Mag-log inShe became his wife by obligation. He married her with resentment in his heart. When ruthless businessman Ethan Blackwood is forced into a marriage he never wanted, he makes one thing painfully clear—his wife will never have his love. Trapped in a cold mansion and a colder marriage, Lydia Blackwood endures life as a woman bound by vows but denied affection, respect, and warmth. To the world, she is Mrs. Blackwood. Behind closed doors, she is invisible. Lydia enters the marriage hoping time might soften Ethan’s heart, but instead she faces rejection, loneliness, and the shadow of another woman who still holds his love. Every cruel word and silent night chips away at her spirit, yet beneath her quiet obedience lies a strength Ethan never expected. As secrets unravel and truths surface, Ethan begins to see the woman he cast aside—the sacrifices she made, the loyalty she showed, and the love she gave without being asked. But regret comes late, and wounds cut deep. When Lydia finally chooses herself over a loveless marriage, Ethan must confront the terrifying possibility of losing the one woman who truly belonged to him.
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JUDGEMENT ROOMThud ThudThe gravel kept getting hit against the table repeatedly with anger, annoyance and frustration. The poor gravel was wallowing in pain thinking about what made its holder upset. Its holder had been handling it with care, judging people souls and their works but now, it seemed that it was annoyed with this particular soul." Lilith, why is it you again?" King Yama asked in frustrationKing Yama was frustrated and it could be seen in his expression and voice, his once handsome face had turned to that of an old man cause he was judging this particular soul, Lilith. This troublesome psychopath had been a regular customer of hell and it was getting annoying." I don't know I guess I was shot at the head this time" she pointed at the hole on her forehead with pride."What did you do this time?" King yama asked with a long sighLilith let out a smirk filled with pride. She was ready to thrill King Yama with her wondrous adventure in the land of the living." So there I was" Dramatic music suddenly plays, where the hell did it even come from" Jumping buildings, Soaring the sky....""I don't wanna hear your story Lilith just tell me what you did that you got shot and turn of your music Apollyon"The poor demon quickly turned off the music for fear of receiving King Yama Wrath, he had specially prepared the music for Lilith cause he loved listening to her stories.Lilith was known for her dramatic stories anytime she came down to hell, though they sounded exaggerated but they weren't and she always had pride in telling her stories without caring if her death at the end was disgraceful."But that's what I was just telling you" lilith said"I mean the main point " King Yama shouted" Hahahaha " she laughed clutching her stomach" Don't shout like that or my ear drums are gonna burst"" You are a spirit" King yama facepalmed."Who said spirits doesn't have eardrums?" she turned and saw king yama expression he looked scary" Chills , calm down, I was just killed when I was on a job""What job?""He..he..he..he" Lilith laughed slowly with fear she could feel the killing aura coming from king yama, hot sweat trickled down her face." Why aren't you taking your life seriously?" He asked" I am taking it serious father "she replied" You aren't. You've recarnated lots of times into the land of the living but you keep living a dangerous life and dying tragically. "He was right , I had recarnated lots of times but none ever ended well. First I was an Empress of the Zhang dynasty but a ruthless and wicked one. I slaughtered a lot of people including my own family but at the end their was a coup which couldn't have succeeded but who expected that my lover would be the one to stab me. I was beheaded and my body was thrown on the street for dogs to eat.Then I was reborn again as an orphan but I struggled and became the leader of the bloodiest demonic sect , I was a tyrant who created a sea of blood, a literal sea of blood that my sect members thought I was too much of a tyrant and collided with other sects to dethrone me, at the end i was drowned in my sea of blood.Then the head of a terrorist group...
A mafia head...Then the number one assassin on earth...
Everything ended badly.
"I don't want to live a peaceful life. I'm Lilith yama, daughter of King Yama himself. I represent darkness "She ran her hands across her hair and chuckled lightly " represent ?... I am darkness. I never wanted to go to the land of the living you forced me"" cause if you stay here you are eventually gonna wipe out the whole of hell and if you do who will I rule over?"" me" She giggledHe was kinda saying that truth though." That's how you wiped out the whole Mammon clan cause one of their sons stepped on you and didn't say sorry" King Yama shivered at the remembrance of that bloody night, his daughter didn't spare anyone and a clan of over 3000 people were slaughtered in cold blood."Fufufufu" Lilith laughed" That was one of my best nights, the smell of fresh blood filled the air"King yama still couldn't get over his daughter cold hearted, ruthless behaviour " This is why I took away 80 percent of your powers. Even I wasn't ruthless like you when I was your age"" That's why I'm better than you" Lilith said with a little grinKing Yama just sighed "Well you are gonna be recarnated again and make sure you at least live up to age fifty "" But dad.." Lilith whined" Don't dad me "" I don't wanna go to the land of the living, they are too weak." Lilith complained"don't forget that it's those weak people who killed you a lot of times" King Yama said with a mocking tone" and besides you aren't going there to fight or kill people"" Then why am I going then?"" To find love and peace" King Yama walked up to her and placed his hands on her shoulders but she shook them off . He let out a soft sigh." I don't need love and peace, they make one weak and I don't want to be weak. Don't forget it was love that killed me at first"" it was a love you forced. Well you don't have a choice" King Yama snapped his fingers and Lilith was once again reborn.King Yama sighed and went back to his judgement throne. Lucifer son, Hades, also was in the land of the living. Lucifer was the god of punishment while he was the god of judgement, he judged people works and lucifer tortured and punished those whose soul had been condemned forever. They were both the rulers of hell.Lucifer son, Hades, was although a handsome, dashing young man he was far worse than his daughter lilith and because of this he was rarely allowed to go to the land of the living, anytime he did he caused great events that leaves a great mark in history and made human shrivel in fear in remembrance of it.Recently Hades had caused a ruckus in hell, he destroyed lots of souls beyond the point of redemption so his father had no choice but to let him go to the land of the living but he sealed his powers until he got to a particular age then he would began to slowly unlock them. Lucifer also planted powerful demons to control Hades anytime it seems he was going out of control. King Yama thought of Lucifers plan and thought of it as smart so he also sealed lilith powers totally until she got to a particular age.
King Yama silently prayed to the Highest God that Lilith would be able to find love and peace, he also prayed sternly that she and Hades would never meet cause of they do the world might just end, but who knew that God had other plans for Lilith and Hades.
The invitation arrived embossed in silver.The National Philanthropy Summit — Keynote Address: Lydia WhitmoreLydia read it twice.She had avoided large-scale conferences since the audit situation. Not out of fear, but preference. The foundation was stable again. Quiet progress suited her.But this summit was different.It was hosted by one of the most influential nonprofit coalitions in the country. Major donors. International leaders. Policy influencers.And—One particular name on the program caught her attention.Daniel Carrow — Founder, Carrow Global ImpactHer chest tightened slightly.Carrow Global was known for aggressive expansion tactics. Strategic mergers. High-visibility campaigns. They’d once attempted to acquire the Whitmore Foundation before Lydia declined.Now they would share a stage.Interesting.⸻The conference hall buzzed with energy. Cameras. Press badges. Donors mingling in polished conversations.Daniel Carrow was exactly as described—charismatic, sharp, impecc
The woman refused to give her name.She stood at the security gate of the Whitmore Foundation at exactly 7:45 a.m., dressed in a plain navy dress, her hair streaked with silver and pulled back tightly. She wasn’t loud. She wasn’t disruptive.She simply insisted.“I will wait,” she told the receptionist calmly. “She needs to hear this from me.”By the time Lydia arrived, security had already notified her.“There’s a woman downstairs asking specifically for you,” Ethan said, scanning his phone. “No appointment.”“Did she say what it’s about?”“No. Just that it’s personal.”Personal.Lydia hesitated, then nodded. “Bring her up.”Minutes later, the woman entered her office without intimidation or awe. Her eyes were steady. Observant.“You’re Lydia,” she said.“Yes.”The woman studied her for a moment, as if comparing her to someone else.“You look like him,” she said finally.Lydia’s chest tightened slightly.“My father?”“Yes.”There was no warmth in the answer. But no bitterness either.
The audit hadn’t exploded.It had simmered.Three weeks after announcing the internal review, Lydia sat in the conference room with a stack of preliminary findings in front of her. No criminal activity. No embezzlement.But there were inconsistencies.Unrecorded short-term loans to partner organizations. Quiet “bridge funding” her father had issued to projects that hadn’t yet qualified for board approval. Technically violations of protocol.Ethically?Gray.She exhaled slowly.“We can categorize most of it as procedural overreach,” the external auditor explained. “Risky, but not illegal.”“That’s not comforting,” one trustee muttered.Lydia remained calm.“We’ll restructure oversight procedures,” she said. “Dual authorization on discretionary funding. Quarterly transparency reports.”The board nodded.This was manageable.Fixable.But as the meeting ended and the trustees filed out, her phone buzzed with a notification that made her blood run cold.A trending article.Headline bold an
The envelope arrived without a return address.It was thick. Cream-colored. Old-fashioned.Lydia almost ignored it.The foundation received countless letters—funding requests, proposals, handwritten gratitude from communities they’d supported. But this one was different. It wasn’t addressed to the foundation.It was addressed to her.Lydia Whitmore. Personal.She stared at it for a long moment before opening it.Inside was a single folded sheet of paper.No greeting.No signature.Just a message written in clean, deliberate handwriting:You believe you rebuilt your father’s legacy.You didn’t.You inherited a secret.Her stomach tightened.That was it.No threat. No explanation.Just that.She read it again.And again.Then she locked her office door.By the time Ethan arrived for lunch, she was still sitting at her desk, the letter lying flat in front of her.“You look like someone just told you the building’s on fire,” he said lightly—until he saw her face.“What happened?”She slid






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