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Two days later. Reina sat on top of a tall, wooden stool beside the kitchen island, her cheek resting in the palm of her hand. She lazily scooped a spoonful of vanilla ice cream from the chilled bowl before her. Despite the delightful treat, a frown tugged at her lips, betraying the sadness in her expression. The soft sound of a spoon clinking against the ceramic was the only interruption in the tranquil silence. For the past two days, her only companion had been the cheerful maid, Simona, whose warm demeanor offered a sense of comfort in the otherwise quiet house. “What is troubling you, Miss Reina?” Simona asked, her voice gentle and filled with concern. Reina sighed, shaking her head as she set down her spoon, her thoughts drifting. “Nothing in particular,” she finally replied, her voice barely above a whisper. “I want to go out. I’m just so tired of being cooped up in this room. Back at home, even as a stay-at-home wife, I relished the freedom to explore. The garden and librar
Xavier stood by the expansive glass wall, gazing down at the vibrant, bustling city below, with one hand casually tucked in his pocket, focused on the phone call he was making, his brow slightly furrowed in concentration. As he spoke, he caught a glimpse of movement in his peripheral vision and noticed a reflection approaching from behind. He turned, and at that moment, he was spellbound by the enchanting figure dressed in white walking towards him, her cheeks crimson with a small smile on her lips. Even without makeup enhancing her features, she was undeniably the most beautiful woman he had ever laid eyes on—his wife. “Soldier, Daddy will hang up now; don’t stress out your aunty too much, okay?” He said warmly into the phone, his voice gentle and reassuring. “Okay, Daddy,” came the tiny reply from Alexandre. With a swift motion, Xavier ended the call, his mind shifting back to Reina. However, Reina, at Xavier's words, stood there, her heart racing with a mix of intrigue and an
“Your fiancé is such an understanding woman,” Reina remarked, her voice light as she took Xavier’s hand and stepped out of the car. The grandeur of the mansion loomed before them, its stone facade glimmering under the flashes of eager cameras capturing their every moment. “She isn’t my fiancé,” Xavier replied sharply, the tension evident in his voice as they moved toward the entrance, his hand firmly, yet possessively, wrapped around Reina's waist. The air was thick with unsaid words and unresolved emotions as they walked through the crowd of paparazzi. “Not your fiancé? Your fuck toy then?” Reina blurted out, shock coursing through her at her own daring question. Xavier halted, turning to lock eyes with her, a smirk playing at the corners of his lips. The amusement in his gaze cut deeper than Reina had expected. “Are you jealous?” he asked, the teasing lilt in his voice contrasting with the tightness in Reina's chest as she anticipated his answer. “No!” She lied, the word esc
A sharp gasp echoed through the grand hall, cutting through the ambient chatter like a knife. Eyes turned, and whispers began to ripple among the crowd. In an instinctive reaction, Xavier swiftly pulled Reina to his side, his voice a low growl, edged with frustration as he demanded. “What the hell is wrong with you?” The shock of the moment hung thick in the air; of all places in the world, this was where she chose to break the mold and take the initiative? Xavier thought. Yet, unbeknownst to Xavier, his abruptness stung Reina's pride deeply. Her heart sank at his tone, her cheeks flushed crimson with embarrassment as she stood silently beside him, her gaze cast down, avoiding the stares of onlookers, the polished marble floor suddenly becoming her sole focus as silence enveloped her. Standing stiffly beside him, she felt the weight of the moment press down on her, her heart racing as Xavier continued his conversation with the men before them, oblivious to her turmoil. At that mome
Fueled by urgency, Xavier retaliated, returning fire with fierce determination. He shot a quick glance at Alfonso and Lorenzo, who flanked him, urging them to cover his back as he sprinted after Igor. Time was of the essence, and there was no opportunity to wait for the elevator. Choosing speed over caution, Xavier dashed up the staircase, each step echoing his mounting desperation. Suddenly, a bullet whistled past his ear, prompting him to press himself against the wall for cover. He barely had a moment to catch his breath when he saw one of the masked assailants peeking out from his hiding spot, only to be met with a swift and merciless response from him—a bullet to the forehead that sent him crumpling to the ground. After a relentless exchange of gunfire with a few more men in black, Xavier finally made it to the roof, adrenaline pounding in his veins. But the door was locked tight from behind. Without hesitation, he unleashed a series of shots at the lock, the echoes ringing shar
This chapter is rated +18; please skip it if you are uncomfortable. ~ One week later ~ Reina woke up feeling strong arms wrapped around her, and the familiar woodsy pine forest scent she had missed hitting her nostrils, she stiffened, her heart racing like a teenager whose crush smiled at her for the first time. ‘When did he come back?’ She questioned inwardly, pretending to be asleep. Since Xavier left her alone in bed without a glance, she hasn't seen him again. And she was happy, very happy; she didn't even want to see him. Who wants to see that arrogant, handsome man around, right? Flashback: one week ago. After the fierce and breathtaking kiss, Xavier broke the kiss and asked Reina, who was panting beneath him. “See how wet you are for me? Are you still going to deny the obvious? You kissed me! Why did you kiss me at the party?” He demanded as he moved his fingers up her clit and gave it a squeeze, causing Reina to moan loudly. “Ahhh! Fuck!” Reina squirmed from the pleas
“I know you're awake, Micetta,” Xavier's deep, raspy voice whispered into Reina's ear, his lips nibbling her earlobe. “Uooh,” Reina moaned as a chill went down her spine. She opened her eyes and was instantly locked in Xavier's green orbs, which were looking down at her with intensity. “Good morning…” Xavier was saying when Reina angrily cut him off with, “What are you doing here?” He smirked, his hand moving to Reina's ass, and he began to caress it. Reina shut her eyes, biting her lips to hold in the moans that were threatening to escape them. “The next time you interrupt me with that tiny mouth of yours, I will punish it,” he said as he squeezed one of her ass cheeks firmly. Reina shuddered from the sensation, her arousal soaking her inner thighs. She doesn't know why, but something about the way Xavier said he would punish her intrigued her. She wanted to know just how he intended to punish her mouth. Reina didn't know when she opened her mouth and asked, “What if I want
~~~ Two days ago ~~~ Colombia. The clock had just struck midnight when a phone resting on a polished desk inside a dimly lit office screen suddenly illuminated the darkened room with a harsh glow. Lucas, who was sitting in the shadows, felt his heart race with a mix of anticipation and anxiety as he glanced at the device. He leaned closer, anticipation tightening in his chest, only to feel a wave of disappointment wash over him once again. The caller wasn't the person he had been desperately yearning to hear from. “Dude, why won’t you answer her? She must be worried since it’s late and you’re still not home.” Victor, who was seated in front of Lucas, suggested, but Lucas shot him a piercing glare at his words. Lucas exhaled deeply, lifted the glass tumbler from his desk, and drank the whiskey. The liquid lingered on his tongue for a brief moment before flowing down his throat, the fiery sensation teasing his throat. He reclined back in his chair and shut his eyes as memories of
One week later…Reina, so far, was truly enjoying her honeymoon, having Xavier all to herself. There was no work and no family—just the two of them. And Xavier, he had been the perfect gentleman; he carried the bags whenever they went shopping, he personally fetched her dishes from the counter all the times they dined out, and even gave her massages, even after she had visited the spa. And their lovemaking sessions were on another level—wild, passionate, and intense.When Reina woke up today, Xavier told her that he wanted to take her on an adventure. They ended up flying to a secluded island, which Reina later discovered Xavier had purchased just for her.On the island, at shore, the two made love, naked in the white sand for hours, going for a swim after each passionate and wild round.At times, Reina felt so weak in her legs she couldn't move, so Xavier would carry her. He would carry her deep into the ocean, where the waves danced playfully around them. They swam together with
Hello, my lovelies, I'm happy to say,Betrayed By My Abusive Ex-Husband; Pampered By The Devil has officially ended.I am deeply grateful to everyone who took the time to read my book. Your comments, reviews, and votes have been incredibly meaningful to me.I will soon be publishing my next book, and I hope to see you all again when it gets signed.Thank you so much for your support.And lastly, please help rate my book; your review helps attract readers.And also check out my social media for short videos I make for my books.Author Fireworks on IG, FB, and Tik“❤️ Love Fireworks 🎆 “~~~“Dear beloved, we are gathered here today to witness and celebrate the union of Xavier and Reina in holy matrimony. Marriage is a sacred bond, a union created by God, which should be entered into reverently, thoughtfully, and with a deep sense of commitment.As you stand before each other today, remember to always love, cherish, and respect one another, and to support and encourage each other in al
The doors opened, and everyone went quiet as their eyes filled with admiration fixated on the man of the moment, dressed in an all-black three-piece suit as he stepped inside.His tall and muscular frame dominated the space, making him exude a powerful and dangerous aura as he walked down the aisle. Each of his powerful strides resonated with confidence as he made his way toward the end of the aisle. The light caught the contours of his physique, accentuating the strength in his shoulders and the determination in his gait, drawing the attention of everyone.Xavier stood at the altar, constantly fixing his suit, a way to conceal his nervousness as his emerald green eyes filled with different kinds of emotions fixed at the entrance as. He awaited the arrival of his bride-to-be.~A few minutes later, the white Rolls Royce Reina was riding inside came to a stop. She smiled when she saw the happy faces of the people standing outside in front of the reporters.Her aunt, Olga, Laura, and
This chapter is rated 18+, skip if uncomfortable.~~~“Xavier, but I'm sore from last night.” Reina breathed, holding Xavier's deep gaze. Even though her words said otherwise, the gleam in her eyes betrayed her excitement.“I understand; my woman is always right.” Xavier said hoarsely and placed a lingering kiss on Reina's lips. He was fucking hard; it hurts.But he was also aware of the beast he was last night.‘Reina deserves a break.’Xavier at the thought made to get off Reina, but she wrapped her hands around his neck, seizing him as she exclaimed shyly.“I didn't tell you to stop; I only told you I'm sore!”Xavier's lips curled into a cocky smirk as he fixed his dark eyes filled with lust and desire on Reina's face so intensely; she felt uneasy.“What? Even if I had said no, you should know a woman would say no to you, but in fact, she means yes!” Reina yelled and smacked Xavier on the shoulder when he kept grinning at her as she spoke.“That's my girl. So now can I make love to
"Do I know you?" Natalie asked, looking at Catalina's face with a confused expression, and Catalina frowned."What? Natalie, I'm your mother. Those people have killed your brother; we have to make them pay!" Catalina said angrily, a malicious expression on her face, and Natalie shook her head in disbelief."You will never change, right? Brother is dead because of you! You never taught him right from wrong. Since you were always jealous of your older sister, you raised brother with that jealousy! You corrupted his mind! And he grew up with that envy in his heart. You killed brother! You're a murderer! Get out of my sight; I don't want to see you ever again! I don't know you!" Natalie cried."Natalie, don't forget I'm the only family you have left! Those people will never accept you." Catalina said arrogantly with a sneer."If they don't accept her, I will." Vincenzo finally spoke, and Catalina turned to look at him. She scoffed and demanded,"What can a lowlife like you possibly offer
Carlotta blinked, her head spinning as she tried to make out their current situation. That is when she realized she and Natalie were squeezed together. Nalatie's head hung low as blood dripped down her face, falling onto her face. Carlotta panicked when she realized she was at a disadvantage. She was below Natalie, and her side of the door was pressed to the ground. But she tried to salvage the predicament. Just then the car moved, and she heard Emilio's urgent voice. Was she delirious, or had her knight in shining armor really arrived? “Emilio…? Is… Is that you?” Carlotta inquired, her eyes glistening with unshed tears. “What, Carlotta? How are you in this car?” Emilio asked, hearing Carlotta's teary voice, but mentally smacked himself and said hurriedly, “Don't worry, la mia regina, we'll get you out of there soon.” Emilio knew they had just a little time before the car exploded. Carlotta was the one who healed his heart after his wife died; he loved her so much and couldn'
The upcoming scene is rated 18+. Involves bloody scenes; please skip if you're uncomfortable.~~~Yolanda stood at the corner holding a knife behind her back as she waited patiently for the perfect opportunity to be able to enter the storeroom Reina was being held in. After waiting for what felt like an eternity, the man standing guard went to use the washroom.Yolanda hurriedly walked over and opened the door and entered, but what met her wasn't what she expected.Reina, pointing a pistol at the door, stood there, like the corpse bride, ready to go through hell to fight for her human groom. Her expression was fierce and deadly, with a touch of creepiness.“G—gun…” Yolanda stammered with her eyes bulging out, and the corner of Reina's lips twitched.“Yes. And what's the knife for, Yolanda? It seems you'll never learn. So let me put you out of your misery.”“No—no! I don't want… to die. Stay—stay away. Don't come…” Yolanda exclaimed, holding her knife out when Reina started walking tow
Andre had just sat in his car when he got news of Xavier's arrival at the church. He angrily smashed his phone and got out of the car.“That bastard, why the hell didn't he come to find me? But he sent that dog of his to come!” he screamed, punching his men angrily, like a lunatic.After an intense rampage, Andre finally calmed down and walked back inside, instructing his men to get ready for battle. He had already planted men on the way to intercept Xavier on his way here, but with Alfonso coming, he has changed his plans.Andre took out his phone to call his men and instructed them to go and intercept Reina on her way to the church instead when his phone dinged with a message.After he finished reading the message. A huge grin was plastered on his lips.“The queen is coming here on her own. And Alfonso, that dog went back to save his woman.” Andre said, as he chuckled loudly, he didn't know his men were so capable, handling things perfectly without his instructions.Now Reina was c
Natalie shifted uneasily in her seat as she planned her next move; just then a thought came to her mind when she saw the pharmacy ahead.“Stop the car over there,” she instructed.“Madam, are you feeling unwell? We can send you to the hospital.” The bodyguard sitting in the passenger's seat, Vincenzo said politely.“I'm fine. I just need to use the bathroom urgently.” Natalie said, clutching her stomach with a pained expression. “Please, quickly,” she added as she stole a secret peek at Vincenzo ’s face.“Hurry and stop for the lady,” Vincenzo instructed the chauffeur worriedly.~Vincenzo followed Natalie to the washroom door, and Natalie turned to look at him and asked,“Why are you following me?”“Madam, the boss instructed me not to leave your side,” he replied, and Natalie nodded in understanding and said,“I understand, but who would help me get a sanitary pad?”“I beg your pardon?” Vincenzo asked, his cheeks heating up. To hear the woman he had been in love with for so long say