No More Mrs. Nice Girl
Mila is a fierce, resilient woman who doesn’t back down from challenges. She fell deeply in love with Alex, only to have her world shattered when he betrayed her with his mistress, Lily. Alex, obsessed with having a son, had divorced Mila after learning she supposedly couldn’t conceive. When Lily became pregnant, she secured her place by Alex’s side, leaving Mila devastated. Yet Mila, with her signature sass, decided to rebuild her life, throwing herself into her career with newfound strength.
Just as Mila’s life starts to stabilize, she discovers something shocking: she’s one month pregnant. Reluctant to believe it, she re-tests, only to confirm the news. Soon, Mila learns the original claim of infertility was all part of Lily’s scheme to steal Alex and secure his wealth. Fueled by the betrayal, Mila sets out to reveal Lily’s deceit. But Lily is always one step ahead, twisting each of Mila’s moves to her advantage.
Now, Mila faces her greatest challenge: outsmarting Lily and taking back control of her life, her dignity, and her future. Will Mila expose the truth before Lily’s schemes destroy everything?
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Chapter: A Celebration Turned Catastrophe: When Truth Wears a MaskAuthor's POV Three days later... [Scene:– At the Lavish Banquet Hall, Early Evening] Crystal chandeliers bathed the marble floors in soft golden light. Opulence dripped from every corner. Strings played gentle melodies, the soft hum of conversation filled the lavish ballroom as the city’s elite trickled in — tycoons, celebrities, political heirs — all dressed in their finest. Cameras flashed. Crystal flutes of champagne clinked. Lily stood before a full-length mirror in a private suite,caressing her baby bump with a self-satisfied smile. Her gown was a delicate shade of blush pink, draping elegantly over her swollen belly.Her makeup was soft, ethereal—masking the venom that brewed underneath. Servants fluttered around her like butterflies, adjusting her dress, her hair, her jewelry. “You look breathtaking, ma’am,” one of them gushed. Lily tilted her head with a smile."Of course I do," Lily purred, running a hand through her perfectly styled hair. "When don't I look breatht
Last Updated: 2025-06-19
Chapter: The Doctor’s ConfessionAuthor's POV[Scene: Inside Mila’s bedroom. Soft rain taps the window. The air is heavy with grief, tension, and silence.]Sally sat at the edge of Mila’s bed, watching her friend’s pale face, the way her eyes stayed fixed on the ceiling like she was trying to forget everything — or remember everything.“Mila,” Sally began gently, “I know you’re angry. But can we talk about Arine?”Mila didn’t answer. She didn’t even blink.Sally took a deep breath. “What he did… wasn’t fair to you. But it wasn’t easy for him either. You were unconscious. Your body was shutting down. The doctor said he had to choose — either save you or the baby.”A sharp inhale. Mila turned her face toward Sally, her voice hoarse. “And he chose me. Without even asking.”“Because he didn’t have time to ask,” Sally said, her voice steady but kind.“put yourself in his place. For just a moment either you or the baby could be saved. Not both. He had minutes. Maybe seconds.Seconds between life and death. And he made the ca
Last Updated: 2025-06-06
Chapter: She Came Back, But Not the SameAuthor's POV:The night had settled quietly over the city, stars blinking above like silent witnesses to the lives unraveling below. The dining room in Mila’s apartment was bathed in a warm, golden glow as she and Aunt Lana sat across from each other, their plates filled with simple home-cooked food.It had taken Mila days to get back to a state where she could sit at a table and eat without breaking down.For Aunt Lana, that was a small victory. For Mila, it was just survival—eating without feeling anything.Aunt Lana tried to keep the conversation light, speaking about a book she had started reading, but Mila was barely listening. Her movements were slow, her appetite half-forced. She was just beginning to eat properly again—but the emptiness inside wasn’t that easy to fill.Then—Ding Dong.The sudden sound of the doorbell sliced through the quiet like a blade.Aunt Lana stood up quickly. “I’ll get it,” she said,setting down her napkin.Mila barely reacted, lifting a spoonful of rice
Last Updated: 2025-06-04
Chapter: The War WithinAuthor's POVMila sat motionless on the edge of the bed, her gaze locked on the far corner of the room as if it held all the answers she had been searching for. The soft morning light slipped through the curtains, casting long shadows around her—but her world remained dim.Her eyes, swollen from silent endless crying. No tears fell now—only the echo of what had already been lost. Her face bore no expression. No pain, no anger, no sorrow. Just… emptiness.Her fingers clutched the edge of the blanket.The door creaked open softly.Aunt Lana stepped in, carefully carrying a tray with warm breakfast. She placed it on the nightstand and slowly sat in front of Mila, her face etched with worry. Mila hadn’t eaten properly in three days. Her body was growing weaker, and so was her spirit—and that frightened Aunt Lana more than anything else."Mila, my dear…"her voice was soft, almost pleading, “It’s been three days. You’ve barely eaten a bite. Your body needs strength. Please, have something.”
Last Updated: 2025-06-02
Chapter: The Game Begins in VelmoreAuthor’s POVTwo days later— Velmore City. The thunder of private jet sliced through the sky, descending toward Velmore City’s elite airstrip,the sprawling metropolis that held both his empire and his enemies.As the Arine Malhotra’s sleek aircraft landed touched the ground with a gentle thud, a convoy of matte-black security vehicles rolled to the runway, forming a wall of precision around the aircraft.His security team, dressed in crisp black suits with earpieces standing at perfect attention.The door to the jet opened, and Arine Malhotra stepped out.He descended the stairs with slow, deliberate steps—each one echoing authority. His custom-tailored coat fluttered slightly in the wind as the security detail immediately formed a perimeter around him. His security team moved with lethal precision, forming an impenetrable perimeter as he strode toward the waiting convoy. A black Rolls Royce Phantom customised bulletproof waited at the center, engine humming like a restrained beast.The
Last Updated: 2025-05-28
Chapter: In the Line of fireAutthor's POVMila’s fragile body rested in Arine’s arms, her tears staining his shirt as she finally succumbed to sleep. Her breathing slowed, and the soft tremors in her frame began to subside. Arine didn’t move for a long moment, reluctant to let go. It felt as though the weight of her pain had become his own—a burden he would gladly carry if it meant sparing her even a sliver of sorrow.When he finally placed her gently onto the bed, tucking the blanket around her, he brushed a strand of hair from her face and murmured, “Rest, my love. I’ll make sure no one hurts you again.”before stepping out of the room to give the doctors space to check on her condition.Outside, Aunt Lana was waiting, her face etched with concern. As Arine closed the door softly behind him, she approached, placing a gentle hand on his shoulder.“She finally fell asleep?” she asked softly.Arine nodded, his jaw clenched as he tried to keep his emotions in check. “She did. But it’s like every tear she cried tore
Last Updated: 2025-01-27
Ex-Enemy turned Stepbrother:His Obessison with me
Saira was once a cheerful girl, but her life drastically changed after the devastating loss of her father. Her high school years were filled with torment, as she was relentlessly bullied by a cruel classmate who made her life miserable. When she finally graduated, she felt relief, believing that chapter of her life was over. However, after graduation, she faced another struggle, landing a terrible job where her life only seemed to get harder.
Her world turned upside down again when her mother announced her marriage to a new husband and introduced her to their new family. To Saira’s horror, her new stepbrother was none other than her former high school bully—the very person she thought she’d never have to see again. Shocked and heartbroken, she dreaded what was to come. Things got even worse when she learned she would be working as his secretary.
Despite her fears of facing torment once more, Saira was surprised by her stepbrother’s behavior. He had completely changed. Instead of bullying her, he was now protecting her—saving her from workplace issues, standing up for her, and being supportive in ways she never imagined. The boy who once hurt her deeply had transformed into a man who treated her with care and respect.
Saira’s heart began to waver. The crush she once had on him returned, and she couldn’t deny that his changes captivated her. But forgiving him wasn’t easy. The scars of the past still lingered. Conflicted, Saira confronted him, demanding answers, accusing him of playing tricks on her. In response, he begged for her forgiveness, admitting his regret and pleading for a chance to make things right. Saira must decide whether she can trust him again—or whether the pain of the past is too much to overcome.
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Chapter: The Price of Touching What’s HisThe drive back to the Malhotra mansion was a storm of silence.Raj’s knuckles were white on the steering wheel. Saira sat beside him, wrapped in Adrian’s jacket—an insult he couldn’t tolerate. Every second it stayed on her shoulders, his fury deepened.As soon as they pulled into the mansion driveway, Raj stepped out, opened her door, and without a word, peeled Adrian’s jacket off her. The gesture wasn’t harsh, but it wasn’t gentle either—it was possessive. He didn’t speak, didn’t explain. Instead, he shrugged off his own and draped it over her, the warm scent of sandalwood and raw power surrounding her.Saira blinked, lips parting in surprise. His eyes held hers—burning, unreadable.When they entered the house, Raj didn’t let the staff near her. He swept her up in his arms before she could protest.“I can walk—” she murmured.“No chance.” His voice was a low, obsessive growl. Her soft hands gripped his shirt, clinging to him as he strode through the hallway, In her room, he sat her
Last Updated: 2025-05-16
Chapter: Caught in the Crossfire of DesireThe Vaughan Villa stood tall, its white marble walls glowing under golden lanterns. As Raj’s shiny black car stopped at the entrance, Saira felt nervous. The huge house, with its tall pillars and big gardens, looked rich and powerful. The party inside was going to be fancy, and she wasn’t sure she was ready. Raj got out first, looking sharp in his black tuxedo a vision in black with his signature dominance stitched into every stride. He held out his hand, his eyes sparkling. “Ready to shine, angel?” Saira gave a small smile, her stomach full of butterflies as she took his hand. “I don’t know if I can handle all this attention.” He squeezed her hand. “You’re perfect for it. Trust me.” They walked into the ballroom. Sparkling chandeliers hung like stars, lighting up the shiny marble floor. The room was full of soft chatter, clinking glasses, and quiet music from a small band. But the people made Saira’s heart race. There were only about fifty guests, but each one looked important. S
Last Updated: 2025-05-14
Chapter: Dressed in DesireThe boutique glowed with soft chandeliers and velvet carpet underfoot, a luxurious haven in the heart of the city. But while Kiara was darting from one dress rack to another like a woman on a mission, Saira might as well have been floating in a dream.Or more accurately—a memory.A single kiss.Chocolate-flavored lips. A warm mouth. A hand that held her like she was something fragile… and then, suddenly, not fragile at all."You ready?" Kiara’s voice jolted her out of her daze.Saira blinked, realizing she’d been staring at a display of shoes for the past five minutes without moving an inch. “Huh?”Kiara cocked her head, arms full of hangers draped with vibrant fabrics. “Saira, what’s going on with you today? You’ve zoned out like five times already. Are the mannequins whispering business plans or are you just lost in la-la land?”Saira tried to laugh it off. “Just tired, I guess.”“Liar,” Kiara sing-songed, narrowing her eyes. “You’ve been weird ever since breakfast. You’re totally b
Last Updated: 2025-05-08
Chapter: A Taste of SinAfter the emotional chaos of last night, the morning air was unusually calm. Golden sunlight streamed through the tall windows, casting warm patterns across the glossy floors of the breakfast hall. The clink of cutlery blended with the soft rustle of curtains fluttering in the breeze. The table, adorned with buttery croissants, golden scrambled eggs, and an aromatic swirl of cinnamon coffee.Raj sat at the head of the table, dressed immaculately in a crisp white shirt, sleeves rolled just enough to show the veins along his forearms—veins Saira couldn’t help but notice. He sipped his black coffee, scrolling through his phone, the picture of calm control.Saira sat diagonally across, picking at her toast. Her fingers moved absently, her mind clearly elsewhere. She stole glances at Raj now and then—but little did she know, each one was being returned when no one else was watching.Kiara, seated beside Raj, was completely unaware of the subtle war of glances happening around her. She happ
Last Updated: 2025-05-06
Chapter: Raw Intimacy…Her eyes were wide, lips trembling for something that made her chest tighten and her knees threaten to buckle.But still, she didn’t say it.Didn’t say stop.Didn’t say don’t.Instead, her silence gave him permission. Again.Raj’s lips hovered inches above hers, his breath warm and ragged against her skin. He could feel her pulse jumping beneath his fingers—erratic, desperate.“I’m not the boy who used to torment you,” he whispered roughly. “But I’m still the man who wants to ruin you.”Saira’s breath hitched, her eyes fluttering shut for half a second at the confession.The darkness he no longer tried to hide.And somehow, it didn’t scare her.“I’m already ruined,” she whispered back, barely audible. “Just not by you.”That broke something in him.With a guttural groan, Raj crushed his mouth to hers again—harder this time, reckless. His grip on her wrists loosened, and she wrapped her arms around his neck instinctively, as if her body had been aching for this. For him.He lifted her
Last Updated: 2025-04-20
Chapter: No More DenialsThe air between them crackled with tension, thick and heady. Raj’s gaze darkened as he slowly leaned in, his body caging Saira against the wall. His eyes traced every flicker of emotion on her face—her parted lips, the rapid rise and fall of her chest, the way her breath hitched when his thumb brushed her wrist.Saira stood frozen, her back almost brushing the wall, her heart racing like it wanted out of her chest. Raj stood in front of her—too close. “Raj…” she said softly, not quite sure if it was a warning or a plea.He didn’t answer.His eyes traveled—slowly—from her eyes to her lips, then back up again.He didn’t need to say a word. She knew what he wanted. “Say something,” he breathed. “Say stop. Say don’t. Just say anything.”His hand lifted, hesitating in the air before his fingers gently brushed a strand of hair from her face. “Tell me to stop,” he said, gaze locked with hers. “And I will.”Saira swallowed. She knew what was coming. She knew she should say something. But her
Last Updated: 2025-04-07
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