Chapter 1 - Where it all ended

-LIANA-Two pink lines.My hands trembled as I gripped the pregnancy test, knees pressed against the cold marble floor.I should have known when my period was late, when the exhaustion clung to me.My breath came too fast, chest heaving as if my body hadn’t caught up with what my eyes were seeing.Positive.A breakthrough. A miracle. A second chance.A weak laugh slipped out , half joy, half sob. “He’ll finally love me again…”I lifted my gaze to the mirror. My reflection looked like a stranger , eyes wide, shimmering with fragile hope, cheeks flushed pink.For months, Cassian’s gaze had been cold, his words clipped, his touch absent.It was my fault, wasn’t it? I wasn’t enough. Not beautiful enough. Not worthy enough.But tonight, everything would change. Tonight, I would give him a reason to remember the man he used to be , the man who once loved me.I pressed my palm against my still-flat stomach. My secret. My miracle. Our child.And for the first time in months, I smiled.⸻“Care

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Chapter 2 - Prison Hell

-LIANA-Tell me. Please tell me.That this is all a dream.The flashbulbs still burned behind my eyes when the prison gates slammed shut, heavy iron gnashing like teeth. The echo lingered, bouncing off concrete walls, a warning I couldn’t ignore.Just hours ago, I had stood beneath chandeliers, diamonds scattering light across marble floors. Now, concrete pressed in from every side. The air was thick with sweat, bleach, despair,a suffocating cocktail that clawed at my lungs.My midnight gown, heels clicking over marble, vanished. In its place: a coarse orange uniform that scraped against my skin like sandpaper.I glanced at my wrist. Red blisters had begun to form, sharp reminders of my sudden fall from luxury. From perfection to punishment. From life to survival.The stench of fear was everywhere. Sweat and bleach mingled with something raw, animalistic. My first thought wasn’t for myself,it was for the life growing inside me.The baby. My baby. Innocent. Fragile. The only piece of m

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Chapter 3 - Man in Armani

-LIANA-The clang of metal buckets jolted me awake, echoing like gunshots in the hollow belly of the prison.Older inmates barked curses, younger ones whimpered. Somewhere, fists collided with flesh. The symphony of hell.I lay still, staring at cracks in the ceiling, my body one large bruise. Hunger gnawed at me, my throat dry. Slowly, I pushed myself upright, clutching the frame of the bunk for support.By the time the guards barked “Cafeteria!” I was already standing. Already learning the rhythm: don’t be last in line, don’t look weak, don’t look too eager.The stench hit first,boiled porridge, bleach, sweat. A dented tray slapped into my hands, heavy with gray slop and bread that could break teeth. I kept my gaze down, searching for an empty corner. Quiet survival.I had to remind myself I wasn't just eating for myself, but the life inside me. When it was over, I returned to my cell, steps careful, tray rattling with the echo of routine. I set it aside, leaned against the cold wa

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Chapter 4 - Safehouse

-LIANA-The safe house door slammed behind me with a dull thud, cutting off the city’s hum. I leaned against it, trembling, bruised, raw.My body ached in ways I didn’t know were possible. Ribs throbbed with each breath. My cheek stung like it had been branded. Arms sore from every shove, every punch,I felt each one in my bones, in my muscles, in the way my body refused to obey fully. But for the first time in months, I breathed air that wasn’t tainted by iron bars and fear.Was I more sensitive because of the baby? Maybe. Maybe I was more awake, more aware, more alive,and yet more vulnerable.Tristan walked toward me, a glass of water in hand. Water. It looked almost holy. I grabbed it, gulping every drop, letting the cool liquid wash down, soothing the rawness in my throat.He then crouched beside me, inspecting the worst of my injuries. His touch was calm, precise, clinical. Not gentle. Not condescending. Just controlled. He dabbed a cool cloth across my swollen cheek, eyes sharp,

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Chapter 5 - The child I told her to abort

FIVE YEARS LATER -CASSIAN HALE- The mirror never lies.That’s what I’ve told myself every morning for the last five years. Perfect suit. Perfect hair. Perfect man. If the reflection ever hinted at cracks, I never stayed long enough to see them.Tonight, I don’t just dress for myself. Tonight, the world is watching.The Hale Corp Gala isn’t just another display of wealth, it’s my stage. Every senator, every CEO, every vulture worth knowing has gathered here. But beneath the chandeliers and champagne, there’s one reason this night matters more than any other.The Halentis.The world’s most untouchable couple. Their empire stretches from Milan to Dubai to the States. In the press, they’re flawless: Tristan Halenti, the brilliant strategist, and his mysterious wife,the woman who never gives interviews, who appears only when it suits her. No one knows her name. No one dares to ask.I’ve been waiting to see them with my own eyes. To measure them. To dissect them. To know whether this elus

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All Chapters of BILLIONAIRE’s REGRET : I MARRIED EX- HUSBAND ENEMY: Chapter 1 - Chapter 5

Chapter 1 - Where it all ended

Chapter 2 - Prison Hell

Chapter 3 - Man in Armani

Chapter 4 - Safehouse

Chapter 5 - The child I told her to abort