Novel & Cerita Divergent Marlene

She is crying. “What’s wrong Marlene?” I pick her up in my arms. The dip in the pool has helped accelerated my healing and I feel brand new. Powerful even. “Alisa,” she breathes. She is having trouble catching her breath. My heart stops at the mention of Alisa’s name. I shake Marlene’s arms roughly and her head rolls back and forth like a ragged doll. “What happened to her?!” Marlene chokes back her tears. “She…Beta Zion ordered for her execution…“

CHAPTER #1 The rain poured heavily against the glass walls of the Adnersoin mansion, each drop echoing the chaos inside Izabelleh’s heart. She stood by the tall window, her reflection faint against the storm outside. Her eyes, once bright with hope, now carried the dull weight of fear and resignation. In less than an hour, she would marry a man she no longer recognized—the same man who once made her believe that love could last forever. Aion Ynrowelz.

Such luck from a good-for-nothing girl. "And where is she going?"Cate asked when she accidentally looked towards the garage and spotted Marlene elegantly dressed in a purple designer dress looking beautiful "Just send her to hell together with her daughter," Martha muttered angrily. This mother and daughter duo was nothing but a headache. Because of Vivienne, Victor nearly strangled her. Vivienne took everything from her and watching her mother at a distance made Martha's blood boil. "Okay...please meet me soon," Marlene said over the phone as she prepared to get in the car. She woke up early and decided to see the girl who caused a scene the other day. Thankfully she agreed to have breakfas

Were you thinking that he will just sit down and wait for you? Marlene’s eyes turned teary as she looked at Richard” Forgive me my love, I made a mistake and I have regretted ever since I made the decision to disappear. I should have been honest with you when all you gave me was love” Richard stared at her in a trance, he didn’t understand what she meant and why she was asking for forgiveness” Marlene, you are getting it wrong, we only wanted to know who you are and I really don’t understand you at all.”

She couldn’t move or retaliate as the guards held her back, giving Yvonne the leverage to slap her two more times on the same cheek. Yvonne threw some papers in her face. “Ken has signed the divorce papers. Do the same and get out of his life!” she yelled. Clara couldn’t utter a word at the shocking audacity of Ken to dare divorce her. She wasn’t spared a second longer to wrap her head around it before she was pushed out and the door slammed shut in her face.

Wade touched the bank card in his pocket guiltily and proceeded to fabricate lies. "Yes, Mrs. Miller. He even said that ten million dollars is too small of an amount. He demanded a hundred million from Pris! It wasn't until I gave him two hard slaps that he agreed to the divorce for ten million dollars." Marianne was so gripped by anger that she trembled all over. She seemed so close to collapsing from a raging fit. It wasn't until a long while later that she finally reined in her temper. "My daughter wasted a huge part of her youth on that scumbag. I'm doing him a tremendous favor by not asking him for reimbursement.

"You seem tense this morning, sir. Let me help with that." I arched a brow, my expression unchanging, but the hunger gnawed deeper. Elena's delay was infuriating, a spark to my already smoldering need. Marlene knew the game; she'd played it before—quick, dirty relief in the sanctity of my office, no strings, just raw release. "Tense?" I echoed, my voice low and dangerous. "You think you can fix that, Marlene?"

Marlene—the girl from the club. “Jesus Christ!” Marlene exclaimed, looking away. Ruby looked clueless, while Jamila raised an eyebrow. “Are you okay, Marlene?” Jamila asked. “I’m fine,” Marlene replied immediately. “Sure? You look like you just saw the devil in a black suit and Italian shoes,” Ruby laughed. “Trust me, I just saw the devil—and he looked exactly like that,” Marlene said, eyes wide. “But isn’t the devil supposed to have horns and all that?” Jamila asked. Marlene facepalmed.

Luca was across from him with his legs stretched out, a faint easy grin on his face as he nodded. It looked so normal. Just two guys talking sports. The sight made my chest tighten. It was all so horribly ordinary when nothing inside me felt ordinary anymore. “Oh. He is here,” Marlene whispered, her eyes lighting up the moment she spotted Luca. Her grip on her bags tightened, and before I could say a word, she flew up the stairs. “I will be in my room trying these on.” Her voice bubbled with that lovestruck tone I had begun to dread.

I could just take a back seat and allow him to take care of me. To make it even more perfect, Marlene was his mate as well. I was hurt when I saw them kissing that day thinking that I was the problem but when he explained things to me, I couldn’t have been happier. He brought us together and we could be like one happy depraved little family with a plot of bucking and a lot of fucking fluids exchange. What more could I ever possibly want? Why did Marlene have to go crawling back to Darius? She knew that he wasn’t in love with her and she sure as hell didn’t love him anymore either.