The Billionaire Husband Who Tried to Kill Me
“Sign the divorce papers, Olivia… or I’ll make sure you never wake up again.”
I thought marriage meant love, loyalty, and forever. But the night I overheard my husband plotting my downfall with my sister-in-law, my world shattered. The man I had sacrificed everything for was only after my family’s wealth and worse, he wanted me dead.
Drugged. Betrayed. Left bleeding while he ran to the arms of his ex. That was Marcus Thompson, the man everyone believed was the perfect billionaire husband.
But I won’t go down quietly. With enemies in my own family and assassins at my doorstep, I must fight back. And when David, the man who risked his life to save mine, steps in, I begin to see what true love really feels like.
Now, I’m trapped between a husband who would rather bury me than let me go, and a man willing to risk everything to protect me.
In a world built on lies, betrayal, and deadly secrets… who can I trust when even love could be a weapon?
Basahin
Chapter: 63David's POVThe federal building had a particular smell. Old carpet, recycled air, and the specific staleness of a place where serious things happened every day and the walls had absorbed enough of it that you felt it the moment you walked in. I had been in federal buildings before, many times, but always on the peripheral edges of cases. Document reviews, filing procedures, the administrative machinery of law.This was different.This was the center of it. Zara met me in the lobby at eight thirty. She was already carrying two coffees and had her files organized under one arm with the efficiency of someone who had been awake and working for hours before our meeting began.She handed me one of the coffees without a word."How bad is it going to be?" I asked."Complicated," she said. "Which is different from bad. Complicated we can work with."We took the elevator to the fourth floor and were shown into a conference room where Reeves was already seated at the head of the table with two
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Chapter: 62Victoria's POVThe café Zara chose was the kind of place that did not try too hard. Small tables, mismatched chairs, the smell of ground coffee and something baking in the back. The kind of place where nobody looked at you twice because everyone there was absorbed in their own quiet business. I arrived ten minutes early because I needed the time to sit with what I was about to do before I actually did it.Meet Sophia Dubois, Voluntarily, For coffee. Three months ago the idea would have been absurd. Three months ago I had been on the same side as Sophia, both of us instruments of the same plan, neither of us acknowledging out loud what that made us. Now Marcus was in federal custody and I was pregnant and sitting in a café waiting for the woman who had thrown herself against a hospital wall to frame my sister.Life had taken a strange shape. I ordered tea I did not particularly want and watched the door. She came in at exactly the arranged time. That was the first thing I noticed. Not
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Chapter: 61Sophia's POVThe conference room had no windows. I noticed that immediately when they led me in. Four walls, a long table, two prosecutors, a court recorder in the corner with her machine, and a glass of water nobody had touched. The kind of room designed to contain a conversation completely. No outside world. No weather. No way to look away from what you were there to do.I sat down and folded my hands on the table and told myself to breathe. The lead prosecutor was a woman named Patricia Chen. Mid forties, dark suit, hair pulled back, the kind of face that gave nothing away without effort. The second prosecutor was younger, a man named Harris who had a notepad and a pen and the careful attentiveness of someone who had been told to listen and was taking it seriously.Patricia Chen looked at me across the table and said, "Ms. Dubois, before we begin I want to confirm that you understand you are here voluntarily, that you have waived your right to have personal counsel present at your
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Chapter: 60Olivia's POVI woke up before David. His arm was around me, heavy and warm, and the morning was coming through the curtains in thin pale lines across the floor. The room smelled like sleep and something faintly woody from the furniture. Outside the window birds were making the kind of unhurried noise that only happened when the world had not yet fully started.I lay still and did not move. His breathing was slow and even against the back of my neck. His arm was around my waist. I looked at the curtains and the light moving through them and I thought about the fact that this was the first morning in four years I had woken up beside someone and felt safe.That thought sat with me uncomfortably. Not because it was wrong. Because it was right, and the rightness of it was unfamiliar enough that some part of me did not quite trust it. I had learned in four years of marriage to Marcus that warmth was conditional. That morning could feel peaceful and still contain something waiting underneath
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Chapter: 59David's POVThe guest room was quiet. Not the tense, watchful quiet that had lived in every room we had occupied for the last several weeks. Something softer than that. The kind of quiet that came after the worst had passed and the air had not yet figured out what to fill itself with.Olivia was sitting on the edge of the bed when I came in. She had her shoes off. Her hands were in her lap. She was looking at the floor the way people looked at things they were not actually seeing.I closed the door behind me. I crossed the room and sat beside her on the bed, close enough that our arms touched.Neither of us spoke for a while. Outside the window Emmanuel's garden was dark. The security team had finished for the night. The house had settled into something like stillness, and inside that stillness the events of the last several hours were still moving through both of us. The arrest. The raid. The letter. Kofi's voice saying yes, he had known, and saying nothing for twenty three years."A
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Chapter: 58Olivia's POVKofi Osei looked nothing like his brother. Emmanuel carried himself like a man who had decided very early what kind of person he intended to be and had spent decades becoming exactly that. Every movement is deliberate. Every word chosen. A kind of controlled gravity that filled whatever room he entered.Kofi looked like a man who had spent thirty years putting something down and picking it back up and never quite managing either.He was older than Emmanuel by four years but looked older than that. His hair was completely white. His face was deeply lined, not from age alone but from the specific kind of wearing that came from the inside. He sat in the front room chair with his hands folded in his lap and his eyes on the floor when we entered, and he did not look up immediately.When he did look up and his eyes found mine, he went very still. I sat across from him. David sat beside me. Emmanuel stood near the door with his arms crossed and his face completely unreadable.No
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My boyfriend cheated with my sister, then I kissed Zane
Three years. That's how long Avery Rose Chen has loved Cole. Three years of loyalty, sacrifices, and believing she had found her forever.
Then she comes home on his birthday and finds him with her sister. Humiliated, heartbroken, and desperate to escape the wreckage of her life, Avery makes one reckless decision at a crowded campus party.
She kisses a stranger.Unfortunately, that stranger happens to be Zane Prescott, Campus superstar, Star athlete. The most desired guy at the university. And the last person she should ever have involved in her drama.
What starts as a desperate act soon turns into something neither of them expected when Zane proposes a fake relationship that could solve both their problems.
But fake dating the most popular man on campus comes with consequences, especially when Cole suddenly wants Avery back. Especially when her sister refuses to let go.
And especially when Avery begins to realize that the feelings growing between her and Zane may be the only thing that isn't fake.
Because Zane Prescott doesn't lose. And once he decides something belongs to him, he doesn't walk away. But behind his perfect reputation lies a secret powerful enough to destroy everything they've built.
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Including them..My boyfriend cheated with my sister. Then I kissed Zane Prescott. And that was the moment my life changed forever.
Basahin
Chapter: What Noah SeesPOV: NoahI had a gift.Not athleticism, although that was there too. Not academics, although I managed. My actual gift was observation. I noticed things. Small things. The kind of things people did not realize they were doing because they were too busy doing them to watch themselves.It had made me an excellent teammate and an even better friend.It was currently making the situation with Zane deeply entertaining.I had clocked it first on Sunday morning. He came out of his room, poured coffee, sat down, and picked up his phone. Normal. Then he put the phone down. Picked it up again. Put it down. Stared at the wall for approximately forty seconds. Picked it up a third time.I had said nothing. I had eaten my cereal and watched this man, who I had seen handle a finals game with a shoulder injury without blinking, lose a quiet battle with his own contact list.He never sent the message, monday gave me more material. I was crossing the courtyard when I spotted them at the library table.
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Chapter: Jade Enters the ChatPOV: Avery / JadeAveryI saw it before I even sat down. Mia had her phone out before we reached the campus courtyard, walking fast beside me with her jaw set in a way that meant she had already read whatever she was about to show me and had spent the walk over deciding how to present it.She held the screen out without a word.The page was called Westbridge Watch. The profile picture was a clean, minimal logo in black and white. The post had gone up at seven in the morning, which meant someone had woken up with intention.I read it.It did not attack me. That was the first thing I noticed. There were no insults, no direct accusations, nothing that could be screenshotted and labeled as bullying. It was smarter than that. It was a series of questions, written in a breezy, curious tone that made the whole thing sound like innocent interest.So Zane Prescott is officially off the market, and the lucky girl is Avery Chen. But who exactly is Avery Chen? We know she's a third year student.
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Chapter: The Kingston ProblemPOV: ZaneI had a system for problems. Identify the variable, Isolate it, Find the cleanest solution with the least collateral damage. Apply it and move forward.It had worked for every problem I had encountered in twenty-two years. Difficult coaches, difficult opponents, my father's expectations. The Kingston arrangement. Every single one of them had eventually bent to the system.Isabella showing up at the stadium was not bending. I sat on the couch in my apartment with my elbows on my knees and stared at the floor. My kit bag was still by the door where I had dropped it. I had not showered yet. I had come in, sat down, and started thinking, and thinking had kept me here for the past thirty minutes.The game felt like it had happened three days ago.Isabella arriving was not her decision. I knew that before she had finished hugging me. I knew it from the way she carried herself, prepared, composed, like she had been briefed and dressed and sent. Isabella was not impulsive. She did n
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Chapter: Future HusbandPOV: AveryThe words just sat there.‘The girl dating my future husband.’Isabella was still smiling at me. It was a real smile in the way that a knife is a real thing, precise, deliberate, made for a specific purpose. My hand was still warm from her handshake. I kept my face exactly where I had placed it, neutral, unbothered, somewhere in the neighborhood of mildly amused."Well," I said, "that's quite an introduction."Isabella tilted her head slightly like I had said something charming. "I suppose it is."Beside me, Mia had not made a single sound. Mia, who had an opinion about everything including the weather, was completely silent. That scared me more than anything Isabella had said.Zane had gone still in the way I was already learning to recognize. Not surprised but contained like something had shifted underneath the surface and he was holding the whole structure in place through sheer control.Isabella turned to him. Whatever the smile meant when she directed it at me, it soft
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Chapter: The Girl Who Was PromisedBy Wednesday, the hallway kiss had its own thread. Not just a video, A thread. With screenshots and frame by frame breakdowns and people arguing in the comments about whether the way Zane's hand had moved to my face was scripted or real. Someone had made a compilation. Someone else had made a ranking of all the times Zane had looked at me versus all the times he had looked away and what it meant.I knew all of this because Mia read every single comment out loud at breakfast and refused to stop."This one says you looked like you were going to cry after," she said."I wasn't going to cry.""This one says Zane looked like he was going to do it again.""Mia.""I'm just reporting the news." She turned her phone face down finally and looked at me. "How did it actually feel?"I picked up my coffee. "Like acting."She looked at me for a long moment. "Sure," she said. And went back to her breakfast.++Dana texted me that morning. Seven messages, each one a little louder than the last, ending
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Chapter: Act Like You Mean ItBy Tuesday morning, the whole campus had decided we were either the most interesting thing to happen all semester or the biggest joke. I couldn't figure out which one yet.Zane walked beside me across the quad and I felt every single pair of eyes that tracked us. Girls by the fountain stopped talking mid-sentence. A guy nearly walked into a pole. Someone held up their phone without even pretending to be subtle about it."They're staring," I said quietly."They're always staring," Zane said. "Just not usually at you.""That was almost a compliment.""Almost."He didn't smile but something shifted at the corner of his mouth and I filed that away without knowing why. We made it to the cafeteria and I told myself it was going to be fine. It was lunch. People eat lunch every day. Nobody was going to make this into a whole thing.It became a whole thing. We had barely sat down when three girls took the table directly across from ours. I recognised two of them from the video comments I had m
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