LOGINTwo men, one woman. A love story written in betrayal, revenge, and redemption. Angela Anderson had always dreamed of Hollywood stardom, but her life was stolen before it began. Forced into a loveless marriage with ruthless billionaire Daniel Rourke, she became nothing more than a trophy wife. Labeled barren, humiliated by his family, and ultimately replaced by his pregnant mistress, Angela’s five-year marriage ends in devastation and scandal. One night of whiskey-fueled recklessness with a grey-eyed stranger was supposed to be her escape… until the two pink lines changed everything. Her world shatters again when she discovers her one-night stand is Alexander Voss—her wealthy, dangerously charming ex-boyfriend… and Daniel’s most powerful corporate rival. Alex wants her back. Daniel wants to own her again. And Angela? She wants freedom—until her heart and unborn child pull her into a dangerous tug-of-war between two powerful men who will stop at nothing to claim her. A sizzling enemies-to-lovers romance with betrayal, twin babies, and a fierce heroine who learns that sometimes the best revenge… is loving the man your ex hates most.
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Chapter 1:
ARYM ZCHRYNNE “MaiMai” –
“Let’s get married then.” Baritono at seryosong sabi ni sir Jasper. Hindi ko alam kung tama pa ba ang naririnig ko, parehas kasi kaming nakainom at ako? Umiikot na ang paningin ko dahil sa sobrang kalasingan.
“Sure! Gusto ko ngayon din mismo sir ah! Hindi ko aatrasan yan!” Naghahamon ko pang sabi. I’m so broke! Gusto ko mag pakalango sa alak. Tsaka ko na iintindihin mga pinag gagawa ko kapag nawala na ang kirot sa dibdib ko dulot ng pagkabigo ko sa pag-ibig.
Narito kami ngayon sa isang bar, iniwan na ako ng mga kasama ko. Good thing, narito din pala si sir Jasper kaya naki-share na lang siya sa table ko dahil wala rin naman siyang kasama. Nagkataon lang na narito rin pala siya at kagaya ko, broken hearted din siya sa ex-girlfriend niya na ngayon ay kasintahan na ng kuya Japeth niya. Kung hindi ako nagkakamali ay Yasmine ang pangalan niya. Nakita ko na rin siya minsan sa company dahil kasama siya ni ma’am Briannah.
Dahil na rin siguro pareho kami naka inom, napag-kwentuhan namin ang mga hinanakit namin kaya kami naririto sa bar para makapag lango sa alak. Napagkasunduan namin na kami na lang ang magpakasal baka sakaling mag work. Susubukan namin maging mag-asawa sa loob ng isang taon at kapag walang nabuong pagmamahalan o supling sa isang taon naming pagsasama, palalayain namin ang isa’t isa. Crazy right? But who cares? Ang importante ay iyong ngayon, bahala na bukas.
Ayaw sa akin ng pamilya ng boyfriend ko, ginawa ko naman ang lahat para magustuhan nila ako pero nagulat na lang ako na pag gising ko, nabasa ko na lang ang text message ng boyfriend ko na nakikipaghiwalay na sa akin dahil maninirahan na raw sila ng pamilya sa United States for good.
Sinubukan ko tawagan ang boyfriend ko, nag tagumpay naman ako makausap siya pero nakipag hiwalay pa rin siya sa akin. Hindi niya raw kaya talikuran ang pamilya niya. Oh, diba walang bayag? Napaka mama’s boy! Sabi niya ipaglalaban niya raw ako pero isang sabi lang ng nanay niya, iniwan kaagad ako!
“I now pronounce you, husband and wife.” Yun na lang ang narinig ko sa sinabi ng kaibigan ni sir Jasper.
“Rayn Jasper Smith and Arym Zchrynne Pascual.” Mahinang basa ko sa nakasulat sa marriage certificate.
Wala sa sarili akong pumirma sa marriage contract namin. Bahala na si batman! Sana talaga hindi ko ito pagsisihan sa future.
Can you imagine, dito lang kami kinasal sa opisina ng bar na pagmamay-ari pala ng kaibigan ni sir Jasper? Ang witness lang namin ay ang owner ng bar at ang personal assistant niya.
Matapos ang seremonya ay nagmamadali si sir Jasper na asawa ko na ngayon na makalabas kami ng opisina ng kaibigan niya, nag patangay na lang ako sa kaniya dahil nahihilo na rin talaga ako at gusto ko na mahiga.
“Atat na atat ka naman masolo ang misis mo, bro. Tagal mo rin siya hinintay sa wakas, na sa’yo na rin.” Makahulugang sabi ni Vince Russel, ang kaibigan ng asawa ko. Nakita ko naman ang pagsama ng tingin ni sir Jasper, I mean ng asawa ko sa kaibigan niya bago kami tuluyan na makalabas ng pinto.
Inalalayan ako ng asawa ako makasakay sa loob ng kotse, hindi ko alam kung saan niya ako dadalhin basta ang alam ko lang ay asawa ko na siya at pinapaubaya ko na ang sarili ko sa kaniya. Hindi ko na namalayan ang pagdating namin dito sa isang napaka gandang mansion. Sa palagay ko ay ito ang tirahan niya.
“Wait me here, wife.” Kahit lasing ako ay kinilig pa rin ako sa pag tawag niya sa akin ng wife. Nang bumukas ang pintuan ng sasakyan ay mabilis akong binuhat ng asawa ko kagaya ng sa mga bagong kasal.
Nagmamadaling pumasok sa loob ng bahay ang asawa ko at hindi na pinansin pa ang mga kasambahay na bumati sa kaniya.
Nang makarating kami sa isang silid ay mabilis pa sa alas kwatro niya ako inilapag sa malambot na kama at walang pag-aalinlangang dumagan sa ibabaw ko.
Mabilis niyang nilantakan ang labi ko na parang ito ang pinakamasarap na putaheng natikman niya. Nadala na rin ako sa init na nararamdaman ko dahil sa ekspertong galaw na ginagawa niya sa buong katawan ko.
This is my first time at wala akong makapang pangamba at takot sa puso ko. Handa akong ipaubaya ang buong sarili ko sa lalaking ngayon ay naging asawa ko na lang bigla. Gumagapang sa tainga, leeg at balikat ko ang labi ng asawa ko na labis kong ikinakiliti.
Hindi ko napagilan ang mapa-halinghing sa ginawa niyang pagsipsip sa leeg ko. Napapaliyad ako sa kama sa tuwing nilalamutak niya ang dibdib ko.
Darang na darang na ako sa init ng mga haplos niya sa buong katawan ko lalo na sa kaselanan ko. Puno ng pang gigigil niya idiniin ang pang-ibabang katawan niya sa maselang parte ng katawan ko. I gasped when I felt his hardness parang napaka-tigas na bakal.
Hindi ko na napansin ang pagtanggal niya sa suot kong uniform. Namalayan ko na lang na hubo’t hubad na ako sa harapan niya at bahagya pang nakabukaka ang legs ko but I don’t care. We were looking intensely as if we were eagerly longing for each other. He looks so damn sexy while taking off his belt. Lalo ko lang naramdaman ang pamamasa ko. Napalunok na lang ako ng laway pagkakita ko sa alaga niya. Napasubo pa yata ako pero wala ng atrasan pa ito.
“A-ang la-laki naman niyan yata? Ma-mabubuhay pa kaya ako pagkatapos?” Bigla ako nakaramdam ng takot sa mala-halimaw niyang alaga.
“Of course, hon. Ako na ang bahala, ang gagawin mo lang ay iungol ng malakas ang pangalan ko.” Napa-ismid na lang ako sa ka-preskuhan ng asawa ko. Bakit kahit naka-ngisi siya ay napaka gwapo niya pa rin sa paningin ko? Gwapong manyak nga lang.
Napatili na lang ako ng hawakan niya ang mag kabilaang paa ko at bigla na lang haltakin pabukaka sa dulo ng kama. Mukha na siyang mabangis na leon na handang lumapa sa akin pero imbes na matakot ay mas lalo pa ko nakaramdam ng matinding excitement.
“Oh, hon!” He growled.
“Oh, my goodness, gracious! Santisima, animal ka, ang sakit!”
Walang hiya! Hindi man lang nagbigay ng babala sa akin bago ako wasakin! Naluha na lang ako sa sakit, pakiramdam ko napakahaba ng napunit sa akin.
“I’m sorry, hon. I need to do that para isang hirap na lang ang maranasan mo, mamaya puro sarap na lang iyan. Baka bigla ka pang umatras kapag hindi ko kaagad naipasok. Masakit pa naman sa puson kapag nabitin.”
Apologetic niyang sabi. napakagat na lang ako ng labi nang sinimulan niya muli pagapangin ang labi niya sa ibabaw ng tainga ko pababa sa leeg ko habang ang kanang kamay niya ay pumipisil-pisil sa isa kong dibdib.
Ilang sandali pa nga ay puro pangalan na lang ng asawa ko ang lumalabas sa bibig ko at ang walang humpay na ingay ng salpukan ng aming mga katawan.
Totoo nga ang sabi nila, masarap nga pala talaga.
DANIEL'S POVAt Daniel Rourke's Palisades estate, the morning light came through the windows in the master's bedroom, making everything look warm and golden. Daniel lay next to Elise, aware of how far apart they were even though they were on the same bed. He could tell she was awake because her shoulders were tense, but she looked out the floor-to-ceiling window at the garden and not at him. He stretched out to her and put his hand on her hip. It was a gesture he had done a thousand times before: soft and asking for permission instead of demanding it. A basic request for connection that should have been easy to say yes to."Not this morning," Elise replied quietly, moving away from his touch and getting out of bed with ease. She put on her silk robe and walked to the bathroom without looking at him. Daniel lay there, palm still resting on the soft sheets, feeling the sting of rejection over and over again. This was the third time this week. The sixth time in two weeks. At one point
JAVIER'S POVThe waiter said, "Ah, I'm sorry." He then covered his face with his palm. "Wait, is that a camera?"The moment stretched. Javier could feel the energy in the room change and the attention turn to him. A security guy was already walking toward him, and his body language changed from relaxed to alert. "Digital Investigations Magazine," Javier responded calmly, showing his ID. "I'm documenting the philanthropic component of today's gathering. I'm so sorry about your injury." A PR coordinator showed up almost immediately— a woman in a suit with panic in her eyes but professionalism in her posture, hinting she was used to handling crises."Let's get you to the medical suite," she told the waiter, then turned to Javier. "Sir, I need to check your access. Please come over here." A less experienced investigator would have panicked at this point. But Javier had spent twelve years studying how to get around in places where he didn't really belong. Despite his anxiety, he followed
JAVIER'S POVJavier got to his flat at seven in the morning with two cups of coffee. His slow steps and visible eye bags gave away how tired he was from being up until three in the morning, putting papers in order. His modest study was full of printouts—financial accounts, property data, and pictures of people whose names appeared greatly in Monroe Rourke's several holdings. His mentor Larry Brennan taught him this: never start an inquiry without knowing what you're doing. First, make a map of the area. Before you get in, learn about the area. He thought about Larry a lot, especially on mornings like this when the task felt the hardest. Daniel Rourke's lawyers destroyed Larry when he was sixty-three years old. He was a famous investigative journalist, the kind of person who could see a financial fraud in a sea of honest transactions. He also knew that corruption always left a trail if you knew how to read it. But he had made a mistake that Javier had learned never to do again: he had
‘No,’ she thought. ‘It wasn't the right time. Will there ever be a right time?’ Her mind was racing. She wondered if she’d made a mistake showing up."Well, if you don't want to discuss the brand deal now, no problem.” He took a sip of coffee. They were quiet for a moment. Angela tried to ignore the weight of his presence across the small table and focus on the croissant, the fountain, or anything else. The pause turned from uneasy to oddly companionable.“Remember that open‑mic comedy night you dragged us to sophomore year?” Alex asked, steering the conversation toward something low‑key and inevitably cringey. “The one where you’d promised to do a five‑minute bit about ‘the horrors of auditioning for student films’?”Angela’s mouth twitched into a half‑grin despite herself. “The night I walked onstage, grabbed the mic, and—by accident—read the cue cards backward. I started with, ‘…and that’s why my mother always says, “Don’t forget to…’’ and then I tripped over the word ‘never.’”Al
Angela was twelve minutes late to the café, but she convinced herself that it was okay because of the traffic on Sunset Boulevard. The truth was more complicated: she had spent hours at home thinking of why this was a bad idea before eventually deciding to step out. She had been trying to convince
Clara's apartment smelled like the lavender candle she always had burning and the Thai food they had for lunch. Angela sat in the corner of Clara's couch, warming her hands with a ceramic mug of chamomile tea. Clara lay on the other end with her legs tucked under her. "So therapy?" Clara asked, an
Dr. Mendel's office smelled excellent. Next to a stack of art books and a ceramic bowl full of smooth stones, the lemon oil diffuser sat on a side table. Angela had been coming here for six weeks, which was long enough for her to know that everything in the room had a purpose. The warm lighting was
Angela couldn't help but laugh at how nervous he was getting. "A friend coffee?" She repeated. "Yes, friend coffee. Friends do that. I have coffee with friends all the time. It's very platonic coffee. There's nothing weird about it." "You're sure making it sound weird." "I know that now. I'm goi












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