LOGINHarder Xavier… don’t stop.” “I own you tonight, Darla. You’re mine, and I’ll fuck you until you forget his name.” Darla Finn’s enviable life shattered when she discovered her husband's affair with her favorite cousin. After a fatal accident, she wakes ten years in the past with a second chance to rewrite her story. Armed with her quest for vengeance she fixed herself/life picking her broken pieces together… but when her world collided with the ruthless billionaire, Xavier who happened to be her husband's uncle, can Darla get revenge without losing herself? Or will desire become her greatest weakness?
View MoreDarla's POVI watched everything unfold from a distance, quietly observing the chaos and the resolutions that followed. Richard had shocked everyone by marrying Mandy. Melanin had begged, cried, and tried everything to sway him, but he had pushed her away without a second glance, choosing Mandy and making it clear that there was no turning back. It stunned everyone,friends, family, even those who thought they knew him well. His calm, decisive choice left no room for second-guessing, and in a way, it felt like the closing of a painful chapter for everyone involved.Melanin, on the other hand, was a broken figure amidst the wreckage of her own making. She had gone back to Sam, thinking that perhaps he could be a refuge, someone to cling to for comfort or validation, but Sam’s response was colder than she had expected. He rejected her bluntly, stating that there was nothing left in her that he could respect, love, or even tolerate. That rejection hit her harder than any scandal or
Richard's POVThe hotel was quiet, discreet, exactly the kind of place no one would look twice at. I checked in, got the key, and went up to the room. Once inside, I loosened my tie and sat on the edge of the bed, my elbows resting on my knees.Everything felt like it was closing in.Too many names. Too many lies.I hadn’t even finished processing my conversation with Xavier when Mandy’s name lit up my screen again.I’m here.Less than a minute later, there was a soft knock on the door.I opened it to find Mandy standing there, dressed simply, her expression serious. No seductive smile. No playful glint in her eyes. Whatever she had come to say wasn’t about pleasure.I stepped aside to let her in.As soon as the door closed, I asked, “What’s happening?”She didn’t sit immediately. She paced once, then stopped and looked at me. “Darla knows.”I stiffened slightly. “Knows what?”“That Melanie is sleeping with Sam.”I let out a slow breath. “I figured.”She blinked. “You did?”“Xavier
Richard’s POVThe glass was cold against my palm, the amber liquid inside barely moving as Vincent talked. We were seated at his private lounge, the lights dim, the kind of place where secrets felt lighter once alcohol got involved.“So,” Vincent said casually, swirling his drink. “How’s Mandy?”I didn’t answer immediately. I took a slow sip instead, letting the burn trail down my throat. My mind flashed, skin, heat, the quiet danger of her presence under my roof while Melanie slept upstairs.“To be honest?” I finally said.Vincent smirked. “I wouldn’t ask otherwise.”“She’s… great,” I admitted. “On the bed.”He raised an eyebrow. “Better than Melanie?”I laughed under my breath, shaking my head slightly. “Much better.”Vincent let out a low whistle. “Damn.”“She’s uncomplicated,” I continued, staring into my glass. “No pretending. No emotional chess. Just… release.”“And Melanie?” he asked.I clenched my jaw. “Melanie is… history I haven’t finished closing yet.”Vincent leaned back
Melanie’s POVI stood there long after Darla walked out, staring at the door like it might open again and tell me this was all some twisted joke.Sleeping with Sam.The words echoed in my head, sharp and poisonous.My heart was racing so hard it felt like it was trying to escape my chest. I lifted a hand to my throat, swallowing, forcing myself to breathe. I had laughed it off in front of her. I had acted calm, amused, superior.But inside?Inside, panic was clawing its way up my spine.“How did she know?” I whispered to myself.I turned sharply. “Everyone out.”The room went quiet.One of the guys frowned. “What?”“The party is over,” I snapped. “Now.”They didn’t argue. One by one, they grabbed their things, murmured awkward goodbyes, and filtered out of the house. In less than five minutes, the space felt too big, too empty.Too loud with my thoughts.I slammed the door shut and leaned against it, chest heaving.Mandy was still there, standing awkwardly by the couch, her brows dra






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