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You Have No Right on Me!

Author: Tryurbest
last update publish date: 2025-01-14 19:00:05

The chaos in the club had hit a sudden, deafening silence when Alexander’s fist connected with the man’s face. I barely saw it coming—the way his knuckles cracked against Matteo’s jaw. The sound reverberated through the thick air like a slap to the world itself. My stomach turned as the scene unfolded, the glass in my hand suddenly too heavy.

“What the hell are you doing?” I shouted though I couldn’t even tell if it was out of concern or sheer disbelief. I barely had time t
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  • Dear Ex-wife, Please Come Back    The Business Trip

    Lyvanne's POV…The next morning…The first thing I noticed when I opened my eyes was the space beside me.Huh? Has he gone home without saying goodbye?I blinked a few times, trying to adapt to the brightness in the room before lifting my head.Boom, there he was.Rovan sat against the headboard, dressed in a white shirt with the sleeves folded to his forearms. His laptop rested comfortably on his lap while his fingers moved effortlessly across the keyboard.I smiled to myself, knowing fully well what he was doing.Business.That man practically breathed business every morning. He works so hard as if he has nothing to his name; meanwhile, he is a trillionaire. This was only the third time he had spent the night at my place, yet every single morning had begun exactly like this. Occasionally, I ask if he sleeps at all because I can't comprehend how he stays awake watching over me

  • Dear Ex-wife, Please Come Back    A Question for the Ring

    Lyvanne's POV…I noticed Rovan was behaving weirdly, and I couldn't comprehend what was wrong.Yeeh, he had been smiling since I stepped out of the bathroom, but I could tell that something was wrong and he needed an explanation. Perhaps it's what he saw at the hospital, which he didn't care to ask for an explanation about, that was bothering him.No matter how hard he smiles, I know which is genuine and which is not. That's how long I have known Rovan; for the past few months we have been together.And right now, he was faking the smile, and I was playing along.Wrapping the towel properly around my body, I placed my hands on both of his cheeks, leaned closer, and placed a light kiss on his lips.After letting go of his lips, I lifted my gaze to him, hoping to say something that might help comfort his mind, my hands caring for his chin.“Rovan,” I sighed in deep relief as I conversed. “The truth is that w

  • Dear Ex-wife, Please Come Back    Let's See How It Ends.

    Rovan's POV…The drive back to Lyvanne's house was painfully quiet. None of us spoke, but the tension between us was noticeable.While I pretended that I was on my phone during the whole drive, she sat beside me, her eyes fixed on the passing city lights.Occasionally, I stole a glance at her, but she didn't notice. Perhaps she noticed, but she pretended as if she didn't.She looked exhausted and emotionally drained. Yet the image from the hospital refused to leave my mind.Watching how that son of a b!tch, Alexander reached for her and Lyvanne standing there was slowly killing me inside, and I was finding it challenging to keep it.Perhaps there had been a reasonable explanation. Just maybe…But my heart had begun asking questions my mind couldn't answer, and I hoped there would be a reasonable response when I asked her.Guess what was on my mind…I had already pictured her leaving me for Alex.

  • Dear Ex-wife, Please Come Back     Is This Fate?

    Lyvanne's POV…As I stepped out of the elevator, the familiar scent of antiseptic lingered in the hospital corridor Well, no matter how luxurious hospitals looked, they all carried the same feeling. Always cold and heavy, haunted by hope and heartbreak.I tightened my grip on the bouquet of white lilies in my hand. I had come to visit one of Rovan's elderly employees, who had undergone heart surgery the previous night. Rovan had been called away for an urgent business meeting, so I volunteered to stop by on his behalf.After spending a few minutes with the grateful old man, I quietly excused myself so I could go home and rest.As soon as I stepped out of the room, the hallway outside was unusually silent, like a graveyard.I paused and scanned the environment for a while before taking a deep breath and proceeded to the elevator.My heels clicked softly against the polished floor as I headed toward the elevator

  • 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    It's Nothing to Be Helped by an Enemy

    Lyvanne’s POVThe silence in the room was deafening, my gaze never leaving him. The atmosphere was so quiet, like a graveyard.I watched Alexander standing frozen by the door, my question still hanging heavily in the air. I was desperate to hear what he had to say.“Why did you help me?” I asked on

  • Dear Ex-wife, Please Come Back    You have a call

    Lyvanne's POVThe studio buzzed with pressure, fabric rustled, machines hummed, staff moving quickly as if the very floor beneath them would catch fire if they slowed down.I stood in the center of the busy office, a storm in heels, snapping out instructions like a general in battle. It has always

  • 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

  • Dear Ex-wife, Please Come Back    THE HEARTBREAK

    I studied my reflection in the mirror, taking note of the sage green dress I’d saved up money to buy. It was my anniversary and I wanted to surprise my husband at the office. The dress was fabulous and I knew my husband, Alexander would love it. He usually liked dresses that clung to me and showed

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