Novel & Cerita Broken Queen By Dannid

“Livia, please! You told me to leave my mate, and you said we would be together! I rejected my mate, I abandoned my pups, and I gave you every single cent I had! Now you're leaving me? Why?!” Livia sneered, kicking his hands away with her high heels. “Eden, look at yourself. You're old enough to be my father. Why should I stick around with a broke loser? You gave me that money because you wanted to. I didn't beg for it, OK? Just leave me alone, or I'll call the cops!” I glanced at them as I walked by, a wave of disgust washing over me. A jerk who abandoned his family for a pretty face. A gold-digger who bled him dry.

His finger trembled as he pointed at my face. "Victor Wright! Have you thrown basic business sense out the window for a single woman? Fine. If you insist on being this stubborn, someone else will inherit Wright Group! In the end, I traded my position as heir to secure Ashley the sufficient resources she needed. She'd thrown her arms around me that day and sobbed. "I'll prove myself, Victor. I'll show every last Wright that you made the right choice!" And now here was Eddie, telling me that being by my side was too exhausting for her.

With boundaries. With unshakable resolve. Because this time, she was not rebuilding from betrayal. She was defending a kingdom she had earned.

Gabby said offering the woman a smile. As she had expected, it wasn't returned "Thank you Gabrielle." Dami Lee nodded. I didn't think someone like you could afford a ticket to this exquisite dinner. "Mom," Lana murmured, but her mother ignored her. Each word came out like an arrow piercing through her heart and she nearly shrank away in pain and humiliation. But she would be damned if she would allow Dami Lee speak to her, in such condescending tone. "You're wrong, someone like me can afford it because why not, I am the Co-CEO of a big company. I would have allowed you to speak to me like this four years ago but I won't allow it now."

Walking up to me, he looked down and said, “Don’t lie, princess. But don’t fall for me either...” My heart jolted in my chest and I asked in a whisper, “Why?” “Because I’ll break your heart. I’m good at breaking things.” He replied like he was confessing a sin. I stood up too and met his steady, serious gaze with my own. “I am already broken, Cole. Don’t you think it would be hard to break me again.” He shook his head. “Violet...” I stepped closer, cupped his cheek and stood up on my tiptoes to kiss him. I said, “Princess... You call me that. You should start calling me a broken princess. Your Broken Princess.”

my handmaid said as she left with the other maid. I stood up from the chair to get a full view of my dress I couldn't help but admire how beautiful I look today, I closed my eyes inhaling the sweet smell of happiness. Suddenly, I felt a pair of strong arms wrap around me from behind, pulling me into a warm embrace. I could feel King Derek's presence before I even turned around. A smile instantly spread across my face as I leaned back into his comforting embrace.

He had no idea she would do that, he had thought they wouldn't have listened to her, that he might have another chance with her. But she had. And she had completely ruined him that way. He would never find another woman like that. One who trusts and love easily. One he can easily manipulate. He can't, maybe he'll find something close. But nothing like his Zeenah. He had lost her. But not finally. He's definitely going to get her back, no matter how hard it might seem at first. There must be a way he can break her to his will. And then she can be his once more.

I replied as I made my way out of my room while buttoning my shirt. I managed to reach the coffee shop just in time to see a new manager at the place. She was nothing like Damon. Her name was Mira. When I met her, she was really nice to me and treated me like her little brother. She was in her 20's. All of my co-workers couldn't stop talking about how beautiful she was. I just stood in a corner and laughed at them when I saw their dejected faces. They were all head over heels for her, but as expected, she politely refused their initiatives to make up a conversation with her.

He was again on feet and hands being kicked and slapped. "And if you disagree, this girl will be dead". His brother pulled his hair but what scared him was the murder of Nattasha. ". You can’t do it. She is your child ". Win was crying in pain on the floor. He couldn’t imagine his brother turn animal. He wasn’t worried a bit about himself. They could do whatever they wanted to do, but yes he was hesitant and scared. Denzel had always protected him in the past. He accepted the job of being a male prostitute only to save Win from the dirt and today Denzel was the one in most pain. His daughter was at stake and he couldn’t do anything.

Sofia Adams - March, 2012 Anne entered my apartment horrified at my condition. I was drunk. Again. Céline Dion was playing the song from Titanic in the background and I had a bottle in my hand and was screaming at the top of my lungs while dancing with my bottle feeling like Rose herself owned the fucking world. “NEAR, FAR, WHEREVER YOU ARE I BELIEVE THAT THE HEART DOES GO ON” “What?” Anne was torn between being scared and confused, and then her eyes fell on my clothes. I was wearing a black dress shirt that was too big to be my own, a samba panty and a suspender.