All Chapters of Love Betrayed by Ex-Wife Revenge : Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

The private lounge was dim, lit only by warm amber lamps that cast a velvet sheen across the room. Alyssa stepped inside with the quiet confidence of a woman who knew exactly how dangerous she was—yet chose to walk straight into the lion’s den.Davin was waiting by the window, whiskey in hand, eyes gleaming like a predator who had finally cornered interesting prey.“Alyssa,” he purred, turning to face her fully. “You look breathtaking tonight. The gala lights were nothing compared to you.”She offered him a slow, elegant smile—one she had perfected, one that revealed nothing but promised everything.“You wanted a private meeting,” Alyssa said, gliding closer. “So here I am.”Davin’s lips curved. “Most people tremble when I summon them.”“Then they lack ambition,” she replied softly, tilting her head. “Or courage.”Davin chuckled, stepping toward her. “And which one do you have?”“Both,” she said. “And perhaps… something more.”Their eyes locked. A dangerous dance—one built not on trus

The night after the attack felt wrong—too quiet, too heavy, like the world was holding its breath.Alyssa stood by the floor-to-ceiling window of her apartment, watching rain smear the city lights into neon streaks. Her hands were trembling again. She hated it. She hated the weakness, hated the lingering sensation of being hunted.She hated that the only person who saw her break tonight… was Ethan.She heard the soft click of her door closing. Ethan stepped inside, shoulders tight, jaw locked, the rage in him barely contained. He hadn’t left since dragging the unconscious attackers away and making sure security handled them. He had refused to leave.Now he walked toward her, every step slow, controlled—the kind of control that came right before something snapped.“You should be in the hospital,” he said, voice too low.“I’m fine.”“You’re not.” His eyes swept over her shaking hands. “You’re not fine, Alyssa.”She laughed—cold, sharp. “Are you here to babysit me? Control me? Save me ag

The city was drowning in midnight. A thin veil of fog slid through the streets like something alive, coiling around lampposts, brushing against the glass walls of the luxury hotel where Rafael waited.He hadn’t meant to call her.He hadn’t meant to want her.But Maya arrived anyway—with heels clicking like a verdict and eyes as sharp as a blade freshly unsheathed.When she stepped into the secluded private lounge, the low amber lights cast shadows over her cheekbones, making her look like something carved from temptation and danger.Rafael pushed away his glass of whiskey.“You came,” he said, his voice rougher than he intended.Maya shrugged, removing her coat with unrushed elegance. “You said it was important.”“It is.”He forced himself to stay still. “We need to realign before the next board meeting. Davin is—”She interrupted with a slow, mocking smile. “Rafael, you didn’t drag me out at midnight to talk about board strategy.”His jaw clenched.“Maya, don’t do this.”“Do what?” s

The night pressed against the windows like a tide of shadow, heavy and relentless. Alyssa stood in the center of her office, fingers clenched around a stack of reports she could no longer read. Her pulse throbbed with the remnants of fury—fury at Davin, at Lionel, at the entire board…And at Ethan.The door slammed open.Ethan stepped in, chest rising and falling with barely contained rage.“Why didn’t you tell me you confronted Lionel?”Alyssa didn’t turn. “Because I didn’t need your permission.”He took another step, voice rising. “Permission? Alyssa, this is dangerous. Davin isn’t going to sit quietly while you dismantle his network.”She finally faced him—eyes molten, voice razor-sharp.“And what, Ethan? You expect me to hide behind you? Let you call every shot? Pretend I’m fragile so your ego stays intact?”He flinched, just barely.“That’s not what I said.”“But it’s what you think.”Alyssa threw the papers onto her desk; they scattered like broken feathers.“You treat me like s

The rain had not stopped for hours, drumming against the penthouse windows like a quiet omen. Alyssa stood alone in her office, fingers brushing the sharp edges of a crimson rose left on her desk—an anonymous delivery with no card, only thorns.Fitting, she thought. Beauty that cut skin open. Perfect for the war she was about to start.Tonight, every move mattered. Every lie. Every alliance. Every knife.And every rose.---Alyssa’s Dangerous ProposalAlyssa stared at the encrypted document glowing on her laptop screen. The deal was unprecedented—reckless, some might say suicidal. She didn’t care. What mattered was stopping Davin’s accumulation of shares before he could claim controlling power.The foreign investor on the other end of the secure call exhaled smoke before speaking.“We have no interest in your board drama,” the woman said in a cold Russian accent. “But we do enjoy profit.”“You’ll get more than profit,” Alyssa replied, voice steady. “You’ll get leverage over an empire