News Flash Ex-husband, I'm Alive!

Chapter 4 The Shadow Of A Name

Word Count: 875 | Released on: 18/03/2026

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the wet asphalt, the air forced from her lungs by the sheer weight of the two children clinging

abric of Valentina's dress as if she were trying to sew her back into their lives with her fingern

d to peel their small fingers away, her hands trembling with a mix of terror and an inexpli

. "We waited every night at the window! Papa said you were just playing

looked at them through a haze of tears and exhaustion. They had her eyes, the same

nd, Valentina wondered if the paralytic had finally reached her brain

ersection. Panic, sharp and jagged, pierced through her fatigue. She had to run. If Ken

ease..." she whispe

lent. The city's hum, the rain's hiss, it all va

over them, lon

white light of the car's headlamps. He was a titan in dark, expensive wool,

a jawline that could cut through bone and eyes of

. He looked at her like a thief cau

ing the small bump of her stomach. She felt the children tighten their hold on her

hadows, but she was too slow. Her body was

yanked her back toward him with a violent, effortless grace. The heat from h

er chest colliding with the

his scent of sandalwood, leather, and exp

ace to play around," he growled, his voice a low,

ace with a dark, twisted satisfaction. "Enou

he shrieked, her voice crac

men who had emerged from the front of the car, massive,

commanded, his vo

weak muscles flailing against the iron g

nothing. Her silk bag, her only proof of life, was nearly knocked from

don't understand

oved her into the plush, leather-scented darkness of

r fingers clawing at the handle, but a hea

as tr

in a cage of luxury. The car roared to life, surging forward with a predatory growl, leaving t

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“"I know you're pregnant, Valentina. That's why you have to die tonight. Two lives for the price of one, efficiency was always my strong suit." On her third wedding anniversary, Valentina was gifted a shallow grave. Her husband, Kennedy, the man she adored, was never a billionaire. He was a fraud who drugged her, watched her drown in a poisoned bath, and ordered her burial so he could marry his mistress. He didn't know the gardener would hesitate. He didn't know she would crawl out of the mud, pregnant, broken, and alive. And he never imagined that ghosts would come back with teeth. Dragged from the storm by Ian Kingston, the Titan of industry, Valentina is saved by a man so powerful that Kennedy is nothing more than a disposable bookkeeper in his empire. To the world, Ian is a monster. To Valentina, he is survival. But Ian doesn't see a victim. He sees Misha, his vanished wife, the mother of his two children, the woman who disappeared without a trace. "You have 365 days to prove you aren't her, little bird. Until then, you will sleep in my bed, wear my name, and obey every rule I set." Trapped in a deadly case of mistaken identity, Valentina signs the contract. She becomes Misha Kingston, cold, ruthless, untouchable. Wrapped in emerald silk and Ian's dark protection, she walks back into the world that tried to bury her. The next time Kennedy sees his dead wife, she isn't in a coffin. She's in the arms of his boss. Wearing a queen's crown. Looking down at him from a throne of gold. But as Ian's control turns into obsession, Valentina faces an impossible truth. She is hiding a child conceived by her enemy... While being claimed by a king who refuses to let her go. He buried a wife. He's about to kneel before a Goddess.”