Divorced Queen Novels & Stories

I ask Dante, still studying the photo. “Our team at IronClad is blocking it.” I nod. Good. “My source says Ashford filed for divorce this afternoon,” Vivian adds. “He is cleaning house now that his lover is back.” I make a sound. It might be a laugh, but it is cold and dry. I turn away from the window and sit behind the desk. My desk now. For the first time all day, I feel a spark of interest. “His wife,” I say, leaning back on the chair. “Do we have a name?”

' 'Socialite Aurora Vale Dragged for Causing Husband to Cheat' ‘The fall from grace’ ‘Vale heiress goes into hiding after divorce. ‘The fall of the great.’ I held my breath as I clicked on the first article. > ‘Damien Sinclair's Divorce: The Truth Finally Surfaces’ > After months of silence, new details have emerged about the shocking divorce between billionaire heir Damien Sinclair and his ex-wife, Aurora Vale.

I walked to the table, picked up the pen, and signed my name in one long, jagged stroke. "There," I said, tossing the pen at him. It bounced off his chest and hit the floor. "You want your Queen, Silas? Go ahead. But remember this moment. Remember the night you chose a prophecy over the woman who actually loved you." I walked to the sideboard, picked up the bottle of Petrus, and tipped it over. The dark red wine poured out, soaking the white lace tablecloth, drowning the lamb, and staining the divorce papers like a fresh wound.

I paused so it could sink in. Then I continued, “First, you’re still legally married to Victor Blackthorn. Secondly, he could sue Dominic for unlawful abduction, and that would work in his favor, because you were unconscious when Dominic took you and everyone knows that.” Her eyes widened. “I want a divorce. But at the same time, I don’t want to go back to Dominic.” Just then, the news came on and as soon as I saw Blackthorn on the screen, I increased the volume. Evelyn’s eyes were also glued to the screen.

“I’ve been calling Lena for days and she hasn’t answered me once. What the hell is going on.” “She’s not here,” I reply. Beth turns slowly, arms crossing. “What does that mean, she’s not here.” “It means we are divorced,” I snap. “She left.” Beth just stares at me for a second, like she’s trying to decide if I’m joking. “What the fuck do you mean, you are divorced,” she says finally. “I mean exactly what I said,” I reply. “It’s done we are over.” She lets out a sharp laugh that has no humor in it. “You are full of shit.”

“Her bond to her husband is not broken.” “That is none of my business,” I said, trying to sound completely unbothered as I walked over toward the bed. “We signed the divorce papers. It is over.” “I know,” she replied. “Either way, the Mother Queen just called me. She is not happy with you at all.” “Drake's mother?” I asked, stopping in my tracks. “Yes. Her son is over there complaining about you right now. He does not know that you and my son did not do anything. You need to go over there and tell him the truth.”

He did it so carefully, as though he weren't the man who had just divorced me for the ninth time, and as though he weren't about to light up the entire city for another woman. He truly was a remarkable actor. He deceived those young women with their innocence and deceived me with promises of forever. I remembered what he'd told me after our first divorce: I was the only person he loved and that the women outside our marriage meant nothing and were just a bit of fun. I believed him. How pathetic. Not wanting to dwell on the past any longer, I decided to step outside for some air and clear my head. Just as I was about to stand, Ryland pressed a hand over mine. "Stay here and drink with everyon

We had breakfast and later she took me to my place. We talked and we decided to date after all we had had sex the night before. I had divorced and Vanese also had informed me that my ex wife was cheating on me with a rich man. So l did see any harm for me to move on. That woman told me that her name is Queen. She came to know about Ritah and my children. She asked me whether l still loved Ritah but l lied to her that we had broke up and divorce. That l dont love her anymore. She told me she is a queen who won't share me with another woman. I agreed with her. We lived together and we were happy.She introduced me to her friends which were in the entertainment industry as a singer. I began to r

She knew the tales of ashtrays and what they could do to people's knees once enough pressure was exerted. But she failed to believe that her husband who was a formidable figure in the underground world was going to take this lying down was they were out of the school. At the thought of that, a glint of hope flashed past her eyes. "First and foremost, I want you to divorce your wife. Secondly, you'll bankrupt them. Obviously, she's not a good mother. And your son needs a good mother if he's to become a fine young man with remarkable capabilities." Queenie said, appearing to be in despair.

He gnashed his teeth and responded to Oswald, For your information, that wasn’t marriage, if you think giving all those facial properties to her can buy off my granddaughter, then it’s a lie. You know I can do much more for her, she doesn’t need those properties. In fact, I will let her lay them off to you and you both will sign the divorce papers that I provide to you. That’s not for you to say, I will hang up now.