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I asked my husband for a divorce during the most difficult year of his life. Everyone condemned me, calling me heartless, but I still forced him to sign the divorce papers. Later, he overcame his struggles and rose to become a powerful CEO. I avoided him for two years, believing I’d never cross paths with him again—until he caught me at my most wretched. His eyes brimmed with hatred as he stared at me. In front of everyone, he humiliated me and relentlessly forced me to down a bottle of vodka. I vomited uncontrollably, blood gushing from my mouth in thick streams. He mocked me, telling me it was the retribution I deserved for betraying him. I didn’t argue. I let him torment me. After all, I was already dying. If that made him content, so be it.

"What the fuck, Kamila?" he snapped. "Why the hell did you send these divorce papers?" Kamila sighed, "Can't you read, Mr. Cadet? It's a simple instruction. Sign them." ** On the day Kamila tragically loses her unborn child, it's the final straw. She's done being her husband Mark's doormat, enduring his constant infidelity and public humiliation. This time, she's fighting back. What Mark didn't know, however, was that his wife was no poor helpless orphan. Kamila was actually a hidden heiress to the powerful Smithson family - a secret weapon she was about to unleash. Mark launches his campaign to run for governor, but Kamila decides to run against him! She’s also got her loyal Smithson brothers backing her up, and she's ready to take her sweet revenge on that cheating husband of hers.

I once thought Jareth was the love of my life. He said "Mom's in the hospital," but then turned around and kissed Lily in the VIP seats at the concert; when his bipolar disorder flared up, he was violent with me, but then told Lily, "You’re such a good girl"; he had videos with Lily saved on his phone, and in the chat records, he called me "the cold, emotionless finance robot." Five years of love, ruined in his lies and betrayals. He thought I would cry and scream, but all I did was watch him finish his final act. When he knelt on the ground and said, "I was wrong," what I handed him was the merger agreement: "Sign it. This is the first debt you owe me." Those broken hearts will eventually turn into sharp blades that will pierce him. And I will rise from the ruins, living more beautifully than anyone else.

REINA Five thousand dollars to babysit Alan King's adorable, grieving son for Christmas break. The moment I perch on his lap to sign the contract, I know this would be much more than a simple nanny job. Nannies don't wear cuffs or collars, and they definitely don't choke on their boss's c**k. Right? ALAN She's bright, loud, annoyingly delicate-and eighteen years younger. Yet, all I can think of is how to break her in the filthiest ways possible. She doesn't belong in my world, but she's brave enough to step in. Reina Summers is completely mine this Christmas, and I plan to unwrap every inch of her until she learns exactly who she belongs to. WARNING: THIS IS A DARK EROTIC ROMANCE. SCORCHING HEAT WITHIN. HIGHLY ADDICTIVE.

Nichole’s perfect life crumbles when she discovers her husband, Blake Williams Hamilton, is having an affair with his childhood sweetheart. Her heartbreak turns into a nightmare when she’s falsely accused of poisoning his mistress and forced to sign divorce papers while locked away. Betrayed and humiliated, Nichole realizes she’s been living a lie. Just as she hits rock bottom, her ex-fiancé, Adrain Gonzalez, steps in to save her from the clutches of Blake. Now Nichole must step in as the heiress to Valmont Empires, Orion Heights’ most powerful conglomerate. Determined to rise from the ashes, Nichole embraces the opportunity, stepping into a world of power, deception, and second chances. But as she works to rebuild her life and seek revenge, she must also confront the lingering question: Can she truly trust Adrian, or is his help just another trap?

She was infertile. Her husband said he would love her no matter what. For three years, he had always been gentle to her, She was happy that she found someone who truly loved her and didn't mind that she couldn't give him a child. Until one day, She learned the fact that he's been cheating on her a long time ago, living a double life and having a baby with someone else. And that woman was someone she know. she was mad and slapped her, but didn't expect it would kill the baby. His husband was furious and sent his lawyer to force her to sign the divorce agreement. She was told not to take any jewelry he bought for her, and no property would belong to her, all she could do was just pack and leave. Three years later, She came back with another man...

Let's get this over with." Those were the longest words I'd heard him say ever since his entrance to the room. His hoarse voice which held no sign of emotion rumbled like a distant thunder in the large sitting room that was now occupied by his mother, Jane Jordan - the heiress of Jordan Jewelleries, the dark haired judge who sat by an oak table that had been placed in the center of the room for this purpose, Mother, and I , the I-know-nothing-about-this bride dressed in a knee-length lavender gown and silver stiletto heels, nothing befitting for a bride on her big day.  ... "And do you, Ashley, take Alexander to be your lawfully wedded husband?" I sucked in a sharp breath as I closed my eyes. "I do." My fate has been sealed. Just like that, I'm married to a man I know nothing about.

Blaire I always dreamed of freedom, of the day I would escape the rule of my alpha father, and make my family proud to have a daughter. Bravery isn't my strong suit, but when I was faced with a choice; secretly sign up for Packmatch, a bid for a bride auction, or marry a man my father's age? Well, the choice was easy, until I became the bride of my father's biggest rival, and faced with the challenge of co- leading and birthing pups for him. Frederick Dating wasn't my scene, but the desire and expectations as alpha to fill my home with pups wasn't an urge to be ignored. I wasn't too picky, all I wanted was a woman to accept me and my pack , without questions. A virgin? My greatest rivals' daughter? The most beautiful woman I've ever seen?

My husband, Malcolm Thorpe, has low sperm motility. After 33 rounds of IVF, I finally got pregnant. On delivery day, I start hemorrhaging, and the medical team calls for an emergency C-section. Malcolm signs the consent form, then rushes straight back to his childhood sweetheart's birthday party. But instead of starting the C-section, the surgeon says, "Ms. Jacobson, the electronic medical record lists you as single. This consent form isn't valid." I stop breathing for a beat. The happy marriage I believe in turns out to be a sham. Later, Mom and Dad rush in and sign the consent for me. But by then, the baby is gone. The asphyxia lasted too long. After surgery, I scrawl my name on the cremation consent with shaking hands, then dial a number without thinking. "Samuel, are you free now? Meet me in front of City Hall."

Patricia’s supposed to be happiest day on earth turned to her saddest day, and with a pregnancy test result in her hand, her heart torn apart, and a ready-made garment of sadness is worn for her at the blink of an eye. She caught her husband and best friend cheating on her on their matrimonial bed, but gently turned back to the sitting room, and made up her mind to keep it to herself because of a reason known to her, but her husband presented her a divorce paper, and threatened her to sign it. She signed the divorce paper, and was thrown away into the street. Disappeared, Patricia worked on herself to become a better version, and she returned five years later as a single mother, who was the anonymous CEO of the ruling organization in the city. Now, her ex-husband, who has been in regret for his actions for the past years, wants her back. Did the CEO deserve a second chance?