Divorcing The Tyrant: Falling For My Temptress Wife Novels & Stories

A broken marriage. A cheating father. A home poisoned by lies. I couldn't do that to my baby. And I couldn't do it to myself either. By the time sunlight filled the room completely, I had made my decision. I was going to divorce my husband. Get the abortion. And leave his life forever. I was done being the only one fighting for a marriage that died long ago.

It hadn’t even been five minutes since I told them about the divorce, and everything was already spiraling. “Mom…” I turned to her with teary eyes, my voice trembling. “Dad just hit me.” “Shut your filthy mouth and answer your father. Did you divorce your husband? Yes or no?” I stared at them, stunned. Why were they acting like this? They had never looked at me with such disgust. It was like they wanted to rip me apart. I shook my head, trying to calm myself. They probably just didn’t understand the full story. So I started to explain, from the beginning, about my so-called friend and how James betrayed me.

Tyrone growled low, fixated on fucking Tess again and again until his dick fell off. "B-but what about mom and Pete?" Tess squeaked out reluctantly, her body stiffening as a second knock sounded on the door and her heart stopped. "You're divorcing that shithead who hasn't even fucked you yet if you can't keep his cock out of my pussy," he whispered low, then spanked her clit. "This is my cunt now. Got it?" "B-but what about my h-honeymoon? I love Pete, daddy!" Tess cried, horrified at how they had betrayed her mom and Pete.

Taylor leaned back slowly, her hand pressing lightly against her forehead as though trying to steady her thoughts. “So let me understand this,” she said, her voice measured now, controlled in a way that suggested effort. “Your wife has left you. She has taken the company. You are officially divorced. And someone you trusted has taken what remained of your money.” Matthew did not interrupt. He simply nodded. Mrs. Taylor’s hand dropped from her forehead, her gaze fixing on him again. “So the company is not yours,” she said. Matthew held her gaze. “Yes.” Mrs. Taylor inhaled slowly, the breath catching slightly before she released it.

"I told you I’d get my revenge, you pathetic bitch! Did you think you could just crawl back into his life, humiliate me at your cheap ass gallery and I’d let it go? You’re a whore, Scarlett! Everyone see her! Look at the woman trying to buy my husband!" "That's enough!" I snapped, standing up, my chair screeching against the obsidian floor. "You're delusional, Elise. No one is blackmailing anyone." "Oh, listen to her! The big CEO trying to act dignified!" Elise screamed, her voice reaching a glass-shattering pitch. "You’re a parasite! A snake! You couldn't win the company, so you decided to try and win the man? Leave him alone! He’s mine!

On the morning Serena Voss discovered she had won the most prestigious architectural contract of her career, she drove home to share the news with her husband. She found him in bed with her cousin instead. He handed her divorce papers before she could speak. That same night, broken and stripped of everything, she drove straight to her mother's door and learned the betrayal in that bedroom wasn't the only thing the Voss family had taken from her. They had taken her father, too. So Serena stopped asking people to believe her. She stopped waiting for justice to arrive on its own. She stopped leaving doors open for people who had burned down everything she built. She disappeare

Sable was already pregnant and she used that pregnancy to trap me, to manipulate me, to convince me to leave my wife for her. And I fell for it. I fell for every lie, every manipulation, every sweet word and soft touch and sex. I threw away a woman who loved me, who forgave me, who gave me a thousand chances to be better because of sex. I threw her away for a woman who never wanted anything except my money. And now I have nothing. No wife. No child. My business is failing and no future. Just an empty penthouse and a bottle of whiskey and the echo of my own stupid, pathetic choices.

“Perhaps you have been tricked by Carina Morales. She used to have an ex-husband, now the two of them have just divorced. The reason for the divorce was because she was too promiscuous, having an affair with another man. Now my parents have kicked her out of the house, she is no longer the daughter of a rich family. Surely you don't know these things, do you?" Andrea Morales smiled and waited for Tyler Roth's surprised reaction. But on the contrary, his eyes became deeper and deeper, he raised his eyebrows and asked again: "So what? This has nothing to do with her. Even though she was once married, isn't she divorced now? Then she can still become my fiancé.” Andrea Morales was a bit stunned

“How could you do this? After everything I’ve done for you, Joyce? The double shifts so you could go to Cambridge? The tuition I paid when Dad said no? The nights I wrote your essays while you partied? I gave you a home, clothes, a future… and this is how you repay me? Stealing my husband and my baby the day after my wedding?” I lean against the doorframe, one hand lazily circling my belly, watching her fall apart like it’s the sweetest revenge. Tyler steps forward. “None of that matters now,” he says, ice cold. “I needed a son to carry my name. Joyce is giving me one. You two have the same face anyway. It’ll be like I never lost you.” He pulls the signed divorce papers from his back pocket

Her voice sounded rough, as if she was threatening. "Yeah about the marriage…I think we should get a divorce now." Tyler said, he opened a wardrobe and brought out documents, he stretched out his arm to give her the documents. Valerie shook her head in denial. She made contact with the documents and they started burning. "Never…. Never, we're never going to get a divorce…I think I own you. I always felt like you were mine…that's why I snapped at you and slapped you everytime you got too friendly with a chick ." Valerie whispered, wrapping her hands on his neck.