Divorce Me Once, Your Loss
Murder. That’s what the world called it.
To him, it was mundane.
My husband didn’t even blink while stabbing me twenty-seven times… Not even when he knew I was thirteen weeks pregnant with his child.
I died.
But fate is cruel. Crueler than him......Because it gave me another chance - a chance not to escape, but to finish the game.
This time, I didn’t run.
This time, I chose violence.
I walked toward the man who would murder me in five years, looked straight into his pretentious eyes, and smiled.
“Nicolas… let’s get married.”
A smirk curled on my lips. Devil? He didn’t create one.
He created me: Anna Fvcking Devile.
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