LOGINThey say society looks down on divorced women, especially those who are no longer “beautiful” in its eyes but Amara doesn’t care. After ten years of being the perfect wife, enduring whispers about her looks, the cruel jokes about her weight, and the constant reminders from her husband that she’s “not beautiful enough,” she’s done. Her husband not only cheats on her… he moves his pregnant mistress into their marital home and flaunts her like a prize. When Amara asks for a divorce, he vows to destroy her. Promising to make her life so miserable she’ll come crawling back. But he’s wrong because Amara would rather die than return to him. In her search for a way out, she crosses paths with Lucian Rostova. He's dangerous. Ruthless and filthy rich. Lucian offers her a deal: he’ll help her ruin her ex-husband and his mistress if she agrees to marry him for one year. With her back against the wall, Amara says yes. But deals with the devil always come with a price. Will Lucian truly protect her like he promises… or will he crush her and leave her bleeding out in the cold?
View More“Amara?” Lucian called when he returned from the call and found that she wasn't in the water anymore.Silence.Lucian panicked and ran straight to his room and found it empty. He then ran to her room and found her cuddled on the bed with the lights very deemed.His pounding heart seemed to slow down the moment he saw that she was alive and safe. However,his brows met in concern when he noticed how she had shut him off. He was about to take a tep forward when she spoke, “I just want to be left alone, please.”“Is there anything else I can do to make you feel better?” He asked softly.“Not right now.” Amara’s voice was clipped and cold. Lucian nodded as he turned and shut the door softly behind him, hoping the following morning would be better, but he couldn’t have been more wrong.The days that followed were worse, and Lucian felt she had started slipping away.It began with small things—Amara’s absent-minded nods, the way her laughter faded into polite smiles, the way her warmth seem
Brandon froze at the sound of the voice, his grip loosening slightly. Slowly, he turned his head to see Lucian standing in the doorway, his face carved in fury, his eyes a storm of rage, and a gun leveled directly at Brandon’s head.“I warned you,” Lucian growled, his voice low and lethal. He stepped forward, his finger itching on the trigger. “You just couldn’t stay away.”Brandon smirked, trying to mask his fear. “Oh, look who finally decided to show up. What’s the matter, Lucian? Scared I’ll tell her the truth about you?”Lucian didn’t answer. Instead, in one swift move, he holstered the gun, lunged forward, and grabbed Brandon by the collar, slamming him against the wall with bone-crushing force. The room shook with the impact, and Brandon’s smirk disappeared as Lucian’s fist connected with his jaw in a brutal punch.“You dare lay a fucking hand on her?” Lucian roared, his voice echoing with the force of his fury. His fists rained down on Brandon, each strike harder and more mercil
“Thought you could run from me?” he mocked, crawling over her as she struggled, his breath hot and vile against her face. His hand moved, fingers cruelly tracing down her jaw, sending chills of repulsion down her spine.She summoned every ounce of strength left in her body, twisting and scratching, her nails catching on his skin, drawing blood. He grunted in pain, momentarily losing his grip, and she used the moment to claw her way out from under him. Her vision was blurry, her lip throbbing, but she refused to let him break her.“Brandon,” she managed, her voice dark and steady as she glared at him from the ground, “You’re nothing but a pathetic coward.You’ll never be an ounce of what Lucian is.” The anger in his eyes flashed, his fists tightening. She knew he’d lost control. But that was what she wanted. Because she was going to use the rage to blind him and then escape.“Maybe you’re right,” he hissed, grabbing her by the hair, yanking her close, his voice low and venomous. “But i
“Brandon?” she whispered, her voice barely more than a strangled gasp. What the hell was he standing in front of her for? “How’d you get out?” She asked, her voice laced with irritation.His eyes were red, and he smelled like alcohol. That made sense because there was no way he would visit her in his right mind after escaping prison unless he had been watching her.Waiting for a moment when she was all alone.“Miss me, baby?” he asked. His once bright brown eyes now dull, and his teeth yellow. He looked completely different from the man she was married to.. He took a step forward, and she backed away instinctively, her heart pounding in her chest. “But why don’t you look happy hmm?”“Brandon, you need to leave. Lucian will be here any minute.” She said, hoping he wouldn’t see through her lie.Brandon paused, “You do care for me don’t you baby? That your little ass boyfriend will find me with you. Hahaha. But you see babe, we have two problems.” He ran his filthy hand across her che
Amara stared at herself in the mirror, thinking of Lucian's words. She wanted to leave her marriage, but she wondered if another marriage was the answer.‘It's just for show, Amara.’ She cooled herself.She applied the final touches of her makeup, a small smile tugging at her lips when the door open
“He has changed! I can't seem to control him the way I used to.” Katherine scarted the glass from the table and sent it flying across the room.“Calm down! We need to find a way to keep him rooted to us.” Lauren said.Her elections were in a week, and she couldn't afford any mistakes. Not if she wan
Katherine watched Lauren's figure disappear through the door, her anger simmering just beneath the surface. She paced the room, her mind racing. How had everything spiraled so out of control? The pieces she'd carefully put into place were crumbling around her. She couldn't let Lauren take the reins,
“You should be glad she’s doing all the hard work for you. Childbearing is hard work, you know,” Her mother Lauren Ashford said to her daughter. "Besides, with your weight, it will only make you worse."“Are you serious right now?” Amara ran a frustrated hand into her hair as she stood. “I’m telling






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