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Elara's life had been a miserable one. Her fiance preferred her younger sister, her parents didn't love her, and her younger sister snatched all her opportunities. She had stayed away, breaking off all relations with her fiance and family, building her career. Yet, they still didn't let her go. She died under their scheme, in their attempt to please a young heiress. Unexpectedly, she got another chance when she came back in time. This time, she was like a spirit that crawled out of hell, collecting the debts for every single day that she had suffered. Her fiance regretted it, begging for her to take him back! Her sister, her parents, and those who had done her wrong each received their retribution. She thought that meeting Ezra Miller was another variation in her fate because she regressed in time. However, she found out that things weren't as simple as they seemed. He might be the key to unraveling more secrets in both previous and this life. Sequel to Rebirth of the Billionaire's Abandoned Wife [STAND-ALONE STORY]
Elara Whitmore had sacrificed so much, so much that she didn't remember anymore.
Her parents showered her younger sister with love. Their actions were the opposite for her.
"Our properties will be under your younger sister's name in the future. You can already earn money now. Don't expect us to give you anything."
What properties are you talking about? The house, the car, all the furniture and everything inside the house were bought using her money!
"We have raised you, so it's only natural that you pay us back."
They said those words with such arrogance and disdain that sometimes she wondered if she was their child at all. Otherwise, how could she and her sister have such a different fate?
She was the one who washed dishes, cooked, cleaned, and did every household chore. As soon as she reached adolescence, she was forced to find a living outside too, barely giving her any food unless she paid for them.
Being starved was like a daily routine, and she would scavenge outside. If she stole bread from the kitchen, they would hit her until she bled.
Her bedroom was a small, cramped room, with only a small bed. It looked more like a warehouse than a bedroom. Ah, the room was actually big, but she lived with a lot of things inside.
On the other hand, her sister lived like a princess. If she ever got a minor cut, their parents would feel so stressed that their hearts would ache.
They said that they did this because she made her grandma fall sick, but what could a child actually do?
For her fiance. He was once such an affectionate man that someone who was so starved for love like her longed for him too much.
"I actually prefer your sister. Can't you notice that?"
Elara noticed, of course, but she was too stupid that she interpreted his coaxing words literally and believed them.
"Don't worry, Elara. I only treat Eleanor as my younger sister. I also have a younger sister at home... I only like you."
He was so attentive to Eleanor, only caring for her at the expense of his fiancee. It was too late when she realized he didn't truly like her and had been waiting to get rid of her. He only treated her like a maid to please Eleanor.
He would say. Eleanor needs this or that. When it came to their career paths, which were similar in the entertainment industry, he even made her block some nasty rumors for Eleanor's sake.
The result? She became a hated minor actress who had no popularity, only notoriety. People came to her social media only to scold her.
If it were a story, Eleanor was like a protagonist with the endless fortune of the world given to her, while she was a female supporting character. She was someone who was bound to be a stepping stone for her.
Eleanor not only has the parents' affection and her fiance but also snatched credits for all she had done. Her creative works, and even people she has saved in the past, had named her as her savior.
Now, after she decided to break all contact with her family and went her own way, they still didn't let go of her.
Out of their endless schemes, she couldn't escape this one.
They hired some thugs to kidnap her, brought her to some countryside area, and tortured her.
The bone in her left arm was already broken. Numerous lacerations decorated her skin.
Just yesterday, those kidnappers had held a video call showing off their work toward the culprit who initiated all of this, Eleanor.
The younger girl had delicate makeup all over her face. Her chin was held up high, showing the arrogance between her brows. She called out in a mocking tone. "Older sister."
"How did you end up in such a state?" It was followed by a giggle. The kidnappers, whose appearance resembled thugs, also copied what she did and laughed loudly.
"Are you satisfied with our work, Miss Eleanor?"
Elara was bound tightly on her feet and hands. Her mouth was gagged and her eyes looked like they could kill. Dirt had gotten to some parts of her skin since the room was full of dust. It looked like an abandoned building.
"If you can do what I order you next, I will double your payments..." Eleanor said with an innocent smile that could fool people. "Are you willing?"
"Just say it, Miss Eleanor. Whatever it is, we will do it," One kidnapper hurriedly replied. A greedy look formed on his face, and his friends also nodded in agreement.
"Sister, because you have given me so much. I got all the credit for your creative works, your fiance, and help from the people you had saved. Now it's time to repay you back." There was a sinister look in her eyes that destroyed Eleanor's face. The innocent look was gone.
She spat out an order to the kidnapper, pointing at the camera. "I will give you all an order every day. For today, break her fingers."
Elara felt an excruciating pain. People grabbed her fingers and broke them one by one. She couldn't even scream and struggled. Tears pooled in her eyes, but she forcefully held them back, not wanting to give the feeling of satisfaction to Eleanor.
After they finished, she gasped. Someone even added a kick to her feet, leaving a bruise.
"Tomorrow, break that hand."
When the video call process started again, they broke her hand in front of Eleanor the next day. She always gave orders and told them what to do the day before. The goal was to give a feeling of anxiety to Elara.
It was extremely diabolical.
They also didn't give any food or drink to Elara, making her starved for almost two days.
On the third day, she had told them to disfigure her. Unexpectedly, before the disfigurement process started, there was another guest in Eleanor's video.
It was Mason Reed, Elara's former fiance.
It was no surprise that this man was involved in all of this. He and Eleanor were perfect for each other, possessing the same crooked moral value and unpleasant personality.
"Darling, look, that's your former fiancee." Eleanor made an exaggerated tone and expression.
Mason scowled. "Don't say such a thing. I am disgusted to be reminded that I have ever been in a relationship with her. I only like you!"
"Of course." Eleanor finger's traced Mason's face.
Elara closed her eyes, resisting the urge to vomit at the sight. She was extremely weak right now and couldn't afford to be weakened further.
"Open her gag. I want to hear her voice," Eleanor suddenly spoke.
The kidnappers move and released the cloth from Elara's mouth. Elara opened her eyes, but she didn't speak.
"Don't you have any question now? Just ask." She muttered in an arrogant tone, her hands crossed on her chest. Her chin lifted and lips curved up slightly. "Tomorrow, no need to send me the video call. Just record it and send the videos to me."
Elara's eyes looked like they could spit fire. She blamed herself for being too naïve. However, it all had turned like this now.
"Even after you destroyed everything, why don't you let me go?" Her voice was raspy. She almost didn't recognize her own voice.
"Oh?" Eleanor tilted her head. "It's because you have taken what's supposed to be sister Victoria's."
Victoria Hayes, the heiress of the Hayes family. Instead of inheriting the business her family had prepared for her, she ran off to the entertainment industry to play.
She remembered it now. In the last audition for the casting of the main female protagonist, she had unexpectedly passed it despite her terrible reputation. Victoria Hayes also joined in the audition. It was said that she coveted this role for a long time because of the screenwriter.
The famous screenwriter, Alana Wilson, had made a comeback on a new project after she had returned from overseas with her husband.
This movie was bound to make Victoria more successful if she could get her hands on the major role. Unexpectedly, she used such a dirty means to get it now.
"Is that all?" Eleanor raised her eyebrows. "I am getting bored here."
She lazily propped her face with her hand. "Want to see something interesting, Darling?"
Mason's eyes shone with a strange light. His eyes were slightly squinted, but he was expressionless when he replied to Eleanor. "Of course."
"Do it now. Disfigure her." Eleanor's order came out of her mouth coldly.
The kidnappers shuddered slightly. This woman was such a devil, but she paid them handsomely and never late in doing so. So, they did what they supposed to do.
One of them grabbed a knife, the other a pair of scissors. The moment that cold steel of the scissors plunged to her cheek, splattering blood, Elara suddenly stood up.
She grabbed the knife from the man's hand and stabbed one of them. The momentary shock gave them no time to react as she snatched the other weapon and flung it at the man's head.
Then, she ran off the building, trudging the hard ground barefoot. Some jagged rocks already pierced into her skin, and from behind, she heard Eleanor's wretched voice screaming madly. "Chase after her. Don't let that bitch escape or you all will know the consequence!"
The remaining three people chased after her, cursing.
Elara was in complete despair now. There were no houses in sight, and it all looked like a forest. They were in the middle of nowhere.
But she didn't want to be humiliated like that anymore.
With her firm resolve that wavered slightly because of her grandmother, she slowly apologized to her.
The kidnappers had already caught up to her, and she was completely cornered. However, the moment they were about to grab onto her, she also grabbed into two of them. She used the weight of her body and them being surprised to join her going down there.
She jumped off the cliff, but at least she wasn't alone.
In a while, she was submerged in a world of excruciating pain and then complete darkness.
Born as the Alpha's daughter, Iris Wellington was an invisible existence. All the spotlight fell to her sister's head, Selia Wellington. The treatment she received within the pack was akin to heaven and earth compared to her sister. On top of that, she was rejected by an unknown mate she just recently found... Could her life get more miserable than that? She started hatching her own plan, learning all sort of survival skills so that she could wander and find a place where none discriminate her. Yet, destiny seemed to be always against her. Her sister disappeared. She was tasked with the job to replace her as the royal Alpha's son's mate until they found her sister again. How can she survive in the place more treacherous than her own pack? Where she could lose her life any moment if her real identity was found out. Worse, she happened to meet her mate again in this pack that was multiple times stronger than the pack she originated from. Just in time for the addition to the life of chaos.
She was the notorious Alana Wilson, a shameful daughter of the Wilson family. Her reputation went downhill after she broke her engagement with her fiance, Albert Harris. They pointed finger at her, calling her a cheater. However, in truth, who was the cheater here? Alana would do anything she could to have her engagement with Albert broken, even if it meant sacrificing her own reputation. Ten years of abuse she endured in her last life was enough. She made sure that in this life, she would never marry that cheating bastard again. As her previous crush, as well as her brother's best friend, Lorenzo Miller is now back to the country, what would happen to her already messed up life? Especially when her ex-fiance also didn't want to leave her alone. Sequel is out now! Rebirth of the Billionaire's Vengeful Actress Wife
There's nothing certain in this world. When two people were supposed to be together, are they what really is called soulmates? The moment Mirabella accidentally stumbled upon the famous Alpha, Jason Langton in the library, the first words he was spouting was about rejecting her. What did she do? "Well, I reject you too." Mirabella said playfully, not the slightest bit bothered. Her words and reaction caused him to be stunned. He was caught in a trance for a moment. When he looked up again, she was no longer standing before him. He found her figure trying to reach for a book in one of the shelves. It seemed that the book is more important than the matters of him rejecting her? Rejected by an Alpha? For her, wasn't it just mutual rejection? He rejected her, she was just returning the favor! *** "Do you still like him?" The tone of his question was rather cold. Mira was stunned. "Him, who?" She found herself pulled into a warm embrace. "In that case, if he bothers you again. Just tell me. I will take care of him. This time, let me protect you again." Then, it dawned into her. It was the person she had almost forgotten, whom she had thrown into the back of her mind. She was the one who refused the Alpha.
Their relationship was based to the agreement and money on the table to begin with. Even so, she left carrying his baby who was still inside her belly. Mia Ford was the cold woman, distancing herself from the world. All she could feel is the coldness, and it gradually spread into her heart, making it frozen. On the other hand, Leonardo Kingston was an emotionless person, distant, and difficult to deal with. He was extremely scheming. Yet, when the woman that he found quite easy to deal with than the rest suddenly left him, what would he do then? As the ice meet another ice, are they really compatible?
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!"
For as long as Emily can remember, she has wanted to overcome her shyness and explore her sexuality. Still, everything changes when she receives an invitation to visit one of the town's most prestigious BDSM clubs, DESIRE'S DEN. On the day she chose to peruse the club, she noticed three men, all dressed in suits, standing on the upper level, near the railing. Despite her limited vision, she persisted in fixating on them. Their towering statues belied the toned bodies concealed by their sharply tailored suits-or so she could tell. The hair of two of them was short and dark, and the third had light brown-possibly blond-hair that reached the shoulders. The dark, crimson background incised their figures, exuding an air of mystery and strength. They stood in stark contrast to the unfiltered, primal energy that pulsed through the club. Shocked by the desires these men aroused in her, she was disappointed to learn that they were masters seeking a slave to divide and conquer. She couldn't afford the fee, and she also realized that they were outside her league. Emily hurriedly left the club, feeling disappointed and depressed, unaware that she had also caught the group's attention. A world of wicked pleasure, three handsome men. Over the years, they have lived a life of decadence, their lavish lair serving as a stage for their most sinister desires. But despite the unending parade of willing subjects, one woman sticks out. A mysterious stranger with white porcelain skin and a killer body, a slave, a name with no address, the first lady to attract their eye and they will go to any length to obtain her no matter the consequences.
Melanie married Ashton out of gratitude, but she quickly found herself entangled in a web of relentless challenges. Despite these struggles, she stayed true to her commitment to the marriage. In the hospital room, Ashton indifferently attempted to draw her blood, disregarding her discomfort. This callous act was a harsh revelation for Melanie, awakening her to the grim reality of their relationship. Resolved to prioritize her own welfare, she decided to sever ties. With newfound resolve, Melanie filed for divorce. In the process, she unveiled her concealed identities, leaving everyone in shock. Throughout these turbulent times, Melanie realized that Derek, Ashton’s uncle, had been discreetly protecting her all along.
They don't know I'm a girl. They all look at me and see a boy. A prince. Their kind purchase humans like me for their lustful desires. And, when they stormed into our kingdom to buy my sister, I intervened to protect her. I made them take me too. The plan was to escape with my sister whenever we found a chance. How was I to know our prison would be the most fortified place in their kingdom? I was supposed to be on the sidelines. The one they had no real use for. The one they never meant to buy. But then, the most important person in their savage land-their ruthless beast king-took an interest in the "pretty little prince." How do we survive in this brutal kingdom, where everyone hates our kind and shows us no mercy? And how does someone, with a secret like mine, become a lust slave? . AUTHOR'S NOTE. This is a dark romance-dark, mature content. Highly rated 18+ Expect triggers, expect hardcore. If you're a seasoned reader of this genre, looking for something different, prepared to go in blindly not knowing what to expect at every turn, but eager to know more anyway, then dive in! . From the author of the international bestselling book: "The Alpha King's Hated Slave."
To the public, Arabella was Owen's trusty secretary who catered to all his needs and served as the primary blood donor of his beloved, who was in a coma. Behind closed doors, she was Owen's submissive wife. Arabella was quiet and obedient, and she endured every humiliation without a word of protest. Rumored to be a neat freak, Owen had tossed the last woman who had dared to kiss him into the river. Yet he pinned Arabella against the wall and demanded, "Give me a child, and I’ll let you go!" Arabella pushed him away and flashed him a cold smile. "You are not worthy!"
Rena got into an entanglement with a big shot when she was drunk one night. She needed Waylen's help while he was drawn to her youthful beauty. As such, what was supposed to be a one-night stand progressed into something serious. All was well until Rena discovered that Waylen's heart belonged to another woman. When his first love returned, he stopped coming home, leaving Rena all alone for many nights. She put up with it until she received a check and farewell note one day. Contrary to how Waylen expected her to react, Rena had a smile on her face as she bid him farewell. "It was fun while it lasted, Waylen. May our paths never cross. Have a nice life." But as fate would have it, their paths crossed again. This time, Rena had another man by her side. Waylen's eyes burned with jealousy. He spat, "How the hell did you move on? I thought you loved only me!" "Keyword, loved!" Rena flipped her hair back and retorted, "There are plenty of fish in the sea, Waylen. Besides, you were the one who asked for a breakup. Now, if you want to date me, you have to wait in line." The next day, Rena received a credit alert of billions and a diamond ring. Waylen appeared again, got down on one knee, and uttered, "May I cut in line, Rena? I still want you."