Chapter: Chapter 10"Are you saying Taylor likes you?!" Kate’s eyes widened in exaggerated disbelief before she threw her head back and burst into a wild, hysterical fit of laughter. She clutched her stomach, her shrill giggles echoing across the yard, drawing curious glances from nearby guests. I stood my ground, my fingers gripping the delicate stem of my champagne glass so tightly my knuckles turned white, while Andrew stared at her in stunned silence. Finally, Kate wiped a fake tear from her eye, her laughter cutting off into a cold, vicious sneer. "Don't you get it, Sophia? Your life is an absolute wreck! You're stuck in a pathetic, unhappy mess, and now you’re trying to compete with me by fabricating this hilarious lie? We both know Taylor is an icy, untouchable corporate queen who would never look at a woman like you. It's ridiculous!" Andrew’s shocked expression melted away, replaced by a slow, arrogant smirk. He wrapped a possessive arm around Kate’s waist, pulling her flush against
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Chapter: Chapter 9The next morning arrived in a flurry of activity. An urgent call from the corporate office pulled Taylor away early for an emergency board meeting she couldn't reschedule. Before leaving, she stood by the edge of the bed, perfectly tailored in a slate-grey suit, her dark eyes lingering on me with quiet intensity. "An emergency came up at the main office," she said, leaning down to cup my cheek lightly. Her warm thumb traced my jawline, sending a subtle spark through my skin. "I won't be able to go with you, but I'll meet you directly at the banquet. Don't worry about getting there; my driver, Henry, will be waiting out front at seven sharp. He knows where to take you." "I understand," I replied softly, leaning into her touch for a fleeting second. "Be safe," Taylor whispered, her lips brushing my forehead before she turned and strode out, leaving her signature scent lingering in the cool room. When evening fell, I found myself standing in front of Taylor’s expansive walk-in cl
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Chapter: Chapter 8"Taylor… what the fuck is happening here?" Andrew’s sharp, suffocating voice sliced through the heavy air of the bedroom. The shock hit me like a bucket of ice water. Panic surged through my veins, obliterating the lingering haze of pleasure in an instant. I gasped against Taylor’s mouth, my heart leaping straight into my throat as sheer terror gripped me. Reacting purely on instinct, I shoved against Taylor’s shoulders with all the strength I could muster. The kiss broke with a soft, wet sound. I scrambled wildly across the mattress, pulling my dress down as I buried myself beneath the thick silk duvet at the far edge of the king-sized bed. My hands trembled violently as I pulled the covers up to my chin, my breathing coming in short, terrified hitches. Taylor didn't panic. She didn't even look startled. Instead, a dark, dangerous hiss escaped her lips at the interruption. Slowly, fluidly, she sat up on the edge of the bed and stood to her feet, smoothing down her silk robe
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Chapter: Chapter 7Taylor’s arms slid under my knees and around my back, scooping me up effortlessly in a bridal style. I gasped, instinctively wrapping my arms around her neck to steady myself. Her body was solid, warm, and radiating a subtle scent of sandalwood and expensive perfume that instantly made my head spin. She walked up the grand staircase without breaking her stride, her dark eyes locked onto mine the entire time. I couldn't look away even if I wanted to. The absolute dominance in her gaze sent an electric shiver straight down my spine. She pushed open the heavy double doors of her master bedroom, stepping inside and letting the door click shut behind us. Walking over to the massive king-sized bed, she laid me down gently across the silk sheets. But before I could even draw a full breath, she leaned over, coming down to hover directly on top of me. Her arms framed my head, trapping me in her orbit. "Scared?" Taylor murmured; her voice was so low, a velvet purr. She was so close th
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Chapter: Chapter 6She was wearing a long, dark silk robe, her long hair falling over her shoulders. She looked completely relaxed, yet the icy aura radiating off her filled the entire room with a suffocating tension. Her dark eyes swept over the shattered glass, landed on Andrew and Kate, and finally settled on me lying on the floor.Her face darkened, her expression turning terrifyingly furious.She turned her gaze onto Andrew and Kate, her voice dropping into a dangerous, deadly calm.“Go back to your rooms,” Taylor ordered, every word cut from steel. “If you keep making a scene in my house, you’re both out on the street tonight. Do I make myself clear?”Andrew swallowed hard, his posture immediately shrinking. He knew Taylor wasn't making empty threats; she had the authority and the power to kick them out without a second thought.“Baby, let’s go,” Andrew muttered nervously to Kate. Without waiting for her answer, he scooped Kate up into his arms and quickly carried her out of the dining room, pract
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Chapter: Chapter 5Then the two people whom I hated with every fibre of my being walked straight into the dining room.They were clinging to each other, so completely lost in a heavy, passionate kiss that they didn't even care to check if the room was empty. It was Andrew and Kate.Kate’s arms were wrapped tightly around his neck, letting out soft, breathless moans into his mouth while he pulled her flush against his body.My fingers froze around the crystal glass in my hand. Cold rage washed over the warm buzz of the alcohol.“I love you so much, you little tease,” Andrew muttered against her lips, breathless and eager.When they finally broke the kiss. Kate’s fingers trailed down Andrew’s bare chest. He wasn't even wearing a shirt. A smug, victorious smile spread across my sister's face.“So tell me...” Kate purred, her voice dripping with artificial sweetness. “Am I better than Sophia at turning you on?”“By far, baby,” Andrew replied instantly with a low smirk on his face as Kate’s hand slid lower,
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The Daughter He Let Die
First-Person POVWinning Back the WifeGirl PowerDoctorIntelligentActor / ActressDivorceMisunderstandingWeak to Strong
Elena Carter once had everything, a brilliant career, a respected name in medical research, and a family she believed was worth sacrificing everything for.
As a pioneering pediatric immunologist, she was on the verge of a breakthrough that could save thousands of children suffering from a rare and deadly genetic disorder. But for love, she walked away from it all… choosing to become a wife, a mother to a fragile child who depended on her for survival.
She believed her sacrifice meant something.
However, she was wrong.
Her husband, Marcus Thorne, lies a truth Elena never dared to see, a truth that begins to unravel the night a stranger sends her a message that changes everything. What starts as suspicion soon turns into something more devastating than betrayal.
It isn’t just about another woman.
It’s about stolen time.
Broken promises.
A decision that will cost Elena more than she ever imagined.
When tragedy strikes and the truth finally surfaces, Elena is forced to confront a reality so cruel it shatters everything she once believed in love, loyalty, the man she trusted with her life.
With nothing left to hold her back, she walks away.
But she doesn’t leave empty-handed.
She takes with her the one thing that still matters to her.
Years later, she returns… no longer the woman he once overlooked, but a force the world cannot ignore. A doctor who saves lives. A woman who rebuilt herself from ashes.
Fate brings them face to face again
Marcus is left with a truth he can no longer escape:
The woman he once took for granted…
Is now the only one who can save what he holds dear.
But some losses don’t fade.
Some wounds don’t heal.
And this time.
Elena Carter may choose herself.
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Chapter: Chapter 4: For my dying Daughter SeekThe cab ride home was a blur of streetlights and unshed tears. I stared out the car window, watching the city pass by in a smear of colors and shapes, a world that continued to turn even though mine had just stopped spinning. When we pulled up in front of our house, I paid the driver without meeting his eyes in the rearview mirror, my hands shaking so badly that I nearly dropped the money. The house was so dark and silent when I let myself in, a tomb that held nothing but memories of a life that was no longer mine. I moved through the rooms like a ghost, my bare feet silent on the cold floors, until I reached our bedroom. The bed was still unmade from this morning where he had slept, the indentation on Marcus's side of the mattress was a cruel reminder of his absence. I collapsed onto the bed, as I buried my face in his pillow, inhaling the faint scent of his cologne which hit so differently that when it hit me, the scent didn't belong to him. And then I began to cry, not the silent
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Chapter: Chapter 3: Getting caught with his MistressIt was an address, followed by the name of a hotel and its room number. The Grand Hyatt. Room 814. If you want to see for yourself come quickly now. I read the message. My hands trembled as I stared at the screen, the words blurring through a fresh wave of tears. The Grand Hyatt, that was where Marcus had taken me for our anniversary last year, before everything fell apart. Before Lily's diagnosis had consumed our lives. I looked over at Lily, who had drifted back into her fitful sleep, her small brow furrowed with discomfort even in unconsciousness. Her breathing was shallow, each inhale was a struggle. Severe Combined Immunodeficiency, SCID, the doctors called it. A cruel genetic lottery that had left my daughter without a functioning immune system, rendering her vulnerable to every germ, every virus, every bacterium that crossed her path. The bone marrow transplant they were planning was her only hope, a one-in-four chance of finding a perfect donor match and a fifty percen
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Chapter: Chapter 2: Making a promise that he never hold toI don't know how long I stood there, staring at the closed bedroom door, wondering how I had ended up married to someone so heartless as Marcus Thorne. I could remember so clearly how my family hadn't liked him, not really. My mother had called him "charming but shallow," my father had noted his "expensive tastes and cheap morals," but they had respected my decision because they loved me. Because I had wanted him so desperately. I had believed he would love me until our last breath, just as I loved him. But it wasn't the same. After we had been married for just two years, he started showing me the other side of him, the side that cared more about appearances than reality, more about convenience than commitment. By then, I was pregnant with Lily, and I didn't want to walk away from the marriage. I didn't want to give birth to my child as a divorced single mother. And so I had to stay. For the sake of my child, for the sake of my family, for the sake of the life I thought we were buil
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Chapter: Chapter 1: Change of the HeartThe clock chimed eleven o'clock., each strike a tiny hammer against the silence of the house, as always. I had been sitting in the living room for what felt like forever, though my phone told me it had only been three hours and forty-seven minutes since I first settled onto the sofa. Three hours and forty-seven minutes of watching the moonlight trace patterns across the expensive Persian rug Marcus had bought last year, on a day when Lily was too weak even to lift her head from the pillow. My phone remained clutched against my chest, its screen went dark, silent. I had called him seven times. Texted him three times. Each unanswered message chipped away at whatever resolve I had left to maintain our fragile peace. The lock finally turned open in the front door, the sound echoing through the house like a gunshot. I didn't move, didn't breathe, just listened to the familiar sequence: the soft click of the door closing, the sigh of his coat being removed, and the gentle thud of his
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Chapter: Chapter 86: Wanting My Wife's Friend 7I groaned, the sound guttural and primal. I moved behind her, positioning myself at her entrance. I ran the head of my cock up and down her wet slit, coating it in her juices. She was so wet, so ready for me, that I slid in easily, burying myself to the hilt in one smooth stroke. The feeling was incredible. The heat was intense, the tightness was absolute, and the friction was mind-blowing. I groaned, my head thrown back, my eyes rolling back in my head. I began to move, setting a slow, deliberate pace. I pulled back until just the tip remained inside her, then plunged back in, burying myself to the hilt again. I watched her face as I moved, the expressions of pleasure etching themselves onto her features. She was moaning softly, her head thrown back, her eyes closed. She looked like she was in heaven, a goddess of sex. I reached around and grabbed her hips, pulling her against me, making every stroke count. I wanted to feel her walls clenching around me, sucking me in. Lina loo
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Chapter: Chapter 85: Wanting My Wife's Friend 6I thrust forward, burying myself to the hilt in one smooth, powerful stroke. The sensation was indescribable. The heat was incredible, the tightness was absolute, and the friction was mind-blowing. I groaned, my head thrown back, my eyes rolling back in my head. The feeling of her walls closing around me was electric, a jolt that shot straight to my brain. I had never felt anything like this in my life. It was like coming home, like finding a missing piece of a puzzle I didn't know was missing. Lina gasped, her nails digging into my shoulders. "Oh my god," she moaned, her voice high and breathless. "You're huge. It's so big." I smiled, a wicked grin spreading across my face. "You like it?" "I love it," she said, her eyes wide and filled with desire. "I love how you fill me up." I began to move, setting a slow, deliberate pace. I wanted to take my time, savouring every inch of her. I pulled back until just the tip remained inside her, then plunged back in, burying myself to the
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Chapter: Chapter 84: Wanting My Wife's Friend 5I laughed, a shaky, breathless sound. "Never know until you try." Lina pulled back slightly; her eyes were dark and gleaming with a challenge. She wiped her thumb on my inner thigh, leaving a glistening trail of seed that caught the light. "Kia certainly doesn't make that much noise when she finishes," she observed, her tone casual but cutting. She took a sip of her coffee, the ceramic cup seemingly an anchor in a sea of chaos. "You must be very pent up." I reached out, my hand finding the curve of her waist, her hip, and the soft, smooth skin of her stomach. The heat radiating from her was intoxicating. "Kia's... busy," I said, my fingers tracing the edge of the floral dress. "Between work and the kids, we're barely keeping our heads above water. We don't have time for this." "Time is what you make it," Lina countered, her voice dropping an octave, taking on that husky, rich quality that made my stomach flip. She placed her hand over mine on her hip, pressing my palm against he
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Chapter: Chapter 83: Wanting My Wife's Friend 4Lina didn't hesitate. She reached out, her hands sliding around the base of my cock, her fingers wrapping around the hot, thick shaft. Her touch was warm, firm, and surprisingly skilled. She squeezed gently, pulling me toward her. I gasped, leaning back against the counter, my eyes rolling back in my head. The sensation was overwhelming. It was better than my hand, but it was different. It was softer, warmer, and undeniably better. She started to stroke me, her hand moving up and down, her grip firm but not too tight. She used her other hand to cup my balls, massaging them gently. I watched her face as she worked me, her eyes focused on the task at hand. She was concentrating, her tongue poking out slightly to lick her lips, a look of pure, unadulterated focus. I reached out and placed my hand on the back of her head, guiding her face toward my cock. "Right there," I moaned, pushing her head down. "Just like that." Lina didn't need much encouragement. She leaned forward, her ton
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Chapter: Chapter 82: Wanting My Wife's Friend 3"That's..." she breathed, her voice barely a whisper, trembling with evident fascination. "That is quite the state you're in." I ran a hand through my hair, feeling the damp heat on my scalp, and watched her. She was playing a dangerous game, pushing boundaries that were already fraying at the edges. My cock throbbed harder, the skin stretched tight over the bulbous head, pulsing with a need that was screaming to be released. The lube I'd applied was still there, cooling slightly against the feverish heat of my skin, making the sensation sharper, more electric. "Well," I said, my voice rough and gravelly, thick with arousal. "You walked in on the best part. It would be rude to stop now, wouldn't it?" Lina’s lips parted, a soft sigh escaping her. "Rude? I don't think so. I think it's fascinating." She sat back in her chair, crossing her legs at the knee, the fabric of her floral dress sliding up to reveal a glimpse of creamy thigh. The movement was deliberate, a silent invitati
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Chapter: Chapter 81: Wanting My Wife's Friend 2The bell rang again, sharp and impatient. I yanked the door open, breathless. Lina stood there, smiling that infectious smile that she always did. She was wearing a summer dress that clung to her curves, a floral pattern that seemed to vibrate with colour against her warm skin. Her hair was loose, falling over her shoulders in soft waves, and she smelled like fresh jasmine and expensive perfume. "Hi," she said, her eyes lingering on my face. She didn't seem surprised by my dishevelled appearance. "You okay? You look flushed." "I'm fine," I lied, trying to compose myself. "Just sleeping. I came down fast to get the door." I tried to play it cool, but my voice came out rough. "I came to wait for Kia," Lina said, stepping into the entryway. "She texted me that she was running late so she left without me. I guess I'll wait here." "Well, you're more than welcome to come in," I said, stepping aside to let her in. "Make yourself at home." Lina walked in, and I offered to make her a
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