Deadly Mate

The Ghost Wife's Billion Dollar Tech Comeback

Huo Wuer

Today is October 14th, my birthday. I returned to New York after months away, dragging my suitcase through the biting wind, but the VIP pickup zone where my husband’s Maybach usually idled was empty. When I finally let myself into our Upper East Side penthouse, I didn’t find a cake or a "welcome home" banner. Instead, I found my husband, Caden, kneeling on the floor, helping our five-year-old daughter wrap a massive gift for my half-sister, Adalynn. Caden didn’t even look up when I walked in; he was too busy laughing with the girl who had already stolen my father’s legacy and was now moving in on my family. "Auntie Addie is a million times better than Mommy," my daughter Elara chirped, clutching a plush toy Caden had once forbidden me from buying for her. "Mommy is mean," she whispered loudly, while Caden just smirked, calling me a "drill sergeant" before whisking her off to Adalynn’s party without a second glance. Later that night, I saw a video Adalynn posted online where my husband and child laughed while mocking my "sensitive" nature, treating me like an inconvenient ghost in my own home. I had spent five years researching nutrition for Elara’s health and managing every detail of Caden’s empire, only to be discarded the moment I wasn't in the room. How could the man who set his safe combination to my birthday completely forget I even existed? The realization didn't break me; it turned me into ice. I didn't scream or beg for an explanation. I simply walked into the study, pulled out the divorce papers I’d drafted months ago, and took a black marker to the terms. I crossed out the alimony, the mansion, and even the custody clause—if they wanted a life without me, I would give them exactly what they asked for. I left my four-carat diamond ring on the console table and walked out into the rain with nothing but a heavily encrypted hard drive. The submissive Mrs. Holloway was gone, and "Ghost," the most lethal architect in the tech world, was finally back online to take back everything they thought I’d forgotten.

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THEME : HURTFUL NIGHTMARE

LOCATION: LENA'S APARTMENT (3:00 AM)

Please, please, please don't do this to me!" Lena begged, her voice shaking with fear. "I will do anything, just please don't hurt me."

"Shut up," the masked man said "You've had your chance to beg, now it's time for you to pay the price."

"Please, just let her go," Her mother begged, tears streaming down her face. "She has nothing to do with this.

The masked man's eyes narrowed as he raised his gun, pointing it directly at Lena's head.

"You've done nothing but talk and beg," he said. "It's time for you to be silenced."

Before Lena could even speak, the man pulled the trigger, and she closed her eyes, bracing herself for the end.

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Lena awoke with a start, sweat cascading her body, her heart pounding, she looked around the room, trying to steady her breathing and get her bearings.

The nightmare had been so vivid, so real, and it had felt like she was right back in that moment, facing down the masked man.

But now she was safe, in her own bed. She reached for her phone, checking the time. It was 3:00 a.m., and she knew she wouldn't be able to go back to sleep.

She walked out of the door to the balcony of her room, the passed event that shattered her entire being and destroyed her family came rushing back.

She remembered vividly how the mask men came into her house and massacred her entire family.

She heard the door of her room slowly opened and her best friend Sofia rushed to her. .

" Lena, are you okay?" Sofia asked "I heard you crying out in your sleep. Are you having nightmares again?"

Lena nodded, unable to find her voice. She'd been having the same nightmare for years now, ever since the incident. It had started to feel like she was trapped in a never ending loop of fear and terror.

"It's okay, you're safe now," Sofia said. "Why don't you try to go back to sleep? You need your rest."

Lena nodded her end walking back into her room. But even as she closed her eyes, she couldn't shake the feeling of dread that had taken hold of her.

Would the nightmares ever end? Would she ever be free from the terror of that fateful night?

When will the nightmare end?

When will she ever be free from those nightmares?

Each time she closes her eyes to sleep flashbacks of that unfortunate night always comes to her head, ripping her entire heart and tearing her into pieces.

Each time she closes her eyes to sleep she always sees her mother, her father and her brother in the pool of their own blood.

Her entire existence has been a struggle, her life has been a nightmare, everything about her are dark.

Losing her family to the hands of those monsters was too much for her to take.

She pray and hope to find the monster who ruined her life, killed her family and took her identity away from her.

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STEFANO

In a dark room in an old mansion in Spain, a man was tied up, his arms and legs bound tightly.

His eyes were covered with a blindfold, and he was unable to move.

The man heard a sound, like someone sharpening a knife, and he began to tremble in fear.

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