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His Wife, His Best Friend's Baby

His Wife, His Best Friend's Baby

The cemetery air was heavy, just like my heart, staring at Lily' s name, a scar etched in stone. Then she arrived, Sophia, my wife, leaning into Mark, my best friend. Her hand resting on the slight curve of her stomach twisted my gut. "Lily, from heaven, will surely bless the baby in my womb with health and safety," she sneered, holding her belly. My daughter was dead, and their child, a blessing. I slid my wedding ring off, the symbol of a shattered lie, and let it fall onto the damp earth beside Lily' s grave. I walked away without looking back, leaving everything behind. Later, I overheard Sophia' s sisters mocking me. "What do you bet he comes crawling back in a week?" one giggled. They had no idea. Soon, I found myself serving Mark, Sophia' s lover, even peeling him an apple, a twisted parody of our past intimacy. Her smirk told me she relished my humiliation. Then she dropped the bomb: "We can all be one big, happy family." I handed her the divorce papers, already signed. Sophia laughed, picking up the papers. "You have nothing without me." Suddenly, Mark began to choke, his face turning red. "What did you do?" Sophia shrieked, her eyes blazing, forcing a piece of the apple into my mouth. A sickeningly sweet, nutty taste flooded my senses. Almonds. The room spun, and the first wave of anaphylaxis hit me like a fiery punch. "We found out about the baby almost a year ago, right after… Lily got sick." A year. Lily was still alive when their affair began. They left me there, choking, as they rushed Mark to the hospital. But in that cold, sterile hospital room, a ruthless plan began to form.
A DEAL WITH THE DEVIL ( 365 days contract )

A DEAL WITH THE DEVIL ( 365 days contract )

☠A DEAL WITH THE DEVIL☠ 365 DAYS CONTRACT ❌ PROLOGUE Tags: hatred, revenge, bully, romance, secrets, and betrayal 🌟🌟🌟 A girl of about 19 years old could be seen running away with her friend, from a group of boys who were after them, it gets to a point where her friends couldn't take it anymore cos, he was getting tired Run Dion, faster, they are getting closer,” she said dragging her feet forward I can’t run any longer am getting tired, my legs hurt,” he replied as he slowed down a little Try Dion, we are almost close to the market and we will rest once we get there,” she said encouraging him You have to go without...... she did let him complete whatever he was saying before dragging him out of the place Her name is Melisa ford, a 19 years old college student who is more stubborn than stubbornness itself, her parents tried making her see that she's a woman and not a man, that she needs to change for the better tomorrow but she always says yes to them and tomorrow she will do the worst She has a best friend Dion Stone, who happens to be her partner in crime, they have been friends since childhood and they seem inseparable Oh no, I told you that we shouldn't have done that but you didn't listen now look how we are running like mad people,” Dion cried out as they rushed out of the place followed by the men Just shut up and follow my lead,” she said and Dion holds his mouth that instant Yes boss,” he muttered This way,” she said and run into a place that look more like a fighting ground Catcher,” one of the guys that were after they said and jumped on her, she tried to break free but his hold on her was very strong She was still struggling to break free when the guy suddenly drops dead on the floor That’s my boy, I know you will always find a way to help me,” she muttered thinking it was Dion She arranged her clothes; it was as if the time had stopped as she didn't hear the voice of anyone or anything Dion, have you suddenly gone mu....... the rest of it was stuck in her mouth when her eyes landed on the person who just saved her life She wished the ground will just open and swallow her, she instantly regrets not listening to Dion when he asked her not to cause trouble, she wishes those guys had taken them instead of him saving her He smirked dangerously when he saw the look on her face, he turned around and Dion gasped immediately he saw who it was THE DEVIL,” he mumbled Who is he⁉️ What happens when the two BFFs was forced to separate⁉️ What did they do that made those men be after them⁉️ You don’t want to miss this story trust me! A lot of things are going to happen here Grab your popcorn 🍿
After Exposing My Identity, My Ruthless Husband Begged for Love

After Exposing My Identity, My Ruthless Husband Begged for Love

Sienna Sullivan entered the penthouse not as a bride, but as a business transaction to pay off her family's debts. Manhattan's most ruthless billionaire, Julian Vanderbilt, expected a submissive wife, but he purchased a woman who was secretly a global fashion icon and a lethal operative. When he finally tried to lock her in a gilded cage to "protect" her, Sienna didn't just walk away-she jumped from his moving Rolls-Royce to reclaim her own crown. The arrangement was a psychological prison. Julian paraded fake heroines in her face, never realizing Sienna was the "Ghost," the soldier who had already saved his life in a war zone years ago. While she bled in the shadows to keep his empire from crumbling, he dismissed her as a mousy tutor. The humiliation was absolute as her family mocked her as a "charity case" and Julian treated her like a fragile doll. He ignored the warrior who was the true power behind his throne, choosing to prioritize his own secrets over her safety. She realized Julian didn't want a partner; he wanted a possession to hide in a vault. The discovery that he would never trust the woman beneath the mask was the final betrayal. He only loved the version of her he could control. Sienna finally chose to burn the bridge. After neutralizing an assassin in a designer gown, she tossed her wedding ring into a puddle and vanished into the night. She wasn't running from the fire; she was going back to the desert to finish the war. The Queen has left the board, and the King is coming for blood.
My Ex-husband Doctor

My Ex-husband Doctor

"Congratulations Mrs. Sevara, you are 1 month and 1 week pregnant." The Doctor smiled at the news, I smiled bitterly before holding my stomach. Hey little angel, are you really there? It didn't take me long, he prescribed some vitamins that he said would help me get pregnant. I went straight to my husband's office to tell him this good news, despite what is happening to us, he still has the right to know about it. "Mr. Sevara, your wife is here outside." His secretary said, I saw her nod as an answer before the woman finally let me in. I swallowed three more times before taking the pregnancy test out of my bag but I hadn't finished taking it yet when he dropped a piece of paper in front of me. "When do you plan to sign?" He asked while seriously looking at the divorce papers, I stared at it before sitting in front of him. "Is Azi really gone? Are you really just going to throw everything away?" I bit my lower lip to stop myself from sobbing. Tears came to my eyes one after the other, but I immediately wiped them away. "I don't love you anymore, let's not torture ourselves Jade, let's finish thi—" "I'm Preg—" I cut him off but I was immediately stunned when the door opened. "Hi Azriel! Missed me baby?" Monica, his mistress. "Oh, hello there Jade, just sign." He said boldly, I took the ballpen shakily, I can't. 'to have and to hold, from this day forward, for better for worst, for richer for poorer, in sickness and health, until death us part.' where is the promise you made? where is the man i loved? I closed my eyes tightly before signing the divorce papers. why does this world need to be unfair sometimes? I always question myself where did we go wrong?
Marrying The Man Who Saved Me

Marrying The Man Who Saved Me

My engagement party was supposed to be the happiest day of my life. The ballroom glittered, my custom silk gown flowed, and my fiancé, Liam Thompson, smiled charmingly beside me. Everything was perfect, almost suffocatingly so. Then, Liam leaned in, his breath warm against my ear, and whispered, "I can' t do this, Olivia. I don' t love you. I never have." The world crumbled. My champagne glass trembled, the room' s buzz faded as shock and heartbreak seized me. As I reeled, my mother collapsed, clutching her chest, her panicked cries echoing through the suddenly silent ballroom. Liam, still smiling for the crowd, held me back saying, "Let the paramedics handle it. You' ll only get in the way." The whispers grew, laced with judgment, not for him, but for me, the frozen woman watching her mother suffer. My parents, desperate for the merger to save our struggling business, pleaded with me to reconsider. How could he be so cold? Was our entire relationship a calculated lie for a business deal? Was I so blind to his cruelty, to the manipulative whispers of the struggling musician he was "mentoring"? In that moment, the naive girl who loved him died. I wrenched free from his grasp, declaring, "We' re done, Liam! The engagement is off!" Just as chaos erupted, a calm, steady voice cut through the noise, "I' ll marry her." It was Ethan Thompson, Liam' s older, enigmatic brother, stepping out of the shadows, offering a lifeline I never expected. My future, uncertain yet again, hung in the balance.