signature like hungry mouths. My brain screamed for caffeine. Coffee. That was my only safe word.“Some coffee sounds nice,” I muttered to myself, shoving the pen aside.When I stood, the chair rolled back with a squeak that echoed across the glass walls. My head was pounding from too much thinking and not enough sleeping. My blazer was half-off my shoulder, my hair fighting gravity, and my mascara had surrendered hours ago. CEO? More like Chief Exhaustion Officer.Violet spotted me from her desk the second I opened the office door. “Ma’am, I can get that for you—”“No,” I cut her off before she even stood. “If I don’
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Chapter: OTHE TASTE OF DOUCEURCHAPTER 133– OTHE TASTE OF DOUCEURMAYA’S POV“I have a special delivery from Grace. She insisted you have some…” Damian tilted his head, squinting at the delicate label. “Douceur?”I blinked, almost snatching the box out of his hands. “Wait, Grace sent that?”He nodded, amusement tugging at his lips. “Apparently, yes. She made sure the courier treated it like a state secret. I had to sign twice.”I laughed softly, eyes glued to the sleek pastel box resting in his hands. The word Douceur was etched in gold cursive across the top—simple, elegant, and ridiculously expensive-looking. My heart did a little somersault.“Oh my God,” I whispered, taking it carefully, like it might shatter if I breathed wrong. “It’s even prettier in person.”Damian raised an eyebrow. “You look like you’re about to marry it.”I ignored him, peeling back the seal. The scent hit me first—warm vanilla, caramelized sugar, and the faintest trace of white chocolate. It was intoxicating. Inside, three glossy pastries
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Chapter: THE DOUCEUR EFFECT CHAPTER 132 — THE DOUCEUR EFFECT MAYA’S POVI can’t fucking believe it.Aleksander—of all people—had gifted me one of his companies.One of his big companies.He had people transfer assets, arrange staff, and sign entire divisions under my name… behind my back.How does a CEO not know she’s about to own a whole damn company?Easy. When she’s too busy drowning in drama—Maya drama.The car turned sharply into a private driveway lined with tall glass walls and black steel gates. It was sleek—modern—almost intimidating in its precision. The kind of place where deals were made with quiet words and expensive coffee.The gate slid open automatically, revealing a courtyard paved with marble that gleamed under the late sun. A fountain stood in the center, water cascading in perfect arcs.The building was tall and intimidating—modern glass stretched high into the clouds, gleaming like it was dipped in arrogance. I looked at Damian, eyes narrowing. “When did this happen?”“While you were busy
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Chapter: WICKED APOLOGY CHAPTER 131 — WICKED APOLOGY MAYA’S POV… :Hey, beautiful. How did it go?The message popped up at the top of my screen, bold and bright, right next to the name that always made my stomach do that stupid little twist nowadays.Aleksander.I stared at it for a second. My thumb hovered above the screen, but I didn’t reply. Not yet. I could almost hear his voice through the words—smooth, amused, with that boyish arrogance that made everything sound like a dare.I typed back slowly.Me: You’re in no position to ask me that.Aleksander: Oh, you’re still mad?Mad?No. Mad was too soft, too polite.Me: I’m not mad. I’m furious.For a moment, the typing dots disappeared. Aleksander: Geez… I think I can make it up to you.I frowned. Here we go again.Me: How?I sent, against my better judgment.A notification blinked. Aleksander sent a photo.God. I knew I shouldn’t click it. My brain screamed don’t, but my thumb didn’t listen.The screen flashed to life—and just like that, my entire nervous
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Chapter: THE DRIVE CHAPTER 130 – “THE DRIVE”MAYA’S POVThe station doors closed behind us with a metallic thud that sounded too final. Like an ending. Or maybe a warning. The air outside hit me—cold, sharp, almost refreshing after an hour in that suffocating room filled with fluorescent lights and suspicion.Damian walked beside me, his expression unreadable. He’d been calm during the entire ordeal, too calm for someone who’d just sat across from a detective that practically accused me of murder.“I’m so sorry about that,” he said finally, voice low, apologetic.I glanced up at him, one brow raised. “Sorry that they think I killed my own brother, or sorry because you probably had to pay off the Chief to shut Liam up?”He didn’t answer. Just gave me that controlled, executive smile that said let’s not talk about this here.And that’s when it hit me—maybe he did bribe the Chief. Maybe that’s why I was walking out instead of being handcuffed.Was he being considerate? Or was there another reason?Either w
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Chapter: SUSPICION CHAPTER 129 – “SUSPICION”MAYA’S POVBoth men paused for a fraction of a second. I couldn’t tell if it was surprise, recognition, or a mix of both.“Brandy Owens?” Liam repeated, eyes narrowing slightly. “The same Brandy Owens involved in the incident today?”“Yes,” I said quickly. “She was the only person I saw that night. We talked briefly.” My voice cracked slightly at the edges, but I pushed on. “She can confirm I was at my brother’s house.”Liam leaned back, arms folding over his chest, and for the first time since I walked in, he didn’t immediately look like he was plotting against me. Almost as if he was reconsidering his assumptions. Almost.The Chief cleared his throat, a soft, deliberate sound meant to cut tension but not stir it further. “That’s all for now. Thank you for your time.”But of course, Officer Liam DeVaughn couldn’t leave it at that.“What do you mean, that’s all?” His voice sliced through the silence, sharp and accusing. “She could’ve easily instructed someone
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THORN BETWEEN THE THREE
Rhea was nothing—an orphaned omega, forgotten in the shadows of Crescent Shadow Pack. She was bullied, ignored, and born into a world that never wanted her. Her only warmth came from Lyra, the Beta’s radiant daughter—a girl Rhea worshipped like the sun, the one blessed by the Moon Goddess herself.
Rhea lived for Lyra’s light.
Until the Goddess turned her gaze.
On her twentieth birthday, Rhea is thrust into the center of a destiny she never asked for—fated mate to the Alpha’s triplet sons. Three brothers, one throne, and a bond that will crown her as Luna. But only one mate can ascend. And the others? They may destroy her before they let her choose.
Cassian, the wild heir who once loved Lyra and now hates Rhea for taking her place.
Lucian, the perfect firstborn with ambition in his eyes and loyalty that cuts like a blade.
Dorian, the soft-spoken charmer with a secret fire and a desperate hunger to matter.
As power swells and envy brews, Rhea must rise from the ashes of who she was. The Moon has chosen her, but the pack? They will not kneel easily. Especially not when her bond pushes Lyra—the sun she once lived for—into shadow. Will Lyra accept becoming the shadow or will she come back for the light that was hers?
In a world ruled by legacy and ambition, Rhea must decide if she is a girl surviving fate—or a Luna shaping it.
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Chapter: JUSTIN?CHAPTER THIRTY-SIX: JUSTIN?DORIAN'S POV “What?” My eyes widened in shock, it felt like the room was still, like I was the only one moving. It felt like my whole world; the whole room was spinning around me and I could do absolutely nothing to stop it. “What Max is going to do to him?”“To Justin?”Anora said nothing, her face showed signs of her regretting ever saying anything. She cursed quietly. Everything angered me, I did my best to calm down. I tried to remind myself that it is not her fault, she is under Max's thumb, she has no choice but to stay quiet.I tried to make all these excuses for her, to justify her not telling me anything more. I tried to justify this, to soothe my anger, to get myself to calm down but nothing worked.She has the answers! She has the fucking keys that can get us out of here! She can set us free, she can help us return to our normal lives but she chooses to stay quiet! No matter how much I tried to justify her silence, I couldn't.“Where the fuck i
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Chapter: GOLDEN COFFINCHAPTER THIRTY-FIVE: GOLDEN COFFIN RHEA'S POV Cassian wants to see me? I must have heard him wrong. He hates me! Why would he want to see me? The shock must have been very visible on my face, I tried to hide it but it only showed more. I hate being such an expressive person, for some reason my face never learnt how to hide what it is thinking.Cassian looked a little hit uncomfortable, he cleared his throat loudly.“I wanted to see you because…” he trailed off as if he was trying to gather his thoughts.“Uhm, I wanted to see you to apologize. I should not have yelled at you earlier, none of this is your fault so I should not have pinned it on you,” he said looking directly at me, his gaze burned fiercely into my eyes.“Oh,” I said and looked away. I felt odd, I feel like I should not be feeling like this.Why do I feel disappointed, that is not the emotion I should be having! I should be happy that he does not hate me anymore, I should accept his apology graciously, the feeling of d
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Chapter: NOT THE ENEMYCHAPTER THIRTY-FOUR: NOT THE ENEMY DORIAN'S POV “Get away from me!” “You are not real! You're just in my mind. I'm going crazy, I'm really really going crazy,” I laughed hysterically to myself. This has to be some sort of sick joke, maybe my mind is playing a trick on me, maybe…yes…it makes sense now this is just a response to trauma that the bullet had caused to my skin Yes! Exactly! This is my body's response to the pain, my mind is just conjuring things, making me see my dead older brother.I laughed, throwing my hands in the air. Funny, very funny mind.“Why are you laughing? Do I look funny?” His brows furrowed, a quizzical look stayed on his face. What the fuck?! He is still here? Mind, is it not time for you to make him disappear? Is it not time me to realize that I have been talking to someone imaginary. An illusion only lasts a few seconds so why is this one still here.I stared at him in shock…or is this real?“How are you Alive? You died, we buried you so how? How is th
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Chapter: A COWARD?CHAPTER THIRTY-THREE: A COWARD?RHEA'S POV What do you do when you have no control of your own destiny? How do you fix things when you are not sure how it broke in the first place? How do you continue when nothing makes sense?Nothing makes sense to me right now, everything just feels like it is spinning out of control, everything just seems to be unraveling and there's nothing I can do to stop it. There's no way I can restore things to how they were before. Everything was perfect before I came into the picture. Everything would have remained perfect still if only I was not inserted into the picture…if only I did not exist. I am a problem, I obstruct people's love life, I affect people's love story in very negative ways. First it was my mom and her boyfriend Billy, now it's Lyra and Cassian.Cassian was right, things were perfect before I showed up. Before I showed up, they were madly in love with each other, their hearts burned for each other. Before I showed up, Lyra used to speak
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Chapter: A FALLEN HEROCHAPTER THIRTY-TWO: A FALLEN HERODORIAN'S POV “Brother,” he said as he stretched his arms forth for a hug. He looked almost the same as he did years ago. He had a smile on his face that I remember only slightly. His face hardly changed, it just got longer, more mature, like a older Max, like if he was actually given the opportunity to grow up into himself, life if he wasn't snatched away from us by death.Oh goodness how is this even possible! How does he looked almost the exact same! How does his voice sound the same except that its child-ish glint has been replaced with a much more mature baritone! Even his expression, his stance, his face, his eyes! How is this even possible!“i have waited for this moment for years. I have imagined how it will feel like to re-unite with my family again.” His mouth cracked into a smile as his voice reverberated through the large abyss that was the room.It carried through the air like sounds in an echo chamber, like wind rustling through the wood
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Chapter: LET THE GAME BEGIN!!!CHAPTER THIRTY-ONE: LET THE GAME BEGIN!JUSTIN'S POV It felt like I was being marched to my death.Two hefty scary looking guys stood at either of my sides. Their faces were completely stern. Their eyes were as cold as steel in the winter. They walked militantly like soldiers being sent to the war front, like commanders that were sent to retrieve an enemy.“Walk!” One of them yelled and then proceeded to kick me in the shin despite the fact that I was walking as fast as I could. We walked down a hollow hallway to an unknown destination. The hallway looked like something built ages back, sometimes meant for a totally different era. The stony walls looked a bit greenish with algae infestation. There were unsealed cracks in the wall, these cracks had water coming in from them. The lower parts of our legs were completely swallowed in greenish water. The water seeped into my shoes, I kept walking, I ignored the growing nausea within me. I ignored the urge to barf in disgust and fear, the
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