The Ex-Wife's Deal with the Devil

am Tate's

every TV station and magazine publisher were fighting to get their microphones cl

er and fooled me so now, I am exposing him, exposi

cause he has been cheating be

a photo of me, the secret wife of this generation's hottest actor, Liam Tate, a

woman was the push I needed to gain this co

oop out of this sensational news. I told them my story, how he forced me to keep this marriage a secret just so he could get hi

m had slept with pretty much e

eporter asked, shoving the microphone she was holding towards my mouth without re

llen on the floor. At first, it was only one drop, but as I continued to stare at my glasses that h

pain I was feeling, but it was impossible to

ve of camera flashes blinded me. I could even hear some of them

ople in front of me cared about what I was feeling. They only see me as headline

ewspapers and gossip magazines, so, naturally, it didn't take long for the court

ed... the financial assets shall remain in the

o nothing in one sentence. Al

who waited outside. While I slipped out the back like a criminal, all because those crazy fangirl

d rejoice now that they had their only daughter back after finally realizing that her college sweetheart was not the o

et out! You are not o

But then again, I was the one who disobeyed their warning. When they told me that ma

t. I had been crashing at her couch for a few days, but unfortunately, Liam's fans had discovered I was staying h

media company was milking this issue to gain money. They painted me as the villainou

ng, so it stopped momentarily to let me climb inside. "Thank you

out from the park's wishing fountain, and took my s

iam's face. Billboards of him were scattered all over the city, his TV commercials were

I thought was only for me, plastered across every pa

reer. I bet he's thinking that he should have gotte

ice behind me, while another one gas

is one of

will overlook one's crimes as lon

in and again, while I tug my coat tighter around me,

ped out, my gaze momentarily lifted, and it landed straight onto another billboard. Bigger than anything. And Liam's face lo

ring our entire marriage tha

othing, and I have nothing.

s about to turn to a corner, a forceful hand grabbed me by the hair and roughly pulled me into a narrow alley, s

ave never encountered such unhinged downright violence

ally i

? It would be so embarrassing if w

k quite a mise

my bag slipped from my shoulder, exposing its pathetic co

lready turned into autopilot. Instinctively curling my

were relentless, and although I could stand up for myself and fight back, I didn't, because if I w

en – s

deliberate. Then the air shifted,

my head buried under my arms, but I could hear the girls' hu

go

t have arrived

through the alley, it was ice-c

h

thing, and not in a way as though

ack coat that swept behind him as he walked. He stopped just in front of me, standing there

aw other men, dressed in black, dragging the three girls who

it! We we

a single passerby arrived to see what the ruckus was about nor came to their rescue. I didn't even see what w

warmth as his thumb gently wiped my tears and the streak of blood on my cheeks. It was an un

r of lips, his emerald eyes below his dark brows stared back at me and his black curls framed his face. A face I did not r

oke again in a velvety voice, h

ho promised you heaven... how about m