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All she wants is to become an heir just to get back at those who taunt her. However, that's only possible if she brings home her husband. Unfortunately, she recently got divorced and that seems impossible. His mission was to eliminate her within 24 hours just so she wouldn't become the heiress. However, things go awry when he accidentally becomes her substitute husband, and he finds himself unraveling a dark past attached to this woman. Would he be able to eliminate her? Would she become the heiress she wishes to be when everyone wants her dead?
Lindsey POV
The older I get, I realize it's best to let someone go, because loving is hard just the way I forgot about Miguel, my first crush. I'd certainly forget about Gary, my husband.
I had given up my family and become his housewife just for the sake of love. I never got in return.
As long as he was happy, I was willing to die for him. Certainly because I thought he'd be the one to save me from my nightmares.
What I got in return was a divorce claim and his last words:
"Even though you're the last woman on earth, I'd never choose you"
I went back to my home to prove to Gary and his family that I wasn't the pauper I tend to be.
I was the daughter of the most influential family in the city, and I'd make them pay.
However, it breaks me that I sacrificed my precious years for him.
That's why I found myself at a bar, drowning in my misery and getting lost in my thoughts.
"Why's a pretty lady drinking all by herself in a bar?" A voice interrupted and, feeling so heavy, I raised my eyes to meet him.
It felt like an illusion as this stranger was close to me, but that wasn't the shock. I was literally staring at my first crush, Miguel.
I ignored him, not wanting my heart to melt in his presence. If he was this close years ago, I would have ended up with him.
"It kills burying your problems to yourself" he muttered, and then ordered two bottles of martini, which he handed one to me.
"Why are you here?" I questioned, staring into his eyes and feeling a bit tipsy.
"Heartbreak", he muses, and I suddenly giggle. Miguel doesn't get heartbroken; he was the opposite. He pressured me to tell me about my worries, and it took a lot of contemplation to open up because he was acting as though we were close or something.
His doleful eyes at me when he gulped that martini, got me jinxed. We'd never meet again and so there was no harm in opening up about my relationship.
When he had seen the burnt on my skin, the anger and grief in his eyes felt as though he'd murdered Gary.
However, I tried hard to bury that old feeling because I don't trust men anymore.
"That fool doesn't deserve you" he mutters, and I rolled my eyes, not quite interested in what he was saying.
"Hey, do you want me to kill him for you?" he added, and I only chuckled, but his gaze was serious on me.
"I'm waiting for your response... Lindsey, anything you want me to do, I'd do it".
Shit! He knows my name. Miguel was always someone who was hard to see in person and barely noticed me back then.
I was lost in his gaze and I can't really recall what happened last night except the memory of us kissing.
I just hope it ends there. Right now, I'm standing at my family's mansion. It's been five years, and I was here to become the heiress of the family business. With that power, I can make my enemies weep.
It's been five years away from home and my return will cause some problems.
I slowly raised my gaze and found my father on the balcony, his eyes peering at me.
"The prodigal daughter returns", his voice mutters, and I scoffed unbelievably.
His intense gaze sent a cold running down my spine.
He was a tough man, who never saw through my pains all the years I'd spent in this house.
"Welcome back, Ms Lindsey" one of the maids whispered, distracting me from my father and I lowered my gaze at her.
My heart felt weak as the servants welcomed me warmly, but I wore no smile. I ignored them and walked inside.
Not everyone wanted me back. My competitive step brothers, but no one terrifies me as Damian, the second child, is my nightmare.
I walked through the hallway, scrutinizing every path I took until I got to my designated room.
This house had so many tragic memories attached to it and even if it were a beautiful palace, in my heart, it will always remain the devil's lair.
I shuddered when he was the first I saw a distance from my room.
He was the reason I ran away from home in the first place.
Damian gave me a dirty smile, his eyes lurching at me and I felt my breath cease.
I trembled where I stood as fear engulfed me.
"Hey love!" he exclaimed, and I sulked my breath sulked.
I couldn't move as my body suddenly ached. My heartfelt heaven. I was vibrating.
Damian had his hands in his pockets, as he catwalked closer to me. My head lowered at his feet.
All it took him was a step, and he was encroaching on my personal space.
He trapped the space between us, banging my back on my door.
His broad chest pinned against my breast. My lips part slightly, as if I feared for my life.
He kept steady eye contact with raised brows, his feet pointed inwards as he placed his hand in the position of his heart.
We were both staring intensively, and I could sense bewilderment in his eyes.
A sided smile escaped his lips as I twisted my hand into claws. I couldn't even defend myself as I was melting slowly just as he took my breath away.
He leaned his lips to my ear, his fingers brushed my cheek as I could feel his breath all over my face.
I suck my breath, feeling so hot and my body weakens.
"Seems my little puppet came back" he whispered, and I stuttered backward, but the door trapped me with him.
He chuckled evilly at me, while licking his lower lips. The best way to avoid him was to shun him, but that seemed impossible.
I tried to regain my breath, intending to push him away, but he held my wrist and pulled me closer to himself.
His eyes darken at me as passion and lust fill him up. I froze, leaning to the door as we exchanged breath.
"I miss you bitch"
Before I could wrench myself out of his grip, he had scooped me in his hands and my heart flustered.
I was void of thoughts as he squeezed me so hard in his arms I could feel my bones crack.
I could feel his heartbeat, as fast as mine. My body itches as my breath grasps in my throat.
I struggled out of his grip, almost weeping. Flashes of horrible memories flooded my head.
He tried to kiss me, but I shoved my face away. Fear flushes through me as his hotness simmers through my dress.
He makes me nervous, and his hand kneads my butt. I hated myself for remaining in that position.
He rubbed his concealed cock against my pussy and I felt it, standing erect in his pants.
His hands kept banging my body on his, and I went limp with no one to break me out of his hold.
"Shhh, stop being a wild cat Lindsey, I'm welcoming you home" he whispers.
"Let me go! "I swear I'd scream!" I threatened, and he held my lips, kissing me ardently so that I felt vulnerable.
I knew he didn't mind slamming me on this door and fucking me right there. He dragged his lips from my mouth and I panted heavily.
"Argh, those lips were always mine" he proudly declared with a devilish smile, and I became speechless.
He'd get away with it, just as he always does. I felt wet and lost, letting out an unintentional moan.
I could hear his grin, like I was enjoying it, and then I felt his lips planting kisses on my neck.
"I know you miss me too, Lindsey, you want me, that's why you're back," he claims in a seductive tone.
Rachel used to think that her devotion would win Brian over one day, but she was proven wrong when his true love returned. Rachel had endured it all—from standing alone at the altar to dragging herself to the hospital for an emergency treatment. Everyone thought she was crazy to give up so much of herself for someone who didn’t return her feelings. But when Brian received news of Rachel’s terminal illness and realized she didn’t have long to live, he completely broke down. "I forbid you to die!" Rachel just smiled. She no longer needed him. "I will finally be free."
After three secretive years of marriage, Eliana never met her enigmatic husband until she was served with divorce papers and learned of his extravagant pursuit of another. She snapped back to reality and secured a divorce. Thereafter, Eliana unveiled her various personas: an esteemed doctor, legendary secret agent, master hacker, celebrated designer, adept race car driver, and distinguished scientist. As her diverse talents became known, her ex-husband was consumed by remorse. Desperately, he pleaded, "Eliana, give me another chance! All my properties, even my life, are yours."
Season 1: Vanessa Saxon was once married to Luca Kensington, the cold and distant CEO of K Group. But when she was seven months pregnant, her adopted sister, Beatriz Langley, falsely accused her of having an affair with her best friend, Daxton Radcliffe, and carrying his child. The worst part? Luca believed Beatriz. In a fit of rage, Luca demanded their baby be removed prematurely, leading to a tragic event where Vanessa nearly died from the ordeal. Saved by Daxton, Vanessa disappeared. Now, five years later, she returns-stronger and determined-alongside her daughter, Isla Saxon, to exact her revenge on those who wronged her. SEASON 2: Framed for a crime she didn't commit, Senna Thorne lost everything-her family, her freedom, and the man she once loved. Betrayed and abandoned, she was sentenced to a fate worse than death. Magnus Voss, the ruthless billionaire who once held her heart, now sees her as nothing more than a murderer, a woman unworthy of mercy. But when fate grants her a second chance, she returns under a new name, Zara Skye-no longer the broken woman he cast aside. Yet Magnus refuses to let go. He sees her, he feels her, and deep down, he knows-she is the ghost that haunts him, the love he once destroyed. But this time, Senna isn't here for love. She's here for vengeance. When their paths collide once more, will he uncover the truth before it's too late? Or will her revenge burn them both to ashes?
Kara Martin was known as Miss Perfect. She was a beauty with good personality and successful career. Unfortunately, her life changed at one night. She was accused of adultery, losing her job, and abandoned by her fiance. The arrogant man who slept with her did not want to take responsibility. He even threatened to kill her if they met again. What's worse, Kara was pregnant with twins and she chose to give birth to them. Four and a half years later, Kara returned to work at a large company. As the secretary, she would frequently face their notorious CEO. Kara thought it wouldn't be a problem, but as it turned out ... the CEO was the father of the twins!
Belinda thought after divorce, they would part ways for good - he could live his life on his own terms, while she could indulge in the rest of hers. However, fate had other plans in store. "My darling, I was wrong. Would you please come back to me?" The man, whom she once loved deeply, lowered his once proud head humbly. "I beg you to return to me." Belinda coldly pushed away the bouquet of flowers he had offered her and coolly replied, "It's too late. The bridge has been burned, and the ashes have long since scattered to the wind!"
After two years of marriage, Sadie was finally pregnant. Filled with hope and joy, she was blindsided when Noah asked for a divorce. During a failed attempt on her life, Sadie found herself lying in a pool of blood, desperately calling Noah to ask him to save her and the baby. But her calls went unanswered. Shattered by his betrayal, she left the country. Time passed, and Sadie was about to be wed for a second time. Noah appeared in a frenzy and fell to his knees. "How dare you marry someone else after bearing my child?"