Once Cast-off Wife, Now Untouchable Queen Novels & Stories

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She waved back at Gama's waving hand from the car window. "Your taste has gone down since I left!" a woman standing a few meters away exclaimed. Bhuvi looked at the woman flatly and lazily. "A widow with one child, just a businesswoman from a mediocre company. An inconvenience." Without many words, Bhuvi turned around and walked away from the woman. "Bhuvi, I know you still love me, don't you?" she raised her voice. "Besides, you can't possibly prefer that widow; you're just using her, aren't you?"

The pain was nearly unbearable, but when I felt my baby’s gentle kicks, I reminded myself it was all worth it. That night, despite my exhaustion, I returned home to cook dinner for Rachel. I never complained, not once. However, an accident changed everything, leading me to lose my child and creating a gap between me and Tyler. That day, Rachel insisted on making soup for me, but unfamiliar with the gas stove, she caused a leak. It led to an explosion that engulfed nearly the entire floor in flames.

“You are not ruined. You will be rebuilt to become something greater and bigger than you were. A queen. A ruler.” “I just want to be Catherine Ross, a surgeon at the emergency clinic.” I whisper against him. “I want…” I gasp for breath. “Hush now tesoro. It will be alright again when you have accepted your position as my wife and the queen of an empire. An empire that helps people at the bottom. Give them purpose, life, freedom. That is what I do here. That is my kingdom that I will share with you and the heritage we will leave for Nicholas to take over when he’s old enough.”

“Go find a decent man who can handle your bullshit.” “I tried and the list of men they would allow me to marry is so, so short, Nicky. Same old boring men who can never handle me. You are an exception. How’s life as a commoner, Nicky? Our friends talk about you from time to time and how you didn’t step in and handle the family business.” Claudia smirked. “They say it’s foolish. I think it’s brave and hot.” No one could handle you. Claudia is the perfect example of how too much money can lead to insanity. Her emotions are so out of touch with reality, and her life is so empty and meaningless that she finds excitement in making life a game and using the people around her as pawns.

I did not want to be here, and I could barely stand Nolan, yet the thought of him smiling at one of them or sharing a private moment made my stomach churn in a way I did not understand. By the end of the day, Sara had finished her work. Three of the women were confirmed pregnant, and six were deemed infertile. I watched as they were escorted out of the castle, their dreams of becoming queen fading into nothing. Becoming queen was power not every woman got the chance to even contend for. Samani’s words and my mother’s letters filled my head, bringing a new plan to life. If I became queen of Northwood, I would have a lycan king and an army behind me.

He knelt in front of her and bowed. “We are Petrovas. We do not bow or bend.” She said simply. “We are unbreakable!” She added as she helped him up and hugged him. That hug was years in the waiting. Years of separation! Years of longing! When she turned to the stage, she had retained her regal demeanor. “Welcome to my home!” She started. It let everyone know who was in charge. She was the heir. She was back. She was going to claim everything that was hers.

“I grew up being the perfect heir to the Blackwood family. I was not allowed to have friends who were not worthy of my status. I was not allowed to interact with common people because they might scheme against me.” “Grandma, I grew up thinking that you were right. I was Dominic Blackwood, the heir to the Blackwood family. All I had to do was attend meetings, chase after business deals, have no scandal, and ensure that the Blackwood Corp stayed at the top of the world.” “You even said that I did not need a wife. An heir was enough. And I did as you had suggested. No questions asked.” “But then she came along. She changed everything about me. She made me human, Grandma, a human with real feeli

I staggered through the door, head spinning. All I wanted was to wreck the place, march straight to the Corleone Tower, and scream it out—the Don was screwing his stepmother. But Omertà was branded into my bones. The Bettinis don't break. From day one it was drilled in—never rat, never shame the name. Even if your husband's a monster. "Ugh." The rush of rage twisted into nausea. I clung to the sink, throwing up till the room tilted.

And Celeste will help her. I look at her. The woman who wore my dress. The woman who stole my sonogram. The woman who has been trying to destroy me since the day I married Nathaniel Preston. She is smaller than I remember. Diminished. The years have carved lines into her face, hollowed her cheeks, drained the color from her hair. She is not the woman who stood beside Nathaniel at the gala, beautiful and cruel. She is a ghost of that woman. A shadow. I tell her she has nothing. No power. No money. No hold over Nathaniel. She is nothing.