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CHAPTER FIFTY TWO (ELARA'S POV)
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Shattered vows: Revenge of an ex bride CHAPTER FIFTY TWO (ELARA'S POV)
The morning after felt like stepping into someone else’s life.Elara stood in the mirror, her damp hair wrapped in a towel, skin still tingling from the hot shower that had done little to scrub away the memory of Killian’s arms around her. His warmth. The safety she’d pretended to need but had secretly craved far more than she was willing to admit.She was still wearing his shirt.It clung to her in places that made her feel far too exposed, emotionally, not just physically.A soft knock pulled her from her thoughts.“Elara,” Killian’s voice called gently. “Get dressed. Something comfortable. We’re going out.”She blinked. “Going out?”“You’ll see.”She waited until his footsteps retreated before turning to the wardrobe. Her brows furrowed as she opened it and paused.It was full like she remembered. She still wasn't over it Rows of clothes, elegant, casual, playful, everything in her size. There were soft knit sweaters, flowing dresses, cotton tops, and expensive jeans. And at the b
Shattered vows: Revenge of an ex bride CHAPTER FIFTY ONE (KILLIAN'S POV)
Morning light spilled through the slit of the curtains, casting golden lines across the room and over the sleeping figure nestled against him. Killian lay on his side, arm draped loosely around Elara’s waist, her head tucked beneath his chin, her breath a slow, soothing rhythm against his chest.He should move.He should.But he didn’t.Instead, he stayed still, eyes fixed on the woman in his arms, her lashes resting on her cheeks, her mouth slightly parted, her skin glowing soft and warm beneath the early sun.She looked peaceful.But he remembered the wreck she’d been last night—tears, trembles, and a kind of heartbreak that had unsettled something in him. Elara was the strongest woman he knew. Beautiful, brilliant, ruthless when necessary. A woman who didn’t break.And yet… Preston had done something. Said something.Whatever it was had shattered her so thoroughly she’d come running to him, desperate for comfort, safety even affection.It was strange.But it was also perfect.Prest
Shattered vows: Revenge of an ex bride CHAPTER FIFTY (ELARA'S POV)
Elara stood in the grand foyer of Killian Hayes’ estate like a woman unraveling. Her eyes were red-rimmed, not from actual tears but the skillful dabbing of eye drops she kept in her clutch for moments just like this. Her shoulders trembled as if weighed down by the heartbreak she had rehearsed in the car.She didn’t have to fake every part of it. Some of it was real. Preston ending things—even for the sake of strategy—had felt like losing her only tether to stability. And now, she stood on the frontlines of a battlefield she had to fight alone.“Hold on.” he said, walking back to his laptop on the dining table then came back.“Elara what exactly is wrong?” he said, his voice etched with confusion and something else. Worry? Hope?She looked up at him, bottom lip trembling. “I didn’t know where else to go.”The anguish in her voice was carefully measured, but the effect was real. Killian’s features tightened. He closed the distance between them with long, purposeful strides.“What happ
Shattered vows: Revenge of an ex bride CHAPTER FORTY NINE (ELARA'S POV)
“I’m going back home, Killian.”The words left Elara’s mouth with more weight than she had expected. She stood in the hallway of Killian’s mansion, a place too pristine, too polished, to feel like anything more than a cold chessboard. He had just stepped out of his study, sleeves rolled to his elbows, tie loosened, and eyes already narrowed, like he’d sensed a storm brewing.He froze mid-step. “What?”“You heard me,” she said, brushing past him and descending the stairs with slow, deliberate movements with her suitcase rolling behind her. “I’m leaving. Tonight.”“You are staying here because you wanted to be safe. That it wasn’t smart to be alone in Ivy’s city and this new threat— whoever thy may be,” he replied, his voice tight, clipped, and edged with restrained anger. “Now suddenly, you’re fine? Alone in that big house?”At the base of the stairs, she turned to face him. Her chin lifted, her gaze unreadable. “I said I didn’t want to be left unguarded in enemy territory. I never sa
Shattered vows: Revenge of an ex bride CHAPTER FORTY EIGHT (IVY'S POV)
“I am pregnant.”The words settled between them like thick smoke. Tangible. Suffocating.Aiden blinked at her, his brows pulling together as though he hadn’t heard correctly.“What?”“I’m pregnant, Aiden.” Her voice was firmer this time, a calculated plan was coming out from beneath the surface. “We’re having a baby.”He took a step back. “But… we—we were careful.”She tilted her head, lips curving in something that was supposed to resemble sympathy but felt more like the threat of a snake before a strike. “So what does that mean?” she asked softly. “You think I’m lying?”Aiden raised both hands, shaking his head quickly. “No, I’m not saying that. It’s just—I mean, we used protection. Every time.”Ivy folded her arms over her chest, tapping her perfectly manicured fingers against her elbow. Her tone turned frosty. “So you’re saying you never wanted this? Never wanted a child with me?”Aiden opened his mouth. Closed it. “That’s not what I—”“We’re engaged, Aiden. Or have you forgotten
Shattered vows: Revenge of an ex bride CHAPTER FORTY SEVEN (KILLIAN'S POV)
The engine purred softly in the background, but Killian’s fingers were drumming on the steering wheel with increasing impatience. Elara had said she'd just be a moment. "I'll meet you at the car.” She'd given him that gentle, commanding look that somehow managed to both charm and challenge him at once.But it had been over fifteen minutes.Too long.And Killian Hayes never ignored his instincts. Especially not when they whispered warnings into his ear like ghosts.This was Ivy’s building.He locked down at the watch on his wrist which probably cost more than most people houses: 17 minutes, 42 seconds. His jaw clenched.He opened the door and stepped out of the car.The air was calm but tension danced in it like static before a storm. He buttoned his coat as he crossed the pavement and slipped through the front doors like a shadow, eyes scanning the corridors. A janitor passed by and Killian stopped him with a sharp, controlled smile.“The restroom?”“Second hallway to your right, sir.
Shattered vows: Revenge of an ex bride CHAPTER FORTY SIX (IVY'S POV)
The conference room was quiet—too quiet. Everyone had left after the meeting, leaving nothing but the echo of heels, the hum of the AC and the bitter aftertaste of humiliation lingering in the air.Ivy sat at the head of the table, knuckles white around the armrests of her chair, her perfectly painted nails digging into the leather. Her heart was still racing, her breathing coming in fast as the scene from minutes ago replayed in her mind over and over.Elara.Killian.Walking into her company like they owned the place. Like they hadn’t just dropped a bomb in the middle of her sanctuary. Like they weren’t deliberately trying to ruin her.That presentation had been flawless. The proposal—bold, innovative, and worst of all, exactly what her board had been begging for. Sustainability and fashion? Exclusive tech-backed partnerships? Combining Elara’s brand aesthetics with Hayes Corp logistics? It was a golden opportunity. Too golden.She should have seen it coming. But she’d been too busy
Shattered vows: Revenge of an ex bride CHAPTER FORTY FIVE (ELARA'S POV)
The morning sun filtered through the tall windows of Killain’s mansion, painting golden streaks across the marble floor. Elara sat at the edge of the kitchen island, sipping coffee and ignoring the man across from her like last night hadn’t happened at all.No mention of the rooftop dinner.No mention of the bracelet.No lingering looks. No heat.Just cool silence and the clink of porcelain.Killain’s jaw was clenched tight as he scrolled through his phone, pretending not to notice her ignorance. But Elara didn’t miss the way his fingers stilled every time she moved. He was watching her—quietly simmering, trying to figure her out.Good.Let him stew.She wasn’t going to fall for that charming act of his. Last night had been theatre. A stage. And she’d played her role well.Suddenly, the sound of her notification broke through the silence. She picked it up, unlocking it.A message. From a name she didn’t expect.Beckett Industries.She arched an eyebrow.“What’s that?” Killain asked ca
Shattered vows: Revenge of an ex bride CHAPTER FORTY FOUR (ELARA'S POV)
The note arrived on a piece of perfectly folded paper sealed with a wax that only a man like Killian would use.So fancy. The note was simple. Five words written in that unmistakable slanted handwriting.“Be ready at 7. No arguments.”Elara scoffed, rolling her eyes the moment she read it. Typical Killain.But the second delivery was harder to ignore—a matte black box, smooth as sin, sealed tight. It also had a wax seal which made her roll her eyes again at his dramatics. He was acting like they were in the Victorian era or something. She opened it out of curiosity, expecting drama. What she found was worse.A dress. Elegant, beautiful and dangerous. Not flashy. Not desperate. This wasn’t a bribe—it was a statement. This one whispered control. Taste. Power.But worst of all? It was perfect.Black. Long-sleeved on one side, sleeveless on the other. A slit high enough to scream danger, but a neckline that whispered and teased. It shimmered under the light, silver threads woven into the
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