The Divorcee's Redemption
"Just sign the document”
His voice is cold, sending shivers down my spine. I stare at the file which is in my hands and flip it open.
The first words written in red bold letters on the document stare back at me, causing my head to spin.
DIVORCE AGREEMENT.
The words stare back at me.
My gaze drops to the signature line.
And there is, staring deep into my soul
His signature and name.
He has signed the goddamn papers.
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What happens when you walk in on your husband having sex with his ex on your birthday??
Cruel right?
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Elena Carter loved her husband with all her heart, all her body, and with all her soul. She married him, and gave him everything a man can dream of. But what did she get in return?
She got rewarded with a cold, heart ripping divorce after she walks in on him sleeping with his ex on her birthday.
He is cruel. He is unfaithful. And he is now choosing his ex over her. A nightmare she never dreamed of. Unable to endure his bullshit any longer, she gives in to what he wants.
She signed the divorce papers.
Now, she is picking up the pieces of her life. She has vowed never to love any man again. Men are scum, and she will not be bitten twice.
But what happens when Sebastian Vale, the sexy demigod of a billionaire CEO, shows up and turns into the man who begins to plague her mind? Will she open her heart once again? Or will she allow the hurt from her past keep her from mending her broken heart?
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Chapter: Chapter 15: First Day in Hell.~Elena’s POV~ Today is my first day at work, and already, I feel like I’m walking into the seventh circle of hell. The nerves hit me the second my alarm went off this morning, and Isa's teasing certainly didn’t help. Neither did my damn brain, which played the events of that night on repeat, torturing me like some sadistic movie director. Every time I close my eyes, I see him. Sebastian Vale. My Boss I remember the way his gray eyes locked onto mine every time I shut my eyes. The way his hands gripped my waist, firm, possessive. The way his mouth tasted like whiskey and mint as I leaned in and kissed him. The slow, consuming way his mouth claimed mine that made me weak in the knees. I groan and shove the memory away. It was nothing. A mistake. A drunk, stupid, reckless mistake. Except my body doesn’t seem to agree with me. I focus on getting ready for work. I put on a highwaisted black skirt, a fitted navyblue blouse and a pair of black heels sharp enough to stab s
Last Updated: 2025-09-12
Chapter: Chapter 14: Please Tell Me That Didn’t Happen.
~Elena’s POV~ Pain. That is the first thing I register. A head pounding what-the-actual-fuck level of pain. It's a full-scale attack on my skull, hammering away like my brain personally offended the gods of tequila and they’re exacting their revenge with a damn jackhammer. The second thing I register? My stomach. It’s currently staging a full-scale rebellion, twisting and turning like it’s ready to eject every ounce of last night’s poor decisions. I groan, rolling onto my side. I barely crack one eye open only to come face to face with Isa, who is grinning like she just won the goddamn lottery with her head propped on her hand. Oh no. That look never means anything good. I squeeze my eyes shut, praying to the universe to rewind time. Pleading with my brain to try everything in its power to remember the events of last night. "Please, please tell me I didn’t do something stupid." Isa hums, stretching like a cat. “Sooo…” She draws the word out, her voice practically singing
Last Updated: 2025-09-12
Chapter: Chapter 13: She is in my head and I fucking hate it.~ Sebastian's Pov ~ I’m not supposed to be thinking about her. Not here. Not now. Not ever. I should be drinking, flirting, and losing myself in a woman’s mouth or pussy by now. That is the point of tonight: To let loose. Instead, I'm sitting here in my VIP booth in the club playing with the glass of whiskey in my hand. A woman sits beside me. She leans closer to my side like she wants to whisper into my ear. Her perfume is sickly sweet. Her nails scratch lightly over my skin as she runs her hands on my arm. I feel the heat of her body as she whispers something about a private room. But, I don’t hear her. Because my mind is elsewhere. On the face I was not expecting to see staring back at me when I went through the list of applicants for my new personal assistant. The last one I had who had been with me for three years decided to resign without much warning. Said she wanted a “less intense environment.” whatever that meant. A week later, I learnt that she was working in a st
Last Updated: 2025-03-24
Chapter: Chapter 12~ Elena’s POV ~ After completing the necessary procedures to finalise my employment, I enter the nearest restroom to relax my nerves. My heart is still jackhammering as I lean on the door of the restroom stall. My entire body burns like I just walked through fire and somehow came out whole and I don’t trust my legs to carry me all the way to my car. I got the job. The words don’t feel real, so I say them out loud just to make them sink in. “I got the job.” My hand is already in my bag searching for my phone before the disbelief wears off. There is only one person I need to call. Isa picks up on the second ring. Her voice is a mix of fatigue and espresso-shot energy. In the background, I hear the buzz of her studio. “Tell me everything, babe.” I laugh, a shaky sound. “I got it.” Isa lets out a squeal so loud I have to hold the phone away from my ear. “Shut. Up. You’re lying. No, you’re not lying because I hear it in your voice. Oh my God, Leni!” I grin helplessly. “I start Mo
Last Updated: 2025-03-06
Chapter: Chapter 11: What the hell have I gotten myself into?
~Elena’s Pov ~ "Are you seriously going to keep acting like you don't remember me?" I finally let it out, unable to bear the charade any longer. My voice comes out sharper than I intended, as I'm unable to hide my annoyance anymore. He looks at me putting on this confused look that's almost believable. Almost. "Excuse me?" He says like he's trying to place me, but something about his voice sounds fake. I lean forward, pressing my hands flat against my thighs to stop them from doing anything stupid like yanking off all his hair. “I believe you owe me an apology after spilling a drink on me and walking away without so much as a 'sorry.'" “Oh, you're that woman from the airport,” The corner of his mouth twitches into a smirk, and this time he doesn't try to hide it. He leans back in his chair, steepling his fingers again in a way that's becoming annoyingly familiar. "You have quite a mouth, Miss Carter." "Better than having no manners, Mr. Vale." The words hang in the ai
Last Updated: 2025-02-24
Chapter: Chapter 10: Interview with the Devil.~ Elena's pov ~ The moment I open the doors and step into the office, my stomach drops like I just stepped off a Ferris wheel. This office is insane, but in a good and luxurious way. The room is big with ceilings so high I have to crane my neck to see it. The walls are painted this light gray color that somehow looks both cold and warm at the same time. Giant floor to ceiling windows cover one whole wall, showing off the city like it's a painting. I'm left to wonder what the view will look like when the sun goes down. Two huge chandeliers hang above me, all bronze and frosted glass, casting this golden light that makes everything look expensive. Really expensive. But what makes my mouth go dry is the platform in the middle of the room. There's this massive wooden desk up there; a dark mahogany with gold trim that probably costs more than Isa's entire apartment. Behind it, there is a chair which looks more like a king's throne than office furniture. The sound of my heels as I mov
Last Updated: 2025-02-23
DIVORCED BY EX, NOW HIS RIVAL'S QUEEN
He told me I was nothing, stripped me of my worth, broke my body and soul, and threw me out like trash. His rival taught me I was everything and crowned me his Queen.
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For nine years, I stood by Vincent's side, as his efficient and loyal assistant, helping him build the empire he inherited from his father while secretly and hopelessly head-over-heels in love with him.
But after his first love, Chloe, a money-hungry, manipulative, lying bitch left him without a word and a night I wished never happened, a pregnancy, a forced marriage he loathed me for, and three years of living hell followed.
Three years of turning me into his personal punching bag, breaking my body and my soul with each touch. His every word, a reminder that I was nothing but a worthless, disposable stand-in for the woman he truly desired.
And when Chloe finally returned, tearfully claiming she'd been forced to raise their three-year-old son alone, Vincent saw his 'true family 'and threw me out like I was less than the dirt beneath his designer shoe.
That night, broke, jobless and homeless, I was found bruised and helpless in the middle of the road by Alistair Kincaid, a man with a dark past and a massive personal score to settle with the Ashford family.
He didn't just save me. He offered me a home at his side, claiming me beautifully and passionately. He took the shattered pieces of my soul and rebuilt it with his love.
He taught me how to rise from the ashes, gave me my voice back, and showed me how to make kings kneel.
Now I wear his crown.
And my ex?
He’ll wish he never threw me away.
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Chapter: Chapter Ten.~ Sienna’s POV ~“You’re pregnant”Dr Iris’ words echo countless times in my head. They don’t make sense. They can’t make sense.The air in the room suddenly vanishes as though it’s been sucked out by the vents, by the walls, by the horrific reality of what Dr. Iris just said.You’re Pregnant.But that’s impossible, I can’t be pregnant. Vincent makes sure that I take birth control pills each time he fucks me, he practically forces it down my throat if I try to resist.So how did this happen?I placed my hand on my stomach. It’s flat. Nothing about it has changed. It feels the same as it did yesterday. It feels the same as it did when I walked out of that penthouse.There has to be a mistake. Yes, the test results has to be wrong.“No,” I whisper, shaking my head. The movement makes the room spin, but I don’t care. “Check it again. You’re wrong. You have to be wrong.”Dr. Iris looks at me with a calm, professional look “The tests are conclusive, Sienna. Your HCG levels—”“I don’t care
Last Updated: 2026-01-26
Chapter: Chapter 9.~ Sienna’s POV ~ Is this what death feels like? Just some cold, empty black hole where everything smells like bleach and antiseptic with that annoying beeping sound. My head hurts as though someone keeps smashing it with a hammer. Every inch of my body hurts. My arms, my legs. I try to open my eyes, but they feel like they’ve been glued shut. They are heavy, like I’ve been sleeping for a hundred years. I guess I’m not dead. Dead people don’t feel pain. Dead people don’t feel like they got run over by a truck. Beep. Beep. Beep. That sound. It’s a goddamn rhythmic beeping that makes my heart race. I finally force my eye open and all is see is white as bright blinding lights shine into my eyes, almost forcing me to squeeze them shut again instantly. “Fuck,” I groan, my throat dry. I blink rapidly until the room comes into focus. White. Everything is white. The walls are white even the bed I’m currently lying in is covered in white sheets. An IV line snaking from my arm to a b
Last Updated: 2026-01-23
Chapter: chapter 8.~ Alistair's Pov~ The air in my dimly lit exclusive hotel suite is thick with the scent of coconut and white florals. Brielle, a sub is already on her knees in front of me wearing a black lingerie set with her hands resting obediently on her thighs. She is a professional at what she does, which is to take whatever it is given to her by men who have too much money and too many demons.I am seated on the black sofa with a glass of whiskey in my hand.My blood is too hot. It feels like battery acid running through my veins. Despite taking everything away from Thomas Miller, I feel nothing but a restless, violent itch under my skin.I need to scratch it. I need to tear something apart.Brielle, unbuckles my belt while I take a sip from my glass.She shoves my trousers down, freeing my length. I am already hard—a painful, throbbing erection that has nothing to do with arousal.I don't do vanilla sex. I prefer the rough and primal kind of release.She leans forward and begins to run her
Last Updated: 2026-01-05
Chapter: Chapter 7.~Alistair’s POV~ (Three Days before Sienna's accident) “Please, Mr. Kincaid. I have a family.” Thomas Miller crumbles in front of me while I check my watch. I have a meeting by noon. Damn, he is wasting my time. I look at this pathetic excuse for a man who once believed that he was some big-shot CEO, who woke up this morning thinking today would be like any other day. That he'd waltz into his office, bark orders at his secretary, maybe close another deal before lunch. He was wrong. Because right now, he looks like he's about to piss himself in that expensive suit. “We all have families, and you should have thought about that before involving yourself with the Ashfords, Thomas.” My voice comes out flat. Devoid of emotion. I don't shout. I don't need to. Men like me—we don't raise our voices to get things done. But when we do raise our voice? Well. Let's just say it's already too late for the victim by then. The color drains from his face so fast I can practically wat
Last Updated: 2025-12-30
Chapter: Chapter 6.~ Sienna’s POV ~ The rain is heavy as I start walking, placing one foot in front of the other and just like that I take one step at a time away from that hell of a house. I have no idea where I was going. All I know is that I just need to keep walking. The rain soaks my hair and my clothes. My white shirt went see-through just from ten minutes of walking in the rain. I can feel it sticking to my bra, to my stomach, to every roll and curve I used to hide from Vincent’s disgusted stares. Now even strangers could see everything but there are no strangers because the streets are empty except for a few cars to pass by. So, It’s just me, my thoughts and the endless storm. I am holding my heels which I had removed the second I stepped out of the penthouse in one hand and my bag in the other. I am finally free. Free. The word keeps hitting me in the chest, over and over, like a fist. But free to do what exactly,Sienna? Free to sleep under a bridge? Free to watch my little sister g
Last Updated: 2025-12-22
Chapter: Chapter 5.~ Sienna’s POV ~I don’t take a cab. I need time to think, to figure out what to do next.So I walk.I walk forty blocks in heels that are blistering my feet, dragging my body through the city like a wounded animal. My hip is still throbbing in pain, and my arm still aches from his grip.But the physical pain and dizziness is nothing compared to the noise in my head.I have no job, but I have my savings. Will it be enough to take care of my sister and I until I find a new job?By the time I reach the penthouse building, I am highly exhausted and breathing raggedly. The doorman, George, looks at me with pity as he opens the door.I keep my head down, mumbling a thank you, and head straight for the private elevator.I checked with Maya who confirmed that Vincent left with Chloe few minutes after I left.Also pictures of them heading to the hotel are everywhere which means the house is empty.I just need five minutes. Just five minutes to grab my birth certificate and my passport.Then I
Last Updated: 2025-12-16
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