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“You see me wearing your ring. You watch me change a suit to match your dress. You know two sweet words will make me forget everything. Does it make you feel powerful?” “I never thought that.” “But you did it.” “What am I to you, Rosalie? A dog you left behind? Something you pet when you miss it and kick away when you’re bored?” Her breathing turns shallow. “You don’t have to love me,” he says. “But you can’t come back and make me believe you do.” Rosalie pushes him away and unfastens her seat belt. “We’re both upset. We’ll talk later.” “When is later?” She opens the door instead of answering.

Three years ago, Rosalie Hale left the Bloodmoon Pack for good. Her mate had betrayed her over and over again—with her own sister. At times, it had almost seemed as though he were under a spell, but Rosalie knew better. The truth was simple and cruel: he had never loved her. Like everyone else, he desired her slender-waisted sister, and he had used Rosalie to get what he wanted. Now, Rosalie is back for one reason—to finalize the divorce he never signed. But something has changed. Her former mate seems to have forgotten all the pain he put her through. Every time he looks at her, she can see his wolf fighting to break free. He wants her back. The problem? Rosalie n

The perfect accompaniment to my mother's triumphant smile and Lord Muller's broken expression. I watched with satisfaction as Rosalia crumbled, tears streaming down her face, her entire body trembling. The betrayal of both parents choosing her brother over her had done what chains and imprisonment couldn't—it had broken her spirit. But Mother wasn't finished with her game. "I suppose we have our answer," she said, her voice lilting with false consideration. Then her tone hardened. "But no." She turned to me, her eyes glittering. "The Muller son is not quite... useful to us, is he?" Her lips curved into a cruel smile. "There's truly nothing special enough about him to warrant breaking the rul

The entire boutique went quiet. “Don’t concern yourself with my affairs again,” I said coldly. “You’ve already done enough.” Adrian finally stepped forward, grabbing Marielle’s shoulders. “Celine that’s enough! Marielle, calm down—” I turned to him, cutting him off with a bitter laugh. “Enough? You should be the last person telling me that.” He looked taken aback, his voice softer now. “Celine, I didn’t mean—” “Don’t.” I raised a hand, my tone like ice. “Don’t you dare say my name like you ever cared. You made your choice, remember? Now stay beside her like the coward you are.”

"Could she have been pretending to have issues with her eyes, just to get close to me? He shook his head against his thought. Though he has heard the rumors that she is attracted to him, she has always exhibited professionalism in all her activities. Then he turned to Rosaline. She knew nothing was wrong with Bella, and she made that move to expose her. She seem to be getting cold, no feelings, no empathy. The face he is looking at, is not gentle, the face is hurt and she is ready to trample on anyone standing in her way. Rosaline adjusted the new dress brought for her to change to and the make up artist who had also arrived, worked on her face. Rosaline felt like a different person. By the

"No... I don't know why but he was nice to me... Like i told you that he was agreed for two million but then he gave me five... And he was acting weird around me." Bella shrugged. "Are you sure, he didn't have any hidden meaning behind it?" Jasmine asked. "I am sure he didn't have any intention" Bella replied. "Bella you are naive... You think everyone is happy and good like you..." Jasmine scolded. "As if you know how to read people?" Bella mocked. "Yeah, but i am not stupid like you... I stay away from problems and you invite problems." Jasmine said. "I don't know where did I went wrong Jasmine..."

"No we are not. We are not friends, so stop pretending to be close to me, Rosemary. Just stay away." Wanting to leave, Rosemary grabbed her hand, stopping her from moving. "Hey, let go." She pulled her hand away from hers. "Stop acting like a saint Roseline. You and I know you are nothing of a saint, but someone we shouldn't tell...for the sake of your reputation." She smirked. "You are crazy." "Or should I tell?" Rosemary challenged. Roseline glared at her. "Listen! Think whatever you wanna think about, I have no deal with you, so would you do me a favor by not following me around, getting me pissed off."

Jonathan will go to any length to get revenge and that's not what I want for my family. When Roseline appeared at the doorstep, I felt a lot of emotions, anger, frustration, longing, and relief. I restrained myself from giving her a crushing hug. “You haven't answered my question!” I snapped at her, Standing at the doorstep looking at me with those innocent eyes and I wondered what was going on in her head. “Would you let me in first at least?” She cocked her eyebrows. I stepped out of the way and she walked inside, my eyes followed her as she walked up to the dining room.

Our kind was supposed to be kept a secret. I grabbed her hand that was clenched into a fist on the table to calm her down. “Please leave,” I ordered the waitress without sparing her a glance and she ran with her tail between her legs though she didn’t have one like us. “My love, calm down, I only have eyes for you.” I said looking at Rosaria who seemed to be breathing heavily. Shit. She was still angry, I wonder what got her so worked up. “That girl had been flirting with you since we came here, why didn’t you tell her off?”

Instead, he stands and says, “that’s all for now.” Bella stands too. I catch myself following her out of the room and grabbing onto her arm to stop her. She turns around a look of surprise on her face. I let go hesitantly. What has gotten into me? “Are you alright?” She smiles softly. “I’m fine.” Bella’s POV “I’m fine.” He doesn’t seem to believe me. But I can’t find a single hint of pity in his expression. That makes me relax a bit. I came here knowing he was called in too. But I have no idea how he got involved in this, even after he strictly stated that he didn’t want to. It really isn’t my fault though, right?