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The Deadly Acquaintance

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The clock on the wall ticked away relentlessly, a mocking reminder of the passing minutes that dragged on like hours. I shifted in my chair, tapping my fingers lightly against the polished surface of the conference table, but my mind was elsewhere, spiraling and tangled in thoughts of what was to come.

Today was supposed to be a simple meeting—establishing a partnership for a new collection, a strategic deal to elevate my brand even higher. The production was already underway, the fabrics lin
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  • Dear Ex-wife, Please Come Back    Pleading for Mercy

    Isabelle's POV… My knees struck the cold stone floor with a painful thud. And for the first time in years, I understood what true fear felt like. Victor lay bleeding only a few feet away, groaning with every breath, while Kelvin knelt under the firm grip of Rovan's guards. The air smelled of gunpowder and blood, and standing in the middle of it all was Lyvanne. She wasn't crying; rather, she was simply standing and staring at me as if she had seen a ghost. That expression frightened me far more than tears ever could. Why? Because I could still remember how the sound of Victor's screams echoed through the chamber, sending chills racing down my spine the moment he was shot by Rovan. The blood that pooled beneath his leg, and the sight alone was enough to make my stomach churn. The same man I believed was untouchable by anyone was lying in the pool of his blood

  • Dear Ex-wife, Please Come Back    Permit Me

    Lyvanne's POV… Kelvin stared at Rovan for a while as if he were trying to recall the person's name. Then, he suddenly opened his mouth to speak. “His name is Lucas,” he announced, holding no trace of a joke, “Lucas Morales.” “Lu… Lucas?” I asked to be sure of what I heard. Without any hesitation, Kelvin nodded as we stared at each other. My entire body stiffened after he confirmed my words. Who could have thought Lucas was still trying to hunt me down? Strange. “I've been Lucas Morales' fixer for years,” he explained with a straight face. “I have been working for him long before you ever went to prison.” The room fell deadly silent for a while. Then… Kelvin continued as though discussing the weather. “When you arrived in prison,” he chuckled. “I bribed several prison officers to make sure your life

  • Dear Ex-wife, Please Come Back    The Master Behind the Curtain

    Lyvanne's POV… The ringing in my ears slowly faded. And for several terrifying seconds, I couldn't move, breathe, or even open my eyes. I was too afraid to think of who was shot, hoping I wasn't the one, and I was yet to feel the pain. On the contrary, I was hoping it wasn't Rovan either. Not that I was praying for any other person to be shot dead, but seeing someone who was very close to your heart lying lifeless on the floor will shatter my hope. “Ma’am!” Louis' voice finally pulled me back into reality as I was lost in thoughts, my eyes still firmly shut. My trembling eyes slowly opened, my breathing slowly picking up as well. As I finally opened my eyes, the first thing I saw was Rovan, whose back was against mine.He stood several feet in front of me, one arm stretched forward. In his hand…

  • Dear Ex-wife, Please Come Back    The Man from the Shadows

    Lyvanne's POV… The room fell into complete silence. I couldn't take my eyes off the man seated beside Isabelle. There was something strangely familiar about his face. Not familiar enough for me to remember his name. But enough to stir memories I had buried years ago. I frowned, studying him carefully. Where had I seen him before? His unshaven face looked older than I remembered. A thin scar stretched from the corner of his eyebrow to his temple. His cold, emotionless eyes met mine for only a second before looking away. Why did he seem so familiar? I searched my memories desperately. Dark hallways… Cold concrete walls… Iron bars… Screams in the middle of the night… A pr

  • Dear Ex-wife, Please Come Back    Behind Closed Doors

    Lyvanne's POV… The atmosphere inside the office turned heavy. No one spoke. Everyone waited for Rovan's next command. And as expected, he didn't disappoint. His expression remained calm, but I had learned enough about him to recognize what that calm truly meant. Someone had crossed a line. “They're still under surveillance?” he asked, his gaze on Damien. “Yes, sir.” Damien gave a firm nod. “Our men have them in sight.” “Good.” Rovan nodded back, a little excitement displaying on his face. “I don't want them alerted.” Rovan slipped his hands into his pockets, his voice steady and authoritative. “They are not to escape." "Block every possible exit, but don't engage until you're certain both of them are together.” “Yes, sir.” Damien responded as he immed

  • Dear Ex-wife, Please Come Back    Shadows Behind the Truth

    Lyvanne's POV… The question lingered in the room long after Rovan asked it. “Who is Isabelle?” I lowered my gaze to the file resting in his hand, a bitter smile escaping my lips. “You remember her.” Rovan's brows knitted together for a brief moment before realization flickered across his face. “The woman you told me about.” I nodded slowly while staring at him now. “The day we met after I was released from prison.” “I remember.” His expression darkened after saying that. A heavy silence settled between us for as long as we could remember. Suddenly, I took a deep breath before speaking. “Isabelle Huston was once Alexander's fiancée.” My fingers intertwined tightly on my lap. “At first, I thought she simply hated me because Alexander couldn't let go of me.” I paused and let out a hollow laugh that lasted for a few seconds.

  • Dear Ex-wife, Please Come Back    RETURN OF THE ENSTRANGED WIFE

    The clicks of a camera shutter followed me as soon as the door of my vehicle opened. Being a renowned figure was a big achievement for me. It reminded me of the sweaty days and troubled nights I’d sacrificed to ensure I got back on my feet…on my own.I’d spent two years in jail for a crime I neve

  • Dear Ex-wife, Please Come Back     GOING TO JAIL

    The doors of the cell opened. “You have a visitor.” The female officer announced to me. I didn’t say anything, just stood and followed her to the room where prisoners received guests. There was Alex waiting for me. I took the bench opposite him, the female officer gave us privacy to talk but w

  • Dear Ex-wife, Please Come Back    YOU ARE NOTHING BUT A WICKED SOUL

    “What did you do to her?!” Alex yelled at me as he went to a screaming Isabelle… that’s what I’d heard him call her. “Nothing.” I was at loss for words. I had not even touched her. She was the one who had made it seem like I pushed her. “Why are you lying?! I saw your hands on her!” He yelle

  • Dear Ex-wife, Please Come Back    THE DIVORCE

    I got home, still crying. The tears were refusing to stop pouring, my heart would not stop bleeding. I felt pain. Too much pain and none was physical. Even the cabman who had driven me home had been worried about how hard I was sobbing. He’d asked questions but I didn’t answer any. Now I was ho

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