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I walked to the bed and folded my arms as I stared at her, nothing but disgust written all over my face. “I believe you know he is your friend and not your husband, right? Besides, he is married to me and I am not that daft to allow my husband spend a night with another lady. I don’t care if you are his childhood sweetheart or bitter heart, but I won’t hesitate to put you in your place if you request such a thing from my husband again!” I snapped and Easton held my hand. I yanked my hands away from him with a glare. “If you think I’ll fall for how fake you are, you are definitely wrong!”

I just closed my eyes and leaned on him, I already knew the presence of my husband by the scent. "You're hitting on my wife, mister," Valjerome said in a stiff tone. Silence prevailed over them. I only heard the music all over the place so I slowly opened my eyes. I saw the guy staring at me instead of talking to my husband. "You do not deserve someone like him," he said and walked away. I could feel Valjerome's hard grip based on his heavy breath. I could assure that if I wasn’t leaning on him, he would have quickly followed the man and killed him right away. I just closed my eyes again and let myself jailed by his body.

Her own father, the man she had loved first and foremost, who had once opened her eyes to the wonders of the world, had played a sinister role in her life. Not only had he coerced Damon into marrying her, but he had also concealed the dark secret that her beloved husband was a murderer. The weight of these revelations crashed upon Riya like a relentless storm, leaving her mind in a tumultuous whirlwind of emotions.

You tried to manipulate me with your stories but you forgot what I had told you that nothing will work on me. I accept that I always acted foolish just to save our marriage but I have no reasons to dig the grave of my self respect. Not even your love has that power for which I should compromise with my self respect. I'll snatch everything from you and your so called parents. After that you all will be on roads. Or I should say behind the bars for doing fraud. My Deceitful Husband also deserves to get deceived from the love of his life. He should know the taste of deceit.

Mia’s POV I thought I married a cold-hearted monster… until he had me bent over, dripping and screaming his name every single night. The heavy oak door of the penthouse clicked shut with terrifying finality. My heart slammed against my ribs as Damien Voss — my contract husband turned to face me. At thirty-six, he was power incarnate: tall, broad-shouldered, with a sharp jawline, piercing dark eyes, and the kind of presence that made lesser men crumble. He’d built an empire on blood and ruthlessness. And tonight, I was the newest acquisition.

Chapter 28: Handover 2 AURORA A finance genius whose light was dimmed because of the man she married , that was who I was. The mistake I made because I wanted to fill the void in my heart… because he appeared to be a good man… because my father said he was a perfect godson. But was he a perfect husband to me? The mistake I made was getting married to Bryan and staying even when he treated me like trash after my father died. I was paying for those mistakes, and he was somewhere , either dead or alive?

“Hey, man! If my husband is too coward to rescue me, I myself will defend the rights of us women to be respected! “ “Are you calling me a coward? Want to try me? “ “I’m talking about my husband. How could he not pick me up yet after five months?! And to answer you, you’re not a coward! You’re a pervert! “ He smirked. “Oh. I wonder if you’ll stay like that after you regain your memory. FYI, I'm your husband. “ He was still holding his wounded neck until he turned his back on me. “Call the doctors immediately.” That guy is my husband? @DEATH WISH Thank you for supporting my Novel! You may also read my complete Novel, (hmmm... while waiting for an update) Title: TAMING THE DANGEROUS CEO Thank y

Voss would be with me shortly and left before I could ask her any of the hundred questions burning in my throat. I stood there. The hallway was silent. Somewhere behind that door was the man who had decided I was worth three million dollars. The man my husband had chosen over seven years of marriage. I pressed my hand flat against my stomach and told myself to hold it together. Just a little longer. Just until I knew what I was dealing with. The door opened. Damien Voss looked at me and my stomach dropped.

I said as I stroked his chin. "You have not gotten out of your dress, baby." "How could I? I did not know when you would be back," I said, and he looked at me with that same look in his eyes, uncertain, possession, and a hint of... longing? "Before I forget, there is this," he said, and in his hand was an envelope which he handed to me. "The boy at the party wanted you to have this," he said and opened the envelope. The words read "Blood will be spilled and it will be from that gorgeus woman by your side Vitiello....oh and to the gorgeous woman, just know this, your husband is a murderer but you already know that riht so it means you are damned too.

At a point that Claire never realized would come in her life, for a moment, it crossed her head about the happiness in her past, longing, and fate playing tricks on her. With a heavy heart, she comes to the conclusion that she has always denied for the past month that she… has fallen in love with a man who has her past. She fell in love with a man who tricked her—played and betrayed her with painful lies. She fell in love with this man… with a man who was on his knees in despair after all the destruction that had come to their lives. She fell in love with this man... her husband and all the secrets he had.