Rebirth of the rogue king's mate

Chapter one/-Isabelle-/“Thomas! Alisa!” I screamed and both heads snapped to me.He rolled his eyes and pulled out of her, while she adjusted her skirt.I couldn't believe my eyes. My sister was sleeping with my husband!“Why are you yelling? You didn't react this way when your ex sent you that letter,” he huffed and I stared at him in disbelief and fury.“Are you kidding me?! It was just a letter! A harmless birthday wish! It has nothing to do with you cheating with my sister!” I yelled.My chest was hurting. It felt like my lungs were closing up on me. I was angry, heartbroken, and betrayed. I looked at Alisa who was actively avoiding my gaze.“How could you do this to me?” The tears rolled down my cheeks.“Well, it's no one's fault you can't keep your man. He just happened to be attracted to me, and as two consenting adults, we went after what we wanted,” she shrugged, and I felt my head spinning.This wasn't happening. It just can't be happening to me!“I can't take this…” my vo

Chapter Three/-Isabelle-/“Isabelle.”My eyes fluttered open and the brightness of the place almost blinded me.I shut my eyes tightly.I was quick to realise that the pain in my legs was gone. Even the one at the back of my head where I supposedly hit a stone.Why couldn't I feel any of that?Is this the afterlife?“Isabelle.”I heard my name again and my eyes opened once again. Something seemed to be approaching me from the bright light.On seeing the figure, I tried to push myself up but it felt impossible. It was as though I was floating in space.A woman approached me and my jaw sagged at her immense beauty. I have never seen anyone so gorgeous.“I have seen your suffering and the betrayal you have received from the one you call mate…” she started, and my mind went spiralling with questions.Who was she and what did she know about Thomas and I?“Do not bother yourself with who I am, child. I am here to grant you a second chance to live the life you were deprived of,” she said, t

Chapter Five/-Isabelle-/"Do you not have better things to do with your time?" Damian asked.A puzzled expression crossed my face, "Better things like what?""Like running your company? Developing new products? Shopping? Anything!" He sighed. I arched a brow."To the best of my knowledge, we should be carrying out the first two tasks together. We are supposed to be partners and your company hasn't even drafted a contract," I stated."Because we are analyzing your company's portfolio. We need to know that this partnership would be of benefit to us!" Damian groaned, the berating look in his eyes, clear as day.I was certain his team were analyzing for weaknesses and cons. He probably asked them to dig up anything they could to cross Lumina Luxe off the list."Is that what they're really doing?" My words came out as a scoff. "You and I know that you have no interest in partnering with me. What I don't understand, however, is why you felt the need to lie to Thomas. At least he saw potent

Chapter 7/-Annabelle-/“What happened, young miss? You've been sulking since you came back,” Miss Henrietta, my personal maid, asked. I wasn't ready to discuss the heartbreak with anyone. It would only make me hurt more.All my work in the last few months had just been in vain. What was the need of getting close to him when he already belonged to someone else?I wasn't one to steal another woman's man. That would simply make me Alisa. I also couldn't put in any conscious effort to make him mine. That would still be snatching.I buried my face in my pillow, resisting the urge to scream out the pain and frustration. “Should I get your mother, young miss?” She asked. I turned my head away, backing her to hide the tears streaming down my cheeks. I didn't want her dragging the entire family in here, just because I was having a bad day. “Don't bother her, Miss Henrietta. If you don't mind, I'd like to be alone,” I said, keeping my voice as steady as I could manage. “Are you sure? Is t

CHAPTER 9/-Annabelle-/I sat at my work table going through the partnership contract he sent to me. Miss Henrietta walked in to serve some snacks.“I brought apple pie for you, young miss, with some juice,” she informed me. “Thank you, Henrietta. Put them here,” I cleared the files on my table quickly. I was more comfortable working from home, and my room was quite massive, so I created a work section for myself. It didn't take much to set it up, thanks to Mrs Henrietta. Just a desk and chair, a small shelf for all my office files, along with my laptop. I worked from home at least twice every week and on weekends. My family did their best to stay out of my way during that time. I didn't take it lightly when someone interrupted my work, except Mrs Henriette, of course, and that was mostly because she came with entertainment.I noticed that she remained in the room, even after serving me. “Is there a problem, Henrietta?” I asked her. A sceptical look crossed her face. Like she wa