In a world where possessive and powerful men rule, they can be arrogant, ruthless, and cruel. This world, Camille Riley exist in. What can be worst when she finds out that her partner who she has been married to for years only sees her as a tool to uplift his damaged image? He used her and betrayed her, neglecting all her sacrifices. When his true love returns, he presented Camille Riley with a paper, not just any paper but a divorce paper. Her three years of marriage lost. Will she face the challenge head on or will she admit defeat?
"A d-divorce? Why?" Camille asked her husband Fredrick.
"I never love you. Stop being dramatic."'
"It was an arrangement. Your father got his share of the profit and I got the company, plus a good-looking wife to improve my bad reputation. The company is in my hands now. So, I don't need you anymore. I want a divorce."
"Is it because of Cassie?" She asked in frustration.
Camille was already aware that he always loved her twin sister Cassie. He had broken up with her before their marriage in the past because she was disliked by his father and he didn't want him to marry her. Besides, Camille was the heir to their father's company. So, it will benefit his father if she marries Fredrick rather than Cassie getting married to him.
"That's none of your business. Just sign the papers," he said impatiently.
"No I won't do that," She exclaimed crying, "I love you, Fred. I sacrificed my career for your company and our family. I know you love my sis, but I still choose to marry you and help you out. If we divorce my father will withdraw his next round of investment."
Fredrick suddenly grabbed her jaw in anger, squeezing it tight, forcing her head back to look at him. His eyes were dark, full of hostility which ached her heart.
"Watch me, you and your father can't threaten me anymore. I am the master of this house and you are nothing but a headache that I wanted to get rid of so bad!" he spat furiously squeezing her jaw painfully.
She cried in pain, "You're hurting me."
She was trying to pull away from him, but his grip was strong. Her hands pushed against his chest but in vain. Her eyes began to get blurry when his grip suddenly loosened and he pushed her on the floor, throwing the divorce papers on her.
"I have always loved Cassie. Just sign those papers and leave my life forever."
She coughed many times clutching her throat, and her whole body began to tremble. A choked sob escaped her lips and she glanced up at him. Her cries turned into whimpers as she looked at her husband who had become so violent that she didn't even recognize him anymore.
He never loved her or cared for her throughout their three years of marriage but he had never treated her so brutally.
What had come over him and why was he treating her like that? He never even shouted at her ever. So why now? Is it all because Cassie is back in his life?
"I won't give up so easily," she told him confidently.
"You don't have the guts to fight. You'll meet my lawyer next time."
Seeing the hatred in his eyes, her heart wrecked into a million pieces. He turned around, walked out, and slammed the door.
She cried and cried then she fell asleep in tears. When she woke up the next morning, she took a quick shower and wore a casual black dress and a pair of black flats, she didn't put on any makeup and her hair was down.
Camille went to Cassie's house to meet her. She's her twin sister and her husband's true love. They dated for four years in the past.
"Oh look who's here." Cassie greeted with a knowing smile, mocking her for her messed up situation. She looked more beautiful with her new hairstyle.
She didn't reply, just sat down, poured a cup of tea, and drank it.
"Fredrick told me the news. You're divorcing. And after what you did for him. What a shame."
Cassie never saw Camille as her sister, she always saw her as someone who steals her things. She's always hated her.
"Don't come in between my marriage, Cassie," she pleaded with her.
She laughed and shook her head. "Oh no, darling, this is my moment to shine. Fredrick is finally mine. I've been waiting for three years."
Camille looked at her with tears in her eyes. "Why are you so fixated on my husband?" she asked as her voice cracked.
Cassie shrugged casually, elegantly sipping her black tea. "You were an intruder in our relationship. I just take back what's mine. So don't talk about me ruining your life when it was never happy to begin with."
Camille glared at her gritting her teeth. "Cassie, I never did that. You've always been my sister...."
"Sister?" She sneered, rolling her eyes boredly. "Please don't insult me."
Cassie stole all her boyfriends, never let any attention get to her, and blamed her for getting all the attention from their father. But it was never her fault, she was a lonely kid.
With a heavy sigh, she pleaded again. "Please, Cassie. If you don't come in between in my marriage-"'
"Your marriage? There's no such thing. I'm taking him back. And he loves me, he doesn't love you. So, why crying now?" She laughed.
"Cassie, please. I'm begging you. Let me keep my family."
She smiled wickedly. "Why will you keep something that was never yours to begin with?"
"Please, Cassie," she desperately begged like a pathetic home wrecker that she was being accused of.
"Shut up! You're annoying," Camille flinched as she threw the cup which shattered on the floor.
"' I'll have him and you'll get nothing! You had your time with him. I broke up with him under duress between two families but Fred brought me back," she let out angrily.
"He is my husband. My!" Camille declared, looking up at her through her tear-stained eyes.
She rolled her eyes, crossing her arms in front of her. "' Not anymore."
After saying that, she looked up at Camille who was standing in front of her.
"Sister," Cassie called softly, coming up to her, and looking at her guiltily and tenderly. "I'm sorry, we didn't expect things to turn out this way...I and Fredrick...we didn't mean it...please forgive us!"
Camille looked at her coldly, her face expressionless.
"What is she up to now?"
Cassie had a pale face, sobbing, she grabbed Camille's arm and said, "Sister, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to come in between your marriage with Fredrick, please don't be angry with us, everything is my fault, if you want to scold or fight, just do it!"
Camille looked at her sudden weak and fearless appearance and felt disgusted. She shook her hands off surprised at her sudden change in attitude.
It didn't take much strength, but Cassie's body suddenly stumbled, and her entire body fell to the ground.
"Cassie!"
Fredrick screamed from behind and rushed to help her up, yelling in a low angry voice, "Camille! What are you doing? Why did you push her?"
"I-I didn't..."
Camille turned pale and subconsciously wanted to explain, but was interrupted by Cassie.
"F-Fredrick, please don't blame my sister, I'm the one who is trying to come in between your marriage, don't say she pushed me, even If she hit me and scolded me, it's still the right thing to do," Cassie said while crying.
Camille's pupils shrank, shock written all over her face. She lifted her head and met Fredrick's disappointed eyes.
"I didn't think you'd turn out like this, why do you have to hurt Cassie? How dare you push her? Your sister!"
Camille opened her mouth and the explanation suddenly choked in her throat, sticking out like a thorn across the place.
"Do you think that I pushed her?"
"Yes, I saw it with my own eyes. You're a ruthless woman, I was wrong about you after all these years!"
Camille stood there, unable to believe what she was hearing.
She turned to Cassie and her eyes flashed with malice and self-satisfaction.
A slow chill spread all over her heart.
"No more lies. No more tricks. I'm getting rid of you!"
"It was all Cassie. She planned this. She hates me and she wants to ruin our life," She cried desperately, clutching his chest.
"Shut up, Camille! You're the one who ruined our life! Get OUT! You're not allowed to be here!" Yanking her hands off him he pushed her away mercilessly and walked away with Cassie.
She blinked back her tears at his ruthlessness. "Fred, please. Don't do this, I'm your wife," she begged, running after him, and trying to hold him.
He pushed her back again and turned around with an enraging and disgusted expression. "WE ARE DIVORCED! Stay away from me and Cassie. I will harm you for what you've done if you stay another second in front of me."
"She's lying Fred. She's trying to destroy us, and she's framing me up. Please believe me this time, please..." she cried, pulling on his shirt to stop him from leaving her.
SLAP!!!
Cassie ran to hold him. "It's alright Fred. You don't have to go too far."
He turned back with a dark face, eyes piercing through hers. "You know what? I would have taken pity on you and let you stay for a while in this marriage for your sake. But after seeing your true self," He leaned closer, his furious glare making her gulp.
"So you want me to get out after all we've been through together?"
"It was all an act. Don't delude yourself. We both moved in because our family forced us to."
How could he say that? Why is he so heartless and selfish? Her hands were shaking and her teeth were grinding together, her jaw so tense that her head hurt.
Cassie suddenly bent her head, holding her forehead as she whimpered softly in pain, "Fredrick, I feel dizzy."
Camille watched as Fredrick held her, his eyes were filled with so much care. He never once looked at her that way. He never cared when she caught a cold. Even in his sleep, all he mentioned was Cassie.
Fredrick touched Cassie's forehead and turned to Camille glaring at her angrily. "I swear if any harm comes to Cassie, I won't let you off easily."
"Sign the divorce papers and get out!" Leanna got married to pay a debt, but she was betrayed by her husband and shunned by her in-laws. Seeing that her efforts were in vain, she agreed to divorce and claimed her half of the properties. With her purse plump from the settlement, Leanna enjoyed her newfound freedom. The constant harassment from her ex's mistress never fazed her. She took back her identities as top hacker, champion racer, medical professor, and renowned jewelry designer. Then someone discovered her secret. Matthew smiled. "Will you have me as your next husband?"
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?
Bailey seems to be never destined to fit in, a little geeky, but under it all, a hidden beauty that so many seem to miss, but still not what her pack Alpha is looking for in a fated mate... so he is determined to reject her and make her life hell. Bailey, knowing her life will likely never be the same focuses on what she can control, her future, and heads off to study; becoming a teacher. Asher is the Beta of Autumn Valley Pack, a neighbouring pack. A broken man having suffered the loss of his mate after a rogue attack, Asher is slowly crumbling. Falling to pieces. A shadow of his former self, and not a man that anyone wants to be around anymore... Until, Autumn Valley Pack require a new teacher, and Bailey finds herself there and pushed together with the Beta. Is there a connection building or is that in their imaginations? And what will happen when Bailey's mate comes back to claim what is his?
"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."
Rumors claimed that Fernanda, newly back with her family, was nothing more than a violent country bumpkin. Fernanda just flashed a casual, dismissive grin in response. Another rumor suggested that the usually rational Cristian had lost all sense, madly in love with Fernanda. This frustrated her. She could tolerate gossip about herself, but slander against her beloved crossed the line! Gradually, as Fernanda's multiple identities as a celebrated designer, a savvy gamer, an acclaimed painter, and a successful business magnate came to light, everyone realized they were the ones who had been fooled.
Elin spent twenty years deeply loving her husband, finally marrying him just as she'd always dreamed. But reality shattered her illusions—he wasn't the man she believed. Instead, he callously destroyed her family, crushing her heart beyond repair. At her lowest point, Ruben, equally betrayed that night, approached her steadily. "Marry me, Elin. I'll help you take revenge." Yet, after their wedding, she quickly discovered he was dangerously unpredictable. "I made a mistake. Let's divorce..." Ruben slid his arm possessively around her waist, whispering a chilling promise, "Only in death."