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?
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Chapter: EpilogueOlivia's POVThe wedding was small, the way I always knew it would be, once I finally understood what I actually wanted instead of what I had once been taught a life was supposed to look like.We held it in the garden behind the foundation, under the same jacaranda trees that had grown taller in the two years since we planted them, their purple blossoms scattered across the grass the way they had been the first morning I found my mother's grave. I had asked for that on purpose. I wanted her there, in whatever way she could be, on the one day I most wished she could stand beside me."You look like you're about to cry before we've even started," Victoria said, adjusting the collar of my dress with hands that were steadier now than they had ever been when we were girls competing for the same scraps of attention."I might cry the whole way through," I admitted. "I've stopped trying to control that.""Good," she said. "It suits you better than the version of you who used to pretend everyth
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Chapter: 78Olivia's POVHe was too quiet while he did the dishes, and that was how I knew something was different.David was never quiet like that. He talked while he worked, ran commentary on whatever show was playing, complained cheerfully about the state of the kitchen sponge. That night he stood at the sink with his sleeves pushed up and said almost nothing at all, and I sat on the counter behind him swinging my feet and watching the tense line of his shoulders with growing curiosity."You're being strange," I said."I'm washing dishes.""You're being strange while washing dishes."He turned around, drying his hands on the towel slowly, and there was something in his face I had learned to recognize over the months we had spent building this life together, quiet, careful nervousness dressed up as calm. I had seen that exact expression once before, on a rooftop, right before he kissed me for the first time."David," I said, sliding off the counter. "What is it."He did not answer right away. H
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Chapter: 77David's POVThe box arrived at my apartment on a Tuesday, small and unremarkable, and I stood in the kitchen holding it for a full minute before I found the nerve to open it.It was not the ring itself that made my hands unsteady. I had chosen that weeks earlier, a simple band with a single stone, nothing like the ostentatious jewelry Marcus used to drape across Olivia like armor plating. I had chosen it specifically because it did not look like anything Marcus would have chosen, because I wanted her to see it and think of nothing except the two of us, no shadow of the old life lingering anywhere near it.What made my hands unsteady was the quiet certainty sitting underneath the decision. I had spent eleven years building a career around careful, measured choices, weighing risk against reward in every direction before I ever committed to anything. This was the first decision of my adult life I had made without needing to weigh it at all.I put the box in the drawer of my nightstand an
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Chapter: 76Emmanuel's POVThe ribbon was blue, which seemed like an odd detail to remember clearly on a day that held so much else, but I remembered it precisely because Olivia had insisted on it, saying blue was the color of the sky the morning she visited her mother's grave for the first time.We stood together in front of a modest building on the edge of the city, nothing like the towering glass headquarters my other holdings occupied. This one was low and warm looking, red brick with large windows, a garden already planted along the front where children could sit if they wanted to. Olivia had insisted on the garden too. Somewhere for kids to keep their own boxes of stones, she had told me once, without anyone telling them it was childish."The Osei Collins Foundation for Family Safety," the sign above the door read, and I had argued gently with her over that name, suggesting it should carry only her name, since the work itself belonged entirely to her vision. She had refused."It carries bot
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Chapter: 75Victoria's POVMy daughter arrived at two in the morning, loud from the very first breath, and I laughed through the pain of it because some part of me had already known she would be exactly that.Jerome held my hand through all of it, his face pale with a kind of fear I had never seen on him before, the specific terror of a man who had learned, only months earlier, the full truth of what the woman he loved had done and had chosen to stay anyway. He had cried when I finally told him everything, not gentle tears, the kind that came from somewhere deep and frightened, and then he had wiped his face and asked me one simple question. What do you need from me now.I had not known how to answer him that night. I knew how to answer him now, watching him hold our daughter for the first time, his whole body curved protectively around her tiny weight."She has your stubborn chin," I told him."She has your lungs," he said, wincing slightly as she cried again, and I laughed properly this time,
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Chapter: 74Olivia's POVThe foreman's hands were shaking when he stood to read the verdict, and somehow that small detail told me everything before he said a single word.I sat between David and Emmanuel in the front row of the gallery, my hands folded tightly in my lap, and felt the entire courtroom hold its breath at the same moment. Weeks of testimony had led to this, recordings and documents and witnesses who had risked everything to stand where Wheeler and Leo and Sophia had stood, and now it came down to twelve strangers and a piece of paper."On the count of conspiracy to commit murder," the foreman read, his voice steadier now that he had started, "we find the defendant, Marcus Collins, guilty."A sound moved through the gallery, not quite a gasp, something quieter and more controlled, the collective release of breath from people who had been holding it far longer than the length of this trial."On the count of conspiracy to commit financial fraud, guilty. On the count of obstruction of
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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.
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Chapter: Dominic Finds Out EverythingPOV: DominicThree days was enough time to understand most things. I had learned that about myself early. Put me in a new environment and give me seventy-two hours and I would have the architecture of it figured out. Who the important people were. What the unspoken rules were. Where the tension lived and why.This apartment had significant tension. Noah was easy to read. Good person, perceptive, kept things light on the surface because he understood that someone had to. He had filled me in on the basic shape of the Avery situation on day one, not as gossip but as context, the way you brief someone who is going to be living in a space about the things that matter in that space.The campus social situation I had navigated myself. Westbridge Watch. River's piece. The gala. All of it was still circulating in various forms and I had absorbed it quickly because I was good at absorbing things quickly. What I had not yet gotten was Zane's version.The real one. Not the clipped, managed summar
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Chapter: River Hayes ArrivesPOV: River / AveryRiverThe creative writing module was smaller than I expected.Fourteen students, a circular arrangement of chairs, a lecturer who introduced me to the room with four words — River Hayes, transfer student— and went straight back to the session. I had the impression Elliot had done this before. Introduced people with the minimum viable information and trusted them to fill in the rest themselves.I sat down and read the room. I did this automatically, the way other people checked their phones when they entered a new space. It was a professional habit that had become a personal one somewhere in the last two years of writing about people for a living. You looked at a room and you identified the things worth looking at.Three students near the window were together in the way of people who had decided their opinions on everything before the class started. Two in the back row were here because the course fit their schedule rather than their interests. The girl near the fro
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Chapter: Seraphine Comes to the DoorPOV: AveryMy father answered it. I was in my room when the knock came, sitting on my bed with my notebook open and nothing written in it, and I heard the knock and then I heard my father's footsteps crossing the apartment and then I heard the door open.Then silence, The specific kind of silence that has weight in it, I got up. I came to the doorway of my room and stopped.My father was standing at the front door and my mother was standing on the other side of it and they were looking at each other across eleven years and approximately three feet of space.Neither of them said anything immediately. I had tried to prepare myself for the possibility of this. I had not come close.My father looked older than the version of himself my mother had last seen. He had grey at his temples now and the lines around his eyes were deeper. My mother looked exactly as she had at the gala, composed and elegant and present in the specific way of someone who had prepared themselves carefully for a mome
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Chapter: The Brother Nobody KnewPOV: Zane / DominicZaneI made him coffee because it was something to do with my hands. He sat at the kitchen table with his backpack still on one shoulder, looking around the apartment with the quick, absorbing attention of someone cataloguing a new environment. He clocked the untouched water glass. He clocked my jacket still on. He did not comment on either of these things immediately, which told me he was smarter than his entrance had suggested."Okay," I said, setting the coffee in front of him. "Talk."He talked.It came out in one continuous stream without pauses for breath or transitions between points, the way Dominic had apparently always communicated based on the nineteen years of evidence I was currently receiving. He and Dad had been building toward this for months. The university thing was the final point but not the only point. Dad had decided Dominic should attend a specific institution, study a specific program, position himself for a specific future. He had presente
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Chapter: Zane in the DarkPOV: ZaneThe jacket was still on. I had not taken it off. I had come home from the car park and sat down at the kitchen table and the jacket had stayed on because taking it off would have required a decision and I was not making decisions.The glass of water in front of me had been there since one in the morning. I had not touched it. The apartment was dark except for the kitchen light. I had not turned on anything else. I just sat in the specific quiet of a place that felt different at four in the morning than it did at any other hour, and I worked through what happened with the same systematic approach I applied to everything.Except the system was not producing anything useful. I knew what had happened. I could list it in order. Cole at the microphone. The room going quiet. Avery's face moving through confusion and understanding and devastation in approximately ten seconds. Her looking at me. Me not denying it because there was nothing to deny.Her walking out. The car park. Her f
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Chapter: Richard ChenPOV: AveryHe found the eggs before I told him where they were. That was my father. He came into an unfamiliar kitchen and opened the right cupboard on the second try and started making breakfast like it was something he had always done in this specific space. He did not ask if I was hungry. He just cooked.Mia had woken up, seen my father standing at the stove, introduced herself in thirty seconds with the full warmth she deployed when she approved of someone immediately, and then excused herself with the tact of someone who understood the room completely. The door had closed behind her and then it was just the two of us and the sound of eggs in a pan.I sat at the kitchen table and watched him."You didn't have to drive through the night," I said."I know," he said."Who called you?""Does it matter?""I'm curious."He turned briefly. "Mia. Around midnight." He turned back to the pan. "She said you were okay but that she thought I should know."I looked at the table. Mia had called
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