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Vivienne Sinclair married Caden Lawrence, hoping her love would melt his cold heart and that he would accept her as his wife sooner or later. But as they say about the best-laid plans, Caden never fell in love with her, nor did he accept her as his wife in front of the world. Three years later, Vivienne is hurt and broken, wanting nothing more than to break this toxic cycle of betrayal and constant rejection. She wants a divorce. “What gives you the right to ask me for a divorce?” he roars, looking angry. “It was you who seduced me! You who insisted on getting married. And now you want a divorce? I don’t think so.” But Vivi is tired of playing the role of a loving and obedient wife. She wants to live her life and explore other options. She wants to find the happiness and joy she was deprived of in her marriage. With the help of her friends and family, Vivi reveals her other identity as the world-class jewelry designer, Jasper Sterling, a name she had built after years of hard work during her failed marriage. She is strong, confident, and capable of living life on her own terms. And it’s time to let the whole world know. During one of the success parties, when Vivienne walks in with a handsome man by her side, everyone starts whispering. “Who is he?” people want to know. “Is she dating him?” Vivi and her new companion look good together. They make a perfect couple. But when Caden sees her with this mystery man, he can barely contain his rage. He pulls her aside and hisses. “You are making a mistake.” She laughs, kisses his cheek, and says, “No, darling. This is the start of my new life.”

"Elena, please. I made a mistake. We can start over—" My ex-husband was on his knees in my penthouse, tears streaming down his face. The same man who pushed me down the stairs. Who murdered my unborn daughters. Who watched me die. I looked at him—really looked at him—and felt nothing. "You want to apologize?" My voice was steady. Cold. "You should have thought of that before you killed our babies." His face crumpled. "Elena—" "It's too late to apologise." ★★★ When Damien pushed me down the stairs, I died knowing he'd destroyed me. My cheating husband and my best friend—his pregnant mistress—stood over my bleeding body and smiled. But death gave me a gift: I woke up three days before he destroyed my life. This time, I wouldn't be his victim. This time, I exposed his affair at our gender reveal party. Served him divorce papers in front of everyone. Took back everything he stole. Then Calloway Sterling appeared—the ruthless billionaire CEO my ex feared most. Six feet of dangerous power with storm-gray eyes. "Marry me. One year. He'll never touch you again." A contract marriage. Just revenge. Until Calloway's possessive touches felt too real. Until a paternity test proved he was my baby's father—not my ex-husband. "Three months ago, you went to a fertility clinic," Calloway told me. "The sample wasn't your ex-husband's. It was mine."

Marissa was the perfect wife. She gave up her high powered corporate career to build a beautiful life supporting her husband, Ethan—home cooked meals, a curated home, and unwavering loyalty. But her world shatters when Ethan confesses to a four-month affair, not out of guilt, but because his mistress is blackmailing him for $300 million. His solution is as cold as his betrayal: “Cheat back. Get even. Stay married.” Fueled by rage and humiliation, Marissa agrees. Determined to reclaim her power, she steps into the night seeking one reckless moment to erase the sting of his betrayal. It leads her to an exclusive masquerade club, where identities are hidden and desire rules. Behind a mask, she meets a commanding stranger—mysterious, intoxicating, and unlike anyone she has ever known. For one night, he sees her not as a wife, but as a woman with fire still burning inside her. Their connection is intense, unforgettable. By morning, Marissa disappears, intending to leave it as nothing more than a calculated act of revenge. But some secrets refuse to stay buried. When she returns to the corporate world, Marissa comes face to face with the man behind the mask....Xavier Sterling, her former boss, a ruthless billionaire CEO… and Ethan’s best friend. Xavier recognizes her. He knows her in ways no one else does and he knows exactly what Ethan did. Now, Marissa is trapped in a dangerous web. Her husband is desperate to keep her, his mistress wants her gone, and Xavier is determined to claim the one woman he was never meant to touch. As power, betrayal, and desire collide, Marissa must decide....will she remain a pawn in their game or become the one who controls it?

As I grit my teeth and buy the last box of discounted shrimp, a young woman dressed head to toe in designer brands is picking out imported seafood beside me. She glances at me and casually drops a king crab into my cart. "It's the holidays. Treat yourself better," she says with a carefree smile. "I'll pay for everything you buy today." I am shocked when I see the five-figure price tag. I quickly try to decline her by waving my hands frantically. She pulls out a black card and shrugs. "It's fine. My sugar daddy gives me more money than I can spend. If I don't use it, he'll get mad." I force a laugh. "Sounds like he's really generous to you." "He's alright, I guess. I can't spend money as fast as he earns it," she says nonchalantly. After a slight pause, she goes on, "Speaking of which, his girlfriend is pretty dumb. She works nonstop for years just to help him pay off a debt that doesn't even exist. When I say I want him to cook on New Year's Eve, he immediately ditches his girlfriend to come be with me." I freeze for a moment. My boyfriend, Eric Sterling, is in debt. Just as I am thinking it can't be that much of a coincidence, my phone buzzes with a message from Eric. He texts, "Anne, the company assigned me to an extra shift tonight. I get triple the pay. Buy yourself something nice to eat. I'll be home tomorrow."

« Votre mariage n'est qu'un souvenir à 50 euros, Mme Vance. Et votre mari est déjà marié à quelqu'un d'autre. » En un instant, au bureau de l'immigration, ma vie en tant qu'épouse de Liam Sterling, la superstar du CHL, s'est évaporée. Notre mariage secret à Las Vegas n'était qu'une imposture, et Liam était déjà légalement marié à sa « manager » Sophia. Mais la cruauté ne s'est pas arrêtée là. Liam s'attendait à ce que j'adopte « l'orphelin d'un héros de guerre », un enfant qui était en réalité leur fils secret. Il ne voulait pas d'une épouse. Il voulait une docteure de renommée mondiale pour relancer sa carrière et une nounou gratuite pour élever l'enfant de sa véritable épouse. Liam a commis une erreur fatale : il a oublié que j'étais la seule à pouvoir le maintenir en état de jouer. J'ai signé un contrat record avec les Titans, ses rivaux les plus acharnés. Et maintenant, alors que le genou de Liam se brisait en morceaux pendant les séries éliminatoires, j'étais sur le banc adverse, soignant le seul homme capable de le détruire. Il voulait une nounou ? J'étais sûre qu'il allait vivre son pire cauchemar.

You were a three-year charity project, Elena. Now, the project is over." On their third anniversary, Julian Thorne didn't bring flowers. He brought a divorce decree and his mistress, Elena’s own adopted sister, Sarah Vance. To Julian, Elena was just the plain, penniless orphan the Vances took in after a tragic fire, a convenient pawn he used to bleed the Vance fortune dry. He never loved her; he only married her to fund a merger while secretly warming Sarah’s bed. He expected Elena to beg. He expected her to crumble. Instead, she signs the papers with a chilling smile and hands him a gift of her own: A total bankruptcy notice for the Thorne Group. Unmasked as the legendary Blackwood Heiress, Elena is ready to watch the world burn. But the trap has two sides. A hidden Reconciliation Clause forces her to still appear and be with her cheating husband and her backstabbing sister for thirty days, or she loses her claim to the Blackwood throne while Julian loses the Thorne-Vance merger. When Sarah frames her for a high-profile theft to get her out of the way, Elena finds herself in a cold jail cell, until the "Executioner" of Wall Street, Theo Sterling, appears. He offers her a Devil’s bargain: a contract marriage to save her from her predatory cousin, Lucius Blackwood, who is hellbent on declaring her mentally unfit to seize her empire. Elena falls for her savior, unaware of the blood on his hands. Theo is atoning for a sin she doesn’t know exists: his own father was the arsonist who murdered her parents. Trapped between a husband who wants her wealth, a sister who wants her life, and a lover whose family killed her past, Elena must decide.

After graduation, I spend a year interning with my mentor, a healer, out in the neutral lands—no packs, no laws, and no one to protect me. My brother, the Lycan Chairman of all werewolves, nearly loses his mind over it. He's terrified I'll fall for some Rogue and impulsively form a reckless mate bond. As such, he handpicks an arranged mate for me—Falcon Sterling, the Alpha of the strongest pack in Northmere. He's handsome and dangerous, a legendary figure. My brother orders me to come home for the mating ceremony, so I have no choice but to go pick out a Luna crown. At the jewelry shop, my eyes snap straight to a crown made of pure silver and covered in diamonds. Just as I reach out to take it, a sharp female voice cuts in. "I like the one she's holding. I'll take it. Hand it over." Before I can react, the clerk snatches the crown right out of my hands, nearly scraping my skin. I straighten up, forcing myself to stay calm. "Ever heard of 'first come, first served?' I saw it first. Is this how you do things here?" The she-wolf slowly turns toward me, casting me a long, mocking look. "This crown costs 300 thousand dollars. You sure you can afford it, peasant? I grew up with the Alpha of the Silvermoon pack, Falcon Sterling. Around here, I make the rules." I stare at her, almost laughing. Isn't that funny? Falcon just happens to be my arranged mate. I pull out my phone and press the call button. "Hey, Falcon. Your adorable childhood sweetheart just stole the Luna crown I'm supposed to wear for the mating ceremony. What do you think I should do about that?"

« Mme Sterling, êtes-vous certaine de vouloir mettre fin à vingt ans de mariage... et renoncer à la garde de vos enfants ? » « Oui. Déposez les documents. J'en ai assez. » Ma voix était calme, sans tremblement, tandis que je frottais avec énergie une tache de graisse tenace sur le plan de travail en marbre. Vingt ans. Vingt ans à m'oublier, à me fondre dans les murs de cette maison. À gérer chaque détail domestique, à m'inquiéter pour chaque bulletin scolaire, à me tenir dans l'ombre d'Alexander, soutien silencieux et sans récrimination de son ascension inexorable au sein du consortium. Et lui ? Le voilà qui avait donné une interview, flanqué de sa jeune sœur adoptive, Chloe. Il avait osé déclarer sans même un battement de cil : « Tout ce que j'ai accompli, je le dois à elle. À ma chère petite sœur. » Même mes enfants me regardaient avec ce mépris froid, traitant de « banale » et de « vulgaire » la femme qui les avait mis au monde. Ils formaient un front uni, tous quatre, avec cette sœur adoptive omniprésente, cette tata Chloe, qui se comportait en maîtresse des lieux. J'ai signé les papiers du divorce. Je suis partie. Qu'ils forment, eux, leur famille parfaite. Mais par la suite… c'était leur tour de regretter…

"My husband sold me like property. But the man who bought me... he wants to make me his queen." For three years, Stacy has endured the unthinkable. Her husband Matt doesn't just neglect her—he sells her. Night after night, he forces her into the beds of wealthy investors and powerful business partners, using her body to seal his deals. An "open marriage," he calls it. But there's nothing open about being used as merchandise. "I was his business asset. His bargaining chip. His whore." At the Sterling Gala, Matt drugs her and delivers her to a room full of predators—five men ready to claim their "payment." But something inside Stacy finally breaks. She fights back. She runs. And crashes straight into the arms of Michael Sotheby—billionaire, corporate king, and the one man even her husband fears. "I didn't save you for free. You owe me a debt. And I intend to collect." Michael's protection comes with a price. What starts as a transaction becomes something far more dangerous. His touch doesn't feel like violation. His kiss awakens desires she thought were dead. For the first time in three years, she feels alive. But when morning comes, terror grips her heart. Michael isn't just any billionaire—he's Matt's biggest rival. And he has no intention of letting her go. Caught between the husband who sells her and the billionaire who wants to own her, Stacy discovers that sometimes the most dangerous man is the only one who can set you free. WARNING: This book contains mature themes including sexual coercion, trafficking within marriage, dubious consent, dark romance elements, and morally complex characters. Intended for adult readers only.

Mi esposo, el jefe de la mafia, pierde a su primer amor por suicidio. Celeste Reyes no podía aceptar que se casara conmigo. Desde entonces, Darius Sterling la llora públicamente todos los días, y nos convertimos en esa clase de pareja que se desprecia más que a nadie. Sin embargo, cuando la familia Moretti de Eastbourne envía asesinos tras de mí, Darius recibe la bala que estaba destinada a mí. La bala estaba envenenada. Mientras yace débilmente en mis brazos, susurra: —Te he salvado la vida. Mi deuda con tu madre está saldada. En nuestra próxima vida, no volvamos a encontrarnos. Ya no quiero odiarte. Solo espero que siempre seas la chica de al lado. Ahora es mi momento de estar con Celeste. Y así como así, muere en mis brazos. Lloro con todas mis fuerzas, pero Darius no vuelve a mirarme. Solo entonces me doy cuenta de lo tonto e infantil que ha sido nuestro odio durante todos estos años. Más tarde, después de eliminar a los Moretti, me quito la vida por él. Sin embargo, cuando vuelvo a abrir los ojos, tengo 20 años, el año de nuestro compromiso. Rechazo el plan de mi padre de un matrimonio concertado y decido ir a New Verden a gestionar el negocio familiar. Esta vez, me mantendré lejos de Darius y le daré a él y a Celeste mis bendiciones.