All Chapters of DIVORCED BY EX, NOW HIS RIVAL'S QUEEN : Chapter 1 - Chapter 6

⚠️ TRIGGER WARNING ⚠️This chapter contains mature and dark themes involving a toxic and abusive marriage. Please proceed with caution.Key Triggers: Domestic Violence, Physical Assault, Pregnancy Loss, Coercion, Emotional and verbal abuse, Blackmail, and Trauma Responses.~ Sienna's Pov ~The door slams shut behind him, and I let out a breath I didn't realise I was holding. I drag my body off the bed and start moving towards the bathroom.The bathroom light is bright as I step in, and I avoid the mirror to prevent myself from seeing the state of my body. I turn on the shower, twisting the knob until steam begins to rise before stepping under the spray when it is finally hot enough.I gasp as the hot water hits my skin. Grabbing the soap and the washcloth, I start scrubbing my arms, my chest, my thighs—anywhere he touched. Anywhere he hurt. The washcloth is rough against my skin, but I scrub harder until my flesh turns angry red.My sobs are more violent, now ripping through my ches

~ Sienna’s POV ~Vincent didn’t come home two nights ago.He didn’t come to work the next day, either.Or the day after that.For forty-eight hours, Vincent Ashford was nowhere to be seen. He had missed the meeting with the investors which made them very angry. I and Mr Henderson had to plead with them to reschedule.It is already 9:55 AM. The board members are already seated in the main conference room and Vincent is still nowhere to be seen.The atmosphere is toxic. Mr. Henderson, the majority shareholder, is pacing the length of the room, checking his Rolex every thirty seconds.“Where the hell is he?” Henderson barks, turning his glare on me. “The investors are on their way as we speak. We need him here today or we will lose the investments. If he isn’t here in five minutes, Sienna, I’m calling a vote of no confidence.”I stand by the door, running on caffeine and a deep, simmering rage that I am too terrified to let out because it will swallow everybody.My eyes feel like they ar

~ Sienna’s POV ~ The rain is heavy as I start walking, placing one foot in front of the other and just like that I take one step at a time away from that hell of a house. I have no idea where I was going. All I know is that I just need to keep walking. The rain soaks my hair and my clothes. My white shirt went see-through just from ten minutes of walking in the rain. I can feel it sticking to my bra, to my stomach, to every roll and curve I used to hide from Vincent’s disgusted stares. Now even strangers could see everything but there are no strangers because the streets are empty except for a few cars to pass by. So, It’s just me, my thoughts and the endless storm. I am holding my heels which I had removed the second I stepped out of the penthouse in one hand and my bag in the other. I am finally free. Free. The word keeps hitting me in the chest, over and over, like a fist. But free to do what exactly,Sienna? Free to sleep under a bridge? Free to watch my little sister g