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21. WHOSE?

JENETA’S POV.The words hit me hard, I tried to steady myself, but Jinhai’s grip on my hair kept me upright, forcing my gaze toward the screen. Nonso’s dark eyes burned into mine with anger and lust. I tried to resist, to hold back, but he thrust into me harder and deeper, dragging a moan from my lips. “I—” My voice trembled, my body shaking beneath him. “Say it,” Jinhai growled. “Or I’ll stop.” “No,” I gasped and panicked at the thought of losing this, of losing him inside me.“Tell him, darling,” Jinhai growled against my ear. “Look at your husband and tell him you love him.” I whimpered, my thighs trembling from the relentless pace of his thrusts. Every move sent shockwaves of pleasure through my body, clouding my mind and making it impossible to form words. “I—” I gasped, my voice breaking as Jinhai angled his hips, hitting a spot so deep that my knees buckled. His free hand gripped my waist, holding me in

22. IF YOU WERE MINE

JENETA’S POV Everything was over. Jinhai was gone, and I was left standing with Nonso, his face blank, his eyes staring at me as I shielded my body in shame. “Non—” I started, my voice cracking, but he hung up immediately. The sound of the disconnect echoed louder in my mind than it should have. I licked my lips, ashamed. My hands fumbled as I grabbed my dress, slipping it on with shaky fingers before leaving the office.My hair was a mess. I had no idea where my slippers were, and honestly, I didn’t care. Everything felt like a hazy blur, like I wasn’t even in my own body. When I reached the bathroom, I sat in the shower for what felt like hours, staring at nothing, letting the water pour over me. I couldn’t believe this was my life. The person I was doing all of this for, the one I had sacrificed so much for never even acknowledged me. What did I even mean to him? To anyone? After the shower, I crawled stra

23. COME TO ME.

JENETA’S POV. “Do you know why?” he continued, taking a step closer. “Because if you were mine, I would never lose you to another man. Let alone let you fuck another man. He would be dead before he even touched you.” I scoffed, though my voice wavered at the affirmation I supposedly wanted to hear from my husband, but it was from him, a fucking tyrant in my life, so I scoffed even harder and said. “You’re lying.” “Am I?” His gaze bore into mine intense with a hint of mockery. “Your sweet loving husband... he left you with a total stranger. Me. To fuck!” I froze as his words were, without permission drowning into my soul. My chest tightened and my breathing was shallow as I tried to process what he was saying. “You’re the one married to the devil,” he said, his voice low, almost pitying. “The real monster. And yet, you defend him. Even when he clearly abandoned you.” I wanted to scream at hi

24. ...REALLY INSANE.

JENETA’S POV.I stared at him, wide-eyed and unable to speak.“Divorce him,” he continued, his gaze locking onto mine. “And come to me. Be mine. I will treat you better than he ever has. I will give you everything, power, comfort, the dreams he made you throw away.” I almost gasped at his words. My arms instinctively pulled away from him as I stepped back, trying to create some space between us. But even as I moved, I couldn’t look away. My mouth parted slightly in disbelief, his statement sank in. I shook my head slowly, with my mind still reeling. “You’re insane.” His eyes widened, darting around briefly before locking back onto mine. Then came that laugh. It wasn’t the kind of laugh that brought comfort. It was dark and chilling and almost as if it were pulled straight from hell. “What’s wrong with that? Of course, I’m insane,” he said, his voice dipping lower and more controlled. “But you’d get everything you’ve ever w

25. IT GO WRONG?

JENETA’S POV“Thank you, Mr Chen,” I said softly as he placed my suitcase on the pavement.He gave a polite nod, returned to the driver’s seat, and the car pulled away smoothly, disappearing down the quiet street.I turned slowly.The mansion stood tall before me in cream stone beneath the late afternoon light, wrought-iron balconies curling against tall windows. The gates alone were black iron crowned with gold detailing. It looked powerful maybe but not too powerful, just strong.It belonged to Nonso and me.I inhaled deeply, steadying myself, then dragged my suitcase toward the smaller pedestrian gate. The gravel crunched beneath my heels. My fingers trembled slightly as I pushed the gate open.It swung inward without resistance. A smile tugged at my lips. Finally. I was home.Yet the warmth I expected never came. Instead, my mind drifted to the last three days. To Jinhai. To his voice. The way he looked at m

26. SLUT!

JENETA’S POVWhen I arrived at the hotel, I moved on instinct rather than thought.The lobby was drenched in soft natural light. The receptionist greeted me with a professional smile, and I returned one just convincing enough to avoid questions. My voice didn’t shake when I gave my name. My hands did.Inside the room, silence swallowed me whole.I placed my suitcase by the wall, walked straight into the bathroom, and turned the shower on full heat. Steam filled the space quickly, thick and blinding. I stood beneath the water longer than necessary, as if it could wash away the sight of Nonso’s hands on another woman.It couldn’t.Afterwards, I slipped into fresh nightwear soft satin against my skin. I brushed my hair slowly and walked toward the bed.That was when I saw the black card. It sat on the duvet, stark against the white sheets. The same one Mr Chen had given to me.I stared at it for a long moment befor

27. TOLERATE

JENETA’S POV.I shouldn’t have said that. I shouldn’t have even thought it. I should have sent the message and stayed far, far away. Instead, I was on the floor, taking kicks, slaps, and blows, over and over again. “Divorce?” Nonso’s voice roared above me, his words like venom. “You think you can divorce me? What gave you that stupid right? How dare you, slut?” All I could do was whimper, curling into myself, my arms weakly shielding my face as his kicks landed on my ribs, my stomach and wherever he could reach. “You think because you slept with Mr Maynard?” He suddenly stopped, his voice coated with rage. I stayed frozen, too scared to move, even as my body throbbed, every nerve screaming in pain. My breath came in shallow gasps and tears mixed with sweat on my bruised skin. Then, his hand grabbed a fistful of my hair, yanking me upright. The pain shot through my scalp as he pulled me closer to him, his dark

28. I WILL, BUT...

JENETA’S POV. “Remember, you’d better behave well and act like everything is okay... Everything is okay, right, baby? Right!” I sat frozen in the passenger seat, my hands shaking as I clasped them tightly together while trying to keep myself from breaking, not yet. “Do you understand?!” Nonso yelled, his voice was too loud that it cut through the deep silence and I flinched. I nodded quickly and whispered. “Yes.” He smiled, that cruel and triumphant smile that made my head ache, and pushed his car door open. I didn’t move as he rounded the car and opened my door, reaching for me like I was a possession, not a person or the woman he had once adored. His grip was too tight and almost bruising, as he guided me out. As soon as we walked inside. The party was glamorous, the kind of event that glittered with wealth, I guess. I didn’t even know what it was for, maybe

29. DEAD RAT

JENETA'S POV. “First, I want to leave here. Take me to your place. I need security. I need to feel safe,” I said, my voice steady despite the rapid hammering of my heart. The curiosity in his eyes faded, replaced by a calm, unreadable expression. He straightened, his posture immaculate, and slid his hands into his pockets. But his gaze never wavered, locked firmly on mine, dissecting every word I had just spoken. “I can arrange that,” he finally said, his voice low and even. “Chen will drive you. I can’t leave yet, Jen.” My heart stumbled at the way he said my name casually, but with a familiarity that made my chest ache. My lips parted slightly as if to speak, but no words came. I just stared at him, lost in my thoughts, until I felt a presence behind me. A voice broke through the air, and my heart immediately skipped, my body stumbling forward into Jinhai’s arms. It was him. Nonso. How did he get here? “Mr Maynard, allow me to apologise. My wife—” But before Nonso c

30. DEAD RAT II

JENETA’S POV. I chuckled nervously. “I don’t understand. Living here? I thought we had a deal. I only leave Nonso.” Jinhai leaned back and his gaze piercing, his brows thinned, and those eyes looked scary and dark almost as if he was disgusted by the idea itself or angry at me. “Jeneta, our deal was marriage. I only asked you to leave him and marry me.” Believe it? I didn’t want to believe it. I scoffed, looking away from him, letting the weight of his words settle. Marry him? I turned back to face him and my chest tightened at the thought of it alone. “But I don’t want to marry you,” I said, my voice firmer now. “I was only hoping you could give me a job.” Jinhai stopped eating. For a moment, his posture froze with his eyes fixed on me, and then he slowly nodded, as if he was careful with his response. Well, he always had. “But I want to,” he said calmly but with his tone cold. “It is simple, Jen. Divorce Nonso and come to me. As I said, I can give you everything you want.

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