Resisting The Alpha

No Longer Mrs. Cooley: The Architect's Return

Xiao Xiaosu

I went to the City Clerk’s office for a routine copy of my marriage license to finalize a trust fund audit. I expected a simple piece of paper, but the clerk’s pitying look told me my entire life was a lie. "The license was never finalized, Ms. Oliver. In the eyes of the state, you are single." The three-hundred-guest wedding at the Plaza and the Vogue features meant nothing. My husband, Gray Cooley, had intentionally filed the documents with a "procedural defect" so he could discard me without a legal divorce. Moments later, an iCloud invite titled "Our Little Secret" popped up on my screen. It was a photo of my best friend, Brylee, holding a positive pregnancy test at our Hamptons estate. Gray’s text to her was the final blow: "Happy anniversary, babe. This baby is the best gift. Once the trust unlocks today, we’re done with the charade." I soon discovered they were even stealing my career, reassigning my architectural masterpiece to Brylee while preparing my eviction notice. Gray's mother called me a "barren mule" in a leaked recording, mocking the infertility I suffered after saving Gray’s life in a construction accident. I wasn't a wife; I was a three-year placeholder used to secure his inheritance. How could the man I bled for treat me like a disposable prop? How could my best friend carry his child while pretending to comfort me through my darkest moments? The betrayal burned until it turned into a cold, hard stone of fury. I didn't cry. Instead, I walked into the penthouse of the Barretts, the Cooleys' most powerful rivals. I signed a marriage contract with Kane Barrett, the man the tabloids called the "Beast of Wall Street." "I want a wedding," I told his father, my voice steady and lethal. "Bigger than the one I had with Gray." If they wanted me gone, they would have to watch me become the woman who owns their world.

Modern Revenge Divorce Revenge Female-centered Divorce

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AZRA's pov

"Are y'all ready?" The referee asked. He saw the bikers nodding and proceeded. On the count of three... two... one... Go!"

Amidst many bikers, I sat on my bike, dons my helmet, hit the accelerator pedal, and waited for my fellow bikers to go ahead of me before taking off on another route.

It's not like others weren't aware of this particular route but they're too scared of risking it. They believe they'll die by taking this route. It's kinda true though, the road isn't paved, it's rocky and due to an uncompleted bridge, they're unable to use it.

That's not the case for me, I've been through here before so I know every route and corner. I know this part is shorter and also knows how to manipulate my way. My nineteen years of training made it possible for me to take risks.

In no time, I saw the broken bridge ahead of me, I didn't stop the bike, rather I *increased* my speed.

Damn, if my brothers see this, they'll panic. Anyone would think I'm crazy but I don't care.

The bike got to the end of the bridge and flew up in the air. "Woo hoo!" I shouted.

A few seconds later, I landed on the other side of the road and continued.

I entered the main route and realize none of the bikers has gotten to this spot. I smiled, sped off to the finish line...then I decided to wait for them.

"Whoa... That was less than ten minutes! How did you do that Azra?"

"It's a secret, I'll tell you if you kiss me" I murmured cockily, winking at him.

Lucas, the referee, raised his hands in mock surrender, or should I say acting referee because he only volunteered for this afternoon. No matter how tempting the offer is, I know he wouldn't dare.

He isn't the only guy afraid of coming close to me, the whole clan was and that's because of my family.

My father, Williams is the leader of the clan, he has five sons from different mothers. They are also bikers, they're fierce, ruthless is feared amongst clans.

I, being the only girl, is like a jewel in the family. They treat me like a princess but it gets tiring at times you know?

"No thanks, I'm better off without it,"

I smirked"Whatever."

Just then, I sighted the bikers. Shaking my head, I put a smug smile on my face. This will never get tiring.

The first bike arrived, followed by the second. third... and so on. They were all my friends.

"Damn Azra! For a minute I thought I won this time" Kelly muttered angrily.

"Wait what? Did she win again? How does she do that? "Another voice chimed in. It was Dale.

They were my best friends, we've been friends from childhood and are the only guys my father allows to get close to me – that doesn't mean he doesn't threaten them. I got down from my bike, smiling as they congratulated me then walked to my best friends and patted their broad shoulders"Keep practicing, I might let you guys win... in future"

"Ahh, this girl... "Dale muttered chasing after me. I snickered and ran away. Suddenly, someone shouted my name, I recognized the voice instantly and turned to see my big brother, Austin standing with a dark look on his face. He's always like that on the outside but deep down, I know he has a sweet spot in him, especially when it comes to me. "Hey, big bro, what's up?"

"Dad sent for you."

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