Love Unbreakable
Comeback Of The Adored Heiress
Bound By Love: Marrying My Disabled Husband
Return, My Love: Wooing the Neglected Ex-Wife
Unspoken Hearts: My Neglected Mute Wife's Escape
Moonlit Desires: The CEO's Daring Proposal
Love After Divorce
Tears Of The Moon: A Dance With Lycan Royalty
Who Dares Claim The Heart Of My Wonderful Queen?
A Second Chance With My Billionaire Love
Tracey's POV
"I'll fuck his brain out tonight."
I said to myself as I took a glance at her own reflection in the mirror.
In the hot steam of the bathroom, my perfectly toned body looked amazing.
Being the voted hottest cheerleader, winner of beauty pageant, and social influencer, I used to have hundreds of admirers in college and millions of followers online.
And I gave it all up when I got married to Lucas Plarre three years ago.
I used to be madly in love with him. The reason was obvious -
He was so freakin' hot and I wasn't blind.
I mean, who wouldn't love Lucas Plarre?
He was a self-made multibillionaire in the pharmaceutical industry and the hottest bachelor in Dayton City at that time, so it took me quite some effort to secure our marriage.
And that effort included warding off his long-time girlfriend Jessica.
When I got married to him, no one had expected our marriage would turn out to be nothing but a piece of paper.
For entire three years, that mother fucker had never touched me.
Not even once.
That wasn't fair. He knew that the only thing that I had always wanted was a husband and a child.
Before anything gets weird, hear me through - Lucas Plarre isn't gay. I saw his collection of porn and it blew my mind. But the crux was he couldn't get over with his highschool sweetheart Laura, who passed away after suffering from years of chronic pain.
He loved her so much that he couldn't bear the thought of touching other women.
If he hadn't wanted my father's support in his pharmaseutical company, or if my father hadn't pressed him hard, he wouldn't have agreed to marry me.
And he told me on our wedding night that he would never ever touch me.
And after three years of marriage without being touched, I finally had enough.
Tonight is the night.
I've been calculating my ovulation for days and I will finally get what I want -
After tonight, I will be pregnant with his child and he will regret not touching me in the past three years.
I put on the hottest Lingerie and walked out of the bathroom.
I intentionally slapped the door, so he raised his head from a pile of documents to look at me.
"What the f...?!" Lucas frowned.
He didn't look enticed.
Instead, he looked vexed, putting down the glass of sparkling water that I had just poured for him.
"Today is your birthday, darling," I said in a luring voice, fiddling with his tie.
He pulled his tie back and looked at me with a deadpan face, "Put on your clothes right now. I need to talk to you."
"Yes, boss." I leaned against his table with my legs spread open like a slut. "Tell me what you want."
Lucas picked up a folder from the table and threw it in front of me.
"I want a divorce," he said.
"What?!" I was petrified.
I want to get pregnant and he wants a divorce?! Talking about not being on the same page!
"You've heard me. Loud and clear. That's our divorce papers. I've already signed it. Now you need to sign it." He said in a cold, indifferent voice.
I was still processing this whole thing. My mind raced fast as I remained still and silent.
"Both you and me know that our marriage is a mistake. We need to end it right now." His voice started to get impatient. " I don't love you. You can dress up like a whore or do whatever you want, but nothing is going to change this fact. Do you understand?"