She fell into her sister's trap and had a one night stand that left her pregnant. Four years later, when she returned with her kid, a charming but bossy gentleman entered her life. From the moment she laid eyes on him, she found him familiar, but couldn't figure out why until she saw her son stand next to that man...
Slap!
Wendy Finch was smacked in the face. Her skin tingled with pain and her head buzzed.
She staggered a few steps back, one hand instinctively covering her bulging belly while the other one held her swollen cheek.
"Wendy, you heartless bitch! How dare you do this to Eris?! You've always been against us ever since my daughter and I became part of this family. To think that you would resort to hurting Eris with a knife... If anything bad happens to my daughter, I will never forgive you, Wendy Finch!"
Cacia Brown turned away then and walked to the living room.
She crouched to the floor and held her bleeding daughter.
"It's not my fault! I didn't do anything!" Wendy clutched at Brian Oliver's sleeve as though it were her last lifeline. "Brian, trust me, please! I really didn't do it!"
"Didn't you?" Brian asked, shaking her off and glaring at her with burning eyes. "There was nobody else in here besides the two of you! Are you saying that Eris hurt herself on purpose?"
"But she did! She stabbed herself!"
"You bitch! Go to hell!"
Brian was livid. He couldn't stand it anymore.
He raised a leg and landed a solid kick on Wendy's belly, sending her sprawling backwards. Her belly hit the corner of the table, sending sharp pain shooting all over her body.
"Ah!"
She screamed in pain and fell to the floor, her arms cradling her belly.
She could feel something hot and wet trickle down her legs.
It frightened her desperately.
"Brian..."
"I was so blind to refuse your kind-hearted sister in order to be with a vicious woman like you, Wendy!"
Wendy's heart sank. Her entire world had just crumbled.
An hour ago, she was waiting for Brian to take her to the hospital for her prenatal checkup. Eris had gotten in her way, stopping her and showing a photo of herself and Brian in the act of making love.
"Brian and I have been in love for a long time!" Eris had mocked her. "He doesn't love you anymore!
Do you want to know why he hasn't broken up with you yet? Are you thinking it's because you are carrying his baby? Ha ha! Stop daydreaming! Did you really think I would let you have Brian's baby? The baby in your belly is not his at all!
I'm the only one who loves him the most in the world!
And I am willing to pay any price in order to be with him!"
Nothing could have prepared Wendy for what had happened next, but she eventually learned what Eris had meant by "any price." The doorbell had rung, and Eris had grabbed a knife from the kitchen and plunged it into her own abdomen.
It had all happened so fast, with Cacia rushing into the scene screaming and Brian kicking the front door open to get inside.
And here they were now.
Wendy turned to look at Eris.
The other woman was lying in her mother's arms, weak and bloody. But then she smirked at Wendy.
Horrified disbelief was added into the maelstrom of emotions Wendy was feeling.
How could a person bear to hurt themselves just to get what they wanted?
Another bout of pain burst from Wendy's belly.
She was bleeding!
She had lost a considerable amount of blood at this point, and she could feel that her face had gone pale. She reached out a hand toward Brian in a desperate plea. "Brian, our baby, our baby..."
"It's not ours! It's just yours!"
"What? What did you say?"
"I might as well tell you the truth right now!" He strode over to Eris and held her in his arms, his face full of concern. "Eight months ago, on the night of your cousin's wedding, I'm not the one who had sex with you!"
Wendy Finch widened her eyes in horror.
"What? Is that true?"
"I was with Eris that night. She was young and impulsive back then. She laced your drink and found you a gigolo. Didn't you retire to the mountainside villa after the wedding? I arrived the next day, and Eris told me everything. I was afraid that if you learned the truth, you would report her to the police. I can't let Eris have a crime record. That's why I decided to let you believe that it was me you slept with that night. But all of it is a lie!"
"Eris was young... and impulsive?" Wendy muttered incredulously, her voice trembling. And then she started yelling. "What about me then?! I deserved a choice with whom to lose my virginity and whose baby to carry! How could you trap me like that?"
Holding Eris tighter, Brian shot Wendy a look of disdain. "I wanted to break up with you after that night! I only hesitated because of the three years we've shared. I always thought you were an innocent and kind girl, and I couldn't bring myself to hurt you back then. But I know now that your gentle facade is fake! You actually tried to kill Eris today!
I've been so foolish for not seeing your true colors sooner! Let's end everything here. From now on, we have nothing to do with each other!"
After saying that, he rose, Eris still in his arms. He strode out of the house without a single backward glance at Wendy.
The pain in her abdomen was only growing by the minute.
Her bleeding had not stopped, and she was already feeling dizzy.
She lay back on the cold hard floor and ran a hand over her round belly, tears streaming down her face.
The hatred she felt in that moment was overwhelming.
She hated them so much!
How happy she had been when she had found out that she was pregnant, because she had thought it to be the fruit of her love with her destined man.
She had been looking forward to giving birth, too, and had even imagined what the baby would look like countless times. Would it look like her, or Brian?
But he now told her that all she had known was a lie.
Those people... How could they cheat on her like this!
Bang!
The door was slammed shut.
Wendy closed her eyes in despair, but a shadow loomed above her.
She opened her eyes and found Cacia sneering at her.
"Are you in a lot of pain? This is just the beginning!"
"What are you going to do? No!"
"What am I going to do? Of course I going to get rid of you for my daughter's sake!"
Wendy was filled with cold dread, and she tried to wriggle away from the older woman. "Are you planning on killing me? That would be murder!"
"Murder? Ha ha! You fell down and hit the corner of the table all by yourself, resulting in a miscarriage and massive bleeding. Your eventual death would have nothing to do with me!"
With that, Cacia put a foot down on Wendy's belly, exerting force on her heel.
"Ah! Stop!" Stop!"
"Don't blame me, Wendy Finch! After all, you are the daughter of Cassie Smith. Both you and your mother are just bitches who made the mistake of going against Eris and me! Cassie Smith stood in my way, so I killed her. And now that you're standing in my daughter's way, I will kill you as well!"
Despite her panic, shock still came over Wendy.
"You killed my mother?"
"So what?" Cacia kicked her again, grinning with satisfaction as Wendy screamed. "I threw your pathetic mother into the sea to be shark food! Didn't you love each other so deeply? I will send you to accompany her in hell shortly!"
Cacia kicked again, and again, and again.
Wendy could feel her body grow cold, and she was slowly losing consciousness. She had become numb to the pain.
The strong, metallic smell of blood permeated the air, and her white dress was now dyed in dark red.
Her eyes were filled with hatred as her sight soon got swallowed up by darkness.
Rumors said that Lucas married an unattractive woman with no background. In the three years they were together, he remained cold and distant to Belinda, who endured in silence. Her love for him forced her to sacrifice her self-worth and her dreams. When Lucas' true love reappeared, Belinda realized that their marriage was a sham from the start, a ploy to save another woman's life. She signed the divorce papers and left. Three years later, Belinda returned as a surgical prodigy and a maestro of the piano. Lost in regret, Lucas chased her in the rain and held her tightly. "You are mine, Belinda."
"You're mine, little puppy," Kylan growled against my neck. A soft gasp escaped my lips as his lips brushed my skin. My mind screamed at me to push him away-the Lycan Prince who had humiliated me again and again, but my body betrayed me, leaning into him before I could stop myself. He pressed his lips against mine, and his kiss grew more aggressive, more possessive as I felt my legs weaken. What was I doing? In a split-second, I pulled away and slapped him hard across the face. Kylan's eyes darkened, but the smirk on his lips exposed his amusement. "You and I both know we can't fight this, Violet," he said, gripping my wrist. "You're my mate." "And yet you don't want me," I replied. "You told me you were ashamed of me, that l'd never be your queen, that you'd never love me. So please, accept my rejection and let me go." "Never," he whispered, his grip tightening as he pulled me closer. "Soon enough, you'll be begging for me. and when you do-I'll use you as I see fit and then I'll reject you."
"You're a creepy bastard." His eyes smolder me and his answering grin is nothing short of beautiful. Deadly. "Yet you hunger for me. Tell me, this appetite of yours, does it always tend toward 'creepy bastards'?" **** Widower and ex-boss to the Mafia, Zefiro Della Rocca, has an unhealthy fixation on the woman nextdoor. It began as a coincidence, growing into mere curiosity, and soon, it was an itch he couldn't ignore, like a quick fix of crack for an addict. He didn't know her name, but he knew every inch of her skin, how it flushed when she climaxed, her favourite novel and that every night she contemplated suicide. He didn't want to care, despising his rapt fascination of the woman. She was in love with her abusive husband. She was married, bound by a contract to the Bratva's hitman. She was off-limits. But when Zefiro wanted something, it was with an intensity that bordered on madness. He obsessed, possessed, owned. There'd be bloodshed if he touched her, but the sight of blood always did fascinate him. * When Susanna flees from her husband, she stumbles right into the arms of her devilishly handsome neighbour with a brooding glare. He couldn't stand her, but she needed him, if she was ever going to escape her husband who now wanted her dead. Better the devil you know than the angel you don't. She should have recalled that before hopping into Zefiro's car and letting him whisk her away to Italy. Maybe then, she wouldn't have started an affair with him. He was the only man who touched her right, and the crazy man took no small pains in ensuring he would be the last.
My boyfriend called, "Baby!" as he jumped out of bed and scrambled to pull his pants off the ground. "Please, I can explain my love." Shutting my eyes, I inhaled deeply and tried not to cry when I realized that my dream of the man not being my boyfriend had been dashed. "What?" I asked, "What do you want to explain?" How did you lie about having a business meeting while you were in bed enjoying yourself with my best friend, even though I told you I was in serious pain, is that it?" I stood there, my heart pounding, and tears streaming down my face...
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!
To the public, she was the CEO's executive secretary. Behind closed doors, she was the wife he never officially acknowledged. Jenessa was elated when she learned that she was pregnant. But that joy was replaced with dread as her husband, Ryan, showered his affections on his first love. With a heavy heart, she chose to set him free and leave. When they met again, Ryan's attention was caught by Jenessa's protruding belly. "Whose child are you carrying?!" he demanded. But she only scoffed. "It's none of your business, my dear ex-husband!"
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