All Chapters of Ex wife’s Revenge : Chapter 111 - Chapter 118

The bed is cold when I wake.My hand reaches across the sheets before my mind catches up.I don't feel any warmth. I don't hear any heartbeat and I don't see no Damien.He’s gone... I don't see traces of him or of anything we did last night. Not his clothes or mine.The room feels emptier than it did last night before he touched me, before he ruined me with the way he looked at me like I was both the weapon and the war. With the way he fucked me like I was a thing to be fucked. And the worst part? I allowed it. I allowed him. I gave him the permission to do it The aftermath of what we did clings to my skin like ash. My thighs ache, the space between my legs throb, my lips are swollen, and my wrists bear faint shadows of his grip.I don't know whether to cry or not. I had slept with a man for the first time ever in my entire existence. I don't know whether to cry or to be happey. On one hand, I had lost it to a man whim I loved. Kind of. On the other hand, I can't help but feel like I'

The celebration was in full swing when Aaron led Raina through the grand hall. Music drifted softly from a live ensemble, and the air carried the scent of expensive wine and fresh orchids.Aaron, ever the gentleman, guided Raina to a quieter corner before excusing himself to fetch drinks. “I’ll be right back,” he said with a reassuring smile, his hand lingering against hers for a second longer than necessary. Then he disappeared into the crowd.Left on her own, Raina inhaled slowly, steadying herself. The grandeur of the Kingston Estate brought back memories of her time here.When Aaron left here in a filth of rage and almost lost his life, when she first met Lucas and Elise.She was still absorbing it all when a familiar presence approached.“Raina.”The voice was soft yet firm and it belonged to Margaret Kingston.She was dressed in an elegant gown of deep emerald, she carried herself with the grace of a woman who knew her influence was absolute.Her expression, however, was not ste

The morning sun slipped through the tall curtains, casting a warm into Raina’s room.She stirred awake slowly, her mind still wrapped around the memory of last night… the kiss. Aaron’s kiss.The warmth of it still lingered on her lips, so vivid, so alive, as though it had happened just a breath ago.She lay there for a long moment, staring at the ceiling, her heart betraying her with how it fluttered at the memory. It felt so perfect. So right. And for the first time in a long time, the war inside her chest had gone quiet.But she couldn’t let herself drown in the emotions of it, not again.She had to be careful, even if every part of her screamed to trust him.With a sharp exhale, she pushed herself upright, brushing a hand through her hair. Focus, Raina.She reached for her phone on the nightstand, and swiped it open.A few notifications blinked across the screen… emails, messages, headlines. She scrolled idly, until one headline caught her breath in her throat.“Businessman Kai Ash

EpilogueThe prison cafeteria reeked of overcooked beans and the dried sweat of the inmates. Metal trays clattered through the room as inmates filed through the line.Kai sat at the far end of a long, scratched table, his hair now looked very rough and unkempt and his eyes hollow.Prison had stripped him of everything… hihis its, his money but more of all his pride. All that remained was a man clinging to the scraps of who he used to be.“Hey, pretty boy,” a sneering voice cut through the din.Kai looked up to see three bulky inmates approaching, their tattoos crawling up their necks, their knuckles already tightening. He tried to look away, to focus on his food, but one of them slammed a fist onto the table, rattling his tray.“You think you’re better than us, huh?” another spat.Kai opened his mouth to retort, that old arrogance sparking for a second.. but the words never came.What could he say? After all he was no better than any one of them.Then, from nowhere, the first punch la