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⚠️ Warning: descriptive sexual acts, please refrain from reading this if you're below 18, forbidden love, sex. control, manipulation. He leaned in closer, his breath warm. "Is that what you call it when you wear that skirt?" he asked, his hand sliding down my back. "Or when you bend over, letting me see?" I struggled to find words to protest, but my body was reacting to him. "Please," I whispered. "We can't." He held me firmly, his gaze intense. "Can't or won't?" he asked. "I see it in your eyes, Emma. You want this." I tried to push him away, but he was too strong. "Mr. Hathaway, please," I begged, feeling confused by my own feelings. He leaned in closer, his breath hot. "Call me Alex," he said softly. "We're not at work anymore." Hearing his name sent a rush through me. Alex. It reminded me of the attraction I had been fighting. His hand moved up my thigh, and I couldn't help but respond. I moaned softly. "You like that?" he asked, his voice thick with desire.

"Please Tell me this is a dream" I screamed out as I saw the love of my life having his way with my so called best friend. The same day I came to tell him the good news about our future is the same day I died after I got my heart broken. I prayed, if there truly are powers that be, please grant my heart desires and give me a second chance. Fate smiled on me as I woke up back in time, the same day I took the wrong decision that led to my untimely demise. This time I had seen the future and I know better, it's time to play the players. Read and find out how Evelyn became the Vindicated Wife.

"It's over between us, honey." I said to Clyde, flinging the divorce papers at him. You don't want to be the bad guy, am I right? Well now, you don't have to worry about who the bad guy is." He watched the papers flutter to the floor, dumfounded. They assumed she was still in a coma and so wouldn't see them. Even if she wasn't, this wouldn't be the first time her dear husband would kiss another woman in her presence. She saw nothing. But the slurps and moans woke her from the state of coma. The raptures and gasps had kept her from resting, and their shivers of pleasure caused a tear to drop from her eye. She collapsed making lunch for him. But here he was, making out with a woman she considered to be her best friend. All she could think of was revenge, and she knew who was perfect for the job. Not only was she going to get back at him, she was going to show her true identity now. She comes out of the hospital with his twins inside of her and left him alone with the realization that his life was about to change forever. Whisked away to a different world, Everleigh finds love in the arms of Clyde's arch nemesis. Love, hate, betrayal, resentment, envy and secret babies. It all started with one good kiss on the wrong lips, and a lot of lies to the wrong ears.

"Take the money and get out of my mansion. My true love is back, and a boring, poor orphan like you has no place in my life anymore." Billionaire Aryan Singhania threw the divorce papers at his quiet, obedient wife of three years. He expected tears. He expected her to fall to her knees and beg. Instead, Kiara just smiled, signed the papers, and walked out into the freezing night without a single penny. Aryan thought she would end up starving on the streets. He was dead wrong. One month later, Aryan's legendary business empire is completely destroyed overnight, violently swallowed by the mysterious, ruthless new Heiress of the Rathore Empire—the richest family in the country. Bankrupt, desperate, and needing money to save his dying mother, the former arrogant billionaire is dragged into the new boss's office to beg for a job. When he looks up, his blood turns to ice. Sitting on the golden executive throne is the very woman he threw away like trash. Kiara leans forward, a terrifying, dark smile on her red lips. "You want a job, Aryan? Perfect. Here is a bucket. You can start by scrubbing my floors." For three years, he made her cry. Now, he is her personal slave, and she is going to make him bleed. It's too late for apologies. The Queen is back on her throne, and mercy is not in her vocabulary.

Please... don't do this." Only he could hear me. but he ignored my plea . i know he can hear but he didn't listen. god please stop this I don't want to be with him please god but seems like god also couldn't hear me or he doesn't want to hear me . The priest's voice echoed through the quiet hall, solemn and commanding "Do you take Mr. Advika Rathod to be your lawfully wedded wife, to love, honor, and cherish her for as long as you both shall live?" "Yes, I do." The priest then turned to me. . "Do you take Aviraj Ranawat to be your lawfully wedded husband, to love, honor, and cherish him for as long as you both shall live?" I opened my mouth to deny, to scream, but his cold, piercing stare froze me in place. My heart thudded violently in my chest, and my voice came out as a broken whisper: "Ye... yes... I... do..." The priest pronounced, "You are husband and wife. You may now kiss." --------------------- Author's Note This book is a work created entirely by me. Every character, scene, emotion, and storyline comes from my own imagination and effort. Please do not copy, reproduce, or claim any part of this work as your own. Respect the time, creativity, and dedication that went into building this story. Content & Age Warning (18+) This book is strictly intended for mature readers aged 18 and above. It contains intense themes, emotionally heavy situations, dark elements, and mature relationship dynamics that may not be suitable for younger audiences. Reader discretion is strongly advised. If you are sensitive to possessive behavior, morally grey characters, psychological tension, violence, or mature romantic situations, please proceed with caution. you acknowledge that you understand the nature of this content and are comfortable engaging with mature themes.

Vanya loved Cian with her entire heart. Despite being an omega in the feared Dragon claw pack, she prayed to the moon goddess day and night that she would make Cian her mate. Her prayers were answered, but at what cost? "What are these?" Vanya whispered her voice shaky, staring at the papers tossed on the table. She looked up at her husband of three years, the alpha of Dragon claw pack. "Cian, what is this?" "Sign the papers. We're getting divorced." He said with a straight face. "I'm rejecting you, both in human terms and on wolf terms." "I was with you only because you looked like her." He proceeded to say. "Sign the papers and get out of my house." Once his first love returned, he was quick to cast her away like used trash. After the breakup, fate brought them back together. But the Vanya of now was no longer the sad girl in love with him. Now the CEO of her own catering company, she vows to reclaim her life back. Cian realized he was in love with her, and tries to get her back. But there's a new man in her life now who claims to love and cherish her. Will Vanya forgive Cian, or will she move on from him completely? How will she handle the challenges thrown at her? How will she continue to rise to the top and overthrow her enemies? Or will she succumb to the voices?

All it takes one moment to fall in love with a person. But it takes a lifetime to forget the person we love. Three years of marriage. Three years of believing the care in his eyes was meant for her. Three years of lies broke the moment when Alpha Cyrus pushes divorce papers in front of Melania and murmurs, “Sign it,” Her world doesn't just collapse, it's completely over for her. Their marriage was a contract from the beginning. Love was never part of the deal. Yet he treated her with a tenderness she had once thought impossible for the cold, ruthless Alpha. He remembered her allergies. He made sure she took her medicine. Melania believed foolishly that she mattered to him until she learned the truth. He never did those things for her. He did them because another woman had once needed them. The woman he truly loved. The woman who abandoned him… and is now back. The contract is over. Her role is over. Her heart shattered. So she signed the divorce papers without a word and walked away. But six years later when Alpha Cyrus got to know that he had a son with Melania she wanted her back. But now there was another man in the picture. Who will she choose now, the man she loved all her life or the person who was always there for her and loved her dearly.

"Sign the papers, Estella." Marco slid the divorce papers across the mahogany table, his eyes fixed on Claudia, who hovered by his side with a victorious smile. "Did you really think a nobody like you could keep me?" Estella's throat tightened as she forced herself to meet his gaze. The diamond on Claudia's finger caught the light—his best friend now wearing what should have been hers forever. "You should be grateful," Claudia murmured, resting a hand on her belly. "Letting you go is the kindest thing we've done for you." When Estella married into the powerful Valdez family, she believed in love conquering all. Instead, she found herself cast out, Helena Valdez herself showing her the door when Claudia announced her pregnancy. Then Alejandro De Luca appeared—Marco's sworn enemy offering an unexpected proposition. "A contract marriage," he said simply. "You get protection. I get revenge." Together, they plotted to dismantle the very family that had humiliated her. With each calculated move, Estella reclaimed pieces of herself she thought lost forever. But revenge is a dangerous game. As their plan unfolded and tragedy struck, Estella discovered that survival meant more than settling scores—it meant learning to wield her pain as power. The quietest heart, after all, often hides the most dangerous storm.​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​

I’m the Chief Counsel for Donatello Vexille, the Godfather of the Vexille family. I’m also his secret wife. At night, he’d pull me close, take me with a ragged violence, leaving his marks on me, a brutal claim I couldn’t refuse. But by day, I was just his lawyer. All he had for me were cold commands. We lived like that for three years. I decided I was done. But he couldn’t know. When I handed him the divorce papers, disguised as a bill of lading, and he signed his name, a breath I didn’t know I was holding finally escaped me. I chased him for seven years and was married to him for three. Whatever was left of my heart finally flatlined. I knew I could never have his. Because it already belonged to someone else: Angelina, his underboss’s sister. He remembered her favorite restaurant. He got blind drunk with joy when she filed for divorce. He even posted his personal guards outside her door. Those were honors I never had. So I tricked him into signing the papers, packed my things, and vanished. What I didn't expect was what he did after I left. He put a king's ransom on my location, and even announced to the whole world that I was his wife.

Unwillingly, once again, because of that man, tears fell from my eyes. "I have cried a lot because of that man; now I am going to go to him only with the divorce papers." Roselyn, a young woman who has been trapped in a loveless and emotionally abusive marriage with Alexander, reaches her breaking point when his cruel words and actions finally push her to take a stand. With tears streaming down her face, she declares that she's had enough and decides to confront him—but this time, she's not going to beg for his love or attention. Instead, she's going to serve him with divorce papers, marking the end of their toxic relationship. As she prepares for the confrontation, Roselyn gathers her thoughts and emotions, steeling herself for Alexander's potential reactions. She knows that he may try to manipulate or control her, but she's determined to stand firm and take back control of her life. When the moment of truth arrives, Roselyn meets Alexander with a sense of calm and determination. She serves him with the divorce papers, and his reaction is a mix of shock, anger, and regret. But Roselyn stands firm, refusing to be swayed by his emotions. In the aftermath of the confrontation, Roselyn deals with the emotional fallout, processing her feelings and coming to terms with the end of her marriage. She begins to focus on self-care and self-discovery, learning to let go of the past and embrace her newfound freedom.