“You Whore! We both know that child isn't mine! Sign the divorce papers now, or I'll beat that thing out of your womb!” My husband roared as I lay dying on the bloody floor. What do you do when the man you loved becomes your worst nightmare? Beating you till you almost lose your unborn twins, then parading your sister as his new wife while you bleed alone? You don’t cry. You don’t beg. You leave and return as his worst nightmare and regret! It's more twisted when the sinfully handsome man who loves you will burn the world at the snap of your finger. And when your ex crawls back, begging. “Take me back, Aria. Your sister tricked me.” You look him in the eye and say. “Get lost, ex-husband. You're in my past now!”
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“Bring me the files now. I cannot afford to lose this contract because of your lazy attitude!” My husband, Rowan, roared down the phone at me. “But Rowan, I asked you if you needed the files this morning and you said no.” I cried out, stunned by his accusatory tone towards me. “So now you think you can question me? You're useless and ugly, the least you can do is be obedient. Bring me those files now or you'll regret it!” He snapped before hanging up. I knew Rowan meant his every word. He had become derogatory and angry at me the last three months. I knew it was because he had a big deal stressing him, so I didn't blame him. I hurried out of the house, but the heavens opened and rain poured down on me in torrents as I moved from bus to bus in order to get him the file. Rowan Zane was one of the richest men in Luxenburg, and yet he never bought me a car. He claimed I was too stupid to drive one, and would probably kill someone on the road. I passed the security booth on my way and heard them whispering. “What does she want here?” The man sounded disgusted. “She is so plain, her face gives me nightmares!” His partner agreed. I felt pricked with pain at their harsh words, but I put my face down and walked away. I knocked on Rowan's door when I reached his office, opening the door without waiting for an answer. I stepped in and at once, whispers spread through. I felt my face flush from embarrassment as Rowan’s eyes fell on me and widened with dismay. His hard jaw clenched angrily. “Aria?” He snarled as though he could not believe his own eyes. “Why are you looking like a drenched sewer rat?” I was flustered and could barely lift my head. Water dripped from my hair and clothes onto his expensive Persian rugs. I lifted the waterproof duffel containing his files. “You ordered me to bring this.” I felt tears pour from my eyes, as the spotlight centered on me. Why was I always finding myself in these situations? Rowan hated it when I embarrassed him but somehow I was always doing that. “Why did boss Rowan marry such a woman?” “She's even useless to give him even a child.” “Can you imagine how plain her child will look? No child please.” Rowan glared at me. “Get out of my office.” When I didn't step out fast enough, Rowan hurried to me and clasped his arm around my neck, pressing until I couldn't breath. “This is the last time I wish to see your scarred face in my office! Understand? Do you have to humiliate me at every chance?! I curse the day I married you.” I had been scarred while trying to save his life, but Rowan believed it was my adopted sister, Zara, who was responsible. He had always loved Zara more. My husband was never tired of humiliating me, but this was the first time he was doing so in public. I looked into his regal face. Even twisted in anger, Rowan was like a god with his broad shoulder, blond hair and green eyes. My heart slammed against my chest as I looked away hurriedly, breathing raggedly, my vision swimming as I was about to faint. “I'll leave now, please can you drop me off? It's raining.” Rowan shoved me to the floor. “You can go back the way you came, was I the one who brought you here?” He snapped before walking back to his meeting. I turned and went home, my neck hurting from where he had clasped his arm. For five years, I had been married to this man, and it was both the most joyous and miserable years of my life. Joyous, because I had always been in love with Rowan, and being his wife was the fulfillment of all my longing. Miserable because Rowan immediately fell in love with my sister upon meeting her the first time I brought him home to meet my family. I fell asleep on the bed as I got home, after crying into the sheets. I was rudely woken by cold water drenching me and a burning slap on my face. “So you dared fall asleep without serving my dinner?” I jumped out of bed, confused and in pain and disbelief. I looked at the time and it was 2am! I had slept for over eight hours and forgot to make Rowan's dinner. “I'm sorry, please I'll make your dinner now!” I begged, tears filling my eyes. Rowan's cold and frigid eyes met mine. “No need. I'll have you for dinner instead.” He ripped my clothes off me and pushed me onto the bed. Before I could blink, he pushed his heavy cock inside me as I screamed in pain. It wasn't that I didn't want my husband, but I was not wet at all because he did not give any foreplay. Instead, he rammed himself inside me again and again. My body was on fire as he tore through me. He slammed harder until he took his pleasure and fell onto my body, groaning. He kissed my cheeks softly. “Ah, Aria, you always feel so good. I guess you have a good vagina to make up for that stupid face of yours.” He fell asleep while I curled into myself, crying silent tears. I loved Rowan, but his deviousness was becoming too much. The next morning, I was up early. I made him breakfast exactly how he liked it and laid it out on the table. Rowan had barely tasted the food when he turned icy, spitting the tea all over the table. “Are you trying to kill me?” He yelled in my face. “What's wrong?” I asked, shrinking into my chair, worried that he would hit me again. I could barely walk from the pain that he had inflicted on me yesterday. “What's wrong? I'll show you what's wrong.” Without warning, Rowan stood, picked up the steaming cup of tea and poured it over my head.ARIA“Come sit, dear. I'm sorry to interrupt your dinner. Lark here had a fall and I was helping.” She continued, and the moment faded away. I stood, looking from Lark who sat more comfortably in her arms and Caspian who was still looking from me to the woman. I smiled at her. “Oh it's fine. Thank you for helping Lark. He's a scatter brain sometimes.” I settled beside Caspian. On the table was a feast. I wasn't sure the five of us could finish all the pies and chicken on the table. Caspian had even ordered a separate plate of steak for himself. Lark looked up and his lips pulled into a pout. “No, I'm not.” He smiled immediately after and I laughed. I touched his nose. “You're right, baby. You're not.” The woman was easy to talk to. There was something soft and warm about her, and she smiled with her entire face. Bennett had always said that was a sign of a good person. That sort of smile immediately put you at ease. I couldn't remember the last time a stranger had made me feel
ARIAThe laughter tickled my throat again. It took all I could to keep it from spilling from my lips. “Well I'm glad you're not denying it. And Zara? You spread your legs for my husband when he was still my husband. You have two days to confess. Two days.” I ended the call, turned and saw Caspian behind me. I could hear Nylah and Lark outside, both chattering to themselves. “We're ready to leave,” he said smoothly, not even asking what the call was about. “That was Zara…” I started. “Don't tell me. Do whatever you want to, Aria. If you need my help then tell me.” He turned and marched out of the house. I followed him, my eyes on his ass. I smirked at nothing. I needed to find time to tell him about Vivienne’s information. I had no idea if she would send the evidence she had, but if she didn't, then I might need to find it myself. I knew I'd definitely need his help with that. We got in the car and drove to the park. It was green, beautiful and silent enough that we could rest
ARIA The kettle boiled just as Caspian’s text dropped on my phone. cI’m outside.' I set the mugs down on the counter, wiping my damp palms on my jeans as I crossed to open the door. My chest felt tight. Despite the three hours that had passed, the adrenaline from the office hadn't settled at all. Everything that had happened was still running around in my head. When I opened the door, Caspian stood there. His face was half hidden by the large bouquet of blood-red roses in his hand. In his other hand was a box. He handed me the bouquet as he stepped into the house. My heart skipped, melting like butter under the sun as his eyes met mine. “Hey, before you say a word. The flowers are an apology. The perfumes are just because I know you'll like them. I'm sorry I lost control and ruined something that could have been a beautiful moment.” Oh! To have a man like Caspian. I bent my head into the soft petals and sniffed gently. I was buying myself some time to swallow the emotions
CASPIANAria was off the desk and pulling her clothes on immediately I slid off her. “Shit, shit, shit, shit!” I kept swearing, pulling my clothes on too, my eyes fixed on Aria who wasn't saying a word. “Aria? Say something.” Her eyes were cold when they met mine. They didn't belong to the woman who had held me just moments ago, breathless and shivering with her release. They were as sharp as glass now as she answered me. “Stop panicking, Caspian. I'll take care of it.” She sounded flat and detached, as though she had shut down. The words chilled me. What the hell did she mean by that? The panic I’d been experiencing leaked out of me and I shook my head.“No.” My hand shot out, catching her wrist as she tried to walk around me. I pulled her into me roughly. “Don't do that. Don't shut me out.” Her eyes shot away from me, lingering on the floor. When she blinked and looked up at me again, they were a little warmer, but she pulled out of my arms like it cost her nothing. “I said I'
CASPIAN I saw the moment Aria realized I was serious. Her pupils blew wide and she stepped back like she couldn't control her knees. “That's impossible. You can't do that.” She said in hush tone. I shrugged. “You know I mean it, Aria. I'm going to give you the tools you need to bring Rowan down on your own. You don't need Vivienne either.” I backed away from her, opening the door while I gave her a few seconds to deal with what I'd just said. She didn't have a choice really, I would give it to her, I just needed her to deal with the reality. Nyx stood when I stepped into the room. “Why didn't you tell us that she doesn't know?” I made sure the door was closed, then smiled at her. “It was supposed to be a surprise.” I walked around my desk, and settled down. “You guys can leave. We'll continue tomorrow and allow the shares to sink a little more.” Reed stood, taking Michelle’s hand. He rubbed his thumb over her fingers as he asked. “Are you sure Aria wants this? You didn't
ARIA I heard Zara’s voice asking someone to get out of the room, then her voice came through. “What do you want, Aria? I'm really busy right now.” I pressed my fingers against my temple, fighting off an evil smile. She was busy? “We need to talk. I warned you to stay away from my children, but you didn't listen, Zara. You never listen until there's consequences.” "About what?" she snapped. "If you’re calling to gloat, save it." "About the truth, let's talk about the truth,” I said lightly, sinking back into my chair, letting my voice become soft. "I want you to confess, Zara. Publicly. Admit that you worked with Rowan and Talia to have me raped in that night club. Admit that you helped plan what happened to me." There was a moment of deafening silence. "What the hell are you talking about?" Zara released a shocked laugh. "I never…Aria, I would never do something like that." Something in me snapped. The control I’d been holding onto all morning shattered. "Stop fucking lying!
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