The Billionaire's Revengeful Wife
"Don't you know how to fake a smile anymore? Those irritating little smiles of yours that screamed nothing but desperation? We're making an appearance in front of several high calibre people for goodness sake. You must carry this facade on without any slip, Rosalie.” He said.
My chest pinched, and I looked away, pretending to adjust my bracelet to hide the pain. “I know."
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“Rosaline...” Ezra murmured. “Why help me to ruin a man you once loved?”
"Why?" I repeated. "Because they took everything from me—the one thing I loved more than life itself. They destroyed my life, my reputation, my happiness, all to serve their own selfish agendas. Him and his mistress. I've been maltreated and betrayed severally, countlessly! But no more. It's my turn to take what I deserve: their pain, their humiliation, their downfall."
I paused, my face hardening into an expression of pure, vengeful rage. "And I will make them suffer for it.”
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Rosalie’s journey had been a tumultuous one– betrayal and pain. The transactional marriage that she had entered into, hoping one day it would turn around to be a marriage for love, had instead left her heartbroken and betrayed. Her ex- husband’s infidelity, coupled with an unimaginable cruelty that he had subjected her to, had shattered her beyond repair.
Now, fueled by a desire for vengeance, Rosalie had returned to seek revenge on those who had wronged her. Joining forces with her ex-husband's rival, a ruthless business tycoon who harbored his own grudges against her ex-husband, she plotted a scheme that would bring them both justice...and ruin.
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Chapter: Memory EZRA'S POV~*PRESENT DAY– MEETING HALL*The noise was a headache. The air was saturated with fake laughter, the sound of over-polished shoes pacing on marble, and investors who thought name-dropping billion-dollar partnerships would be the secret code to winning my attention.It wasn’t.I stood still in the center of it all—stone-faced, unreadable, hands in my pockets—watching them clamor for favor like starved wolves circling a fresh kill.Some fat bastard in an overpriced checkered suit was practically sweating through his pitch, waving a tablet in front of me. “Mr. Montgomery, if I may—our logistics software is fully AI-integrated, your branches will never experience a delay again and—”“Ezra,” another man chimed in, interrupting, smug and silver-haired, “our portfolio saw a 200% increase in green energy returns last quarter. You want us on your side before the government rolls out the next climate bill.”Another chimed in. “I’ve personally worked with the Prime Minister’s—”God.I
Last Updated: 2025-04-21
Chapter: Rosalie? it was her.. CHLOE'S POV~I didn’t even realize I’d been pacing until I saw my own reflection in the hallway mirror—hair disheveled, mascara smudged like war paint down my cheeks. I looked unhinged.The envelope still lay on the floor, but my phone buzzed again. And again. The vibrations were relentless, like a warning drum.I snatched it from the coffee table with trembling fingers and finally flipped it over.24 Missed Calls.14 New Messages.News Alerts: “Emergency Recall on Chloe Lancaster’s New Cosmetic Line After Reports of Skin Burns.”My chest tightened.I clicked one of the notifications. The screen filled with a video—news anchor, grave-faced, reading off a statement.“Several users across New York have reported second-degree burns after using the recently launched Chloe Cosmetics skin serum. The company has yet to release a public statement, but an emergency recall has been issued. This comes just days after Chloe Lancaster was filmed physically assaulting Rosalie Stone at a charity gal
Last Updated: 2025-04-20
Chapter: The WarROSALIE'S POV~The moment we pulled into Ezra’s estate, Naomi practically squealed in my ear.“Oh my God, Rosalie, is this seriously where you’re living now?” she gasped, sticking her head out the window like a damn puppy. “Girl, this looks like something out of Architectural Digest. Is that marble? That’s marble, right? Wait—is that a freaking indoor fountain?!”I stifled a smile as the maids came out to help with her luggage, clearly overwhelmed by the number of designer suitcases she had. Naomi never traveled light. She waved at one of the maids like she was the queen of England and stepped down in her pink Dior slides, sighing dramatically as her feet touched the driveway.“My soles are crying. Who knew first-class still had a way of breaking your damn heels?”I held the door open for her, and once we were inside the grand sitting room, she flopped onto the couch like she owned the place. “Okay, I need a foot rub, a mimosa, and someone’s rich husband to stare at me for the next te
Last Updated: 2025-04-20
Chapter: Naomi ROSALIE'S POV~The world outside was still drenched in that eerie kind of silence that only existed at dawn — before the city stirred, before the lies and chaos of the day began.It was just a few minutes past five in the morning, and the streets were still wet from the faint drizzle that had fallen sometime during the night.Ezra had left late last night for a business meeting in another state. His absence felt heavier than I wanted to admit.But maybe that was for the best. He didn’t need to know what I was doing. Not yet.I pulled the hood of my black sweatshirt tighter over my head, keeping my face low as I slipped out of the car. Sebastian, who Ezra had tasked to keep an eye on me, stayed behind the wheel, pretending not to notice the questionable address I had asked him to drive to.Smart man.The building was tucked between two rundown shops. You wouldn’t even notice it if you weren’t looking. The only sign was a tiny brass plate beside the heavy oak door that simply read: "Liu
Last Updated: 2025-04-19
Chapter: Ex wife to Damien Wyatt DAMIEN'S POV~I stood behind my desk, jaw clenched, my fists curled at my sides. The thick silence of my office was broken only by the faint hum of the news from the flat screen on the wall.And then I saw it.BREAKING NEWS: Heiress Rosalie STONE, Ex-wife Of Damien Wyatt Attacked Inside Chloe’s Cosmetics. Public Outrage Ensues.There she was—Rosalie.Head held high. Confident. Unbothered.Until the moment Chloe, launched her heel across the room like a feral banshee.And it struck Rosalie in the forehead.The camera caught it all. The gasp that left her lips. The stumble backward. The blood.I felt it like a punch in my own gut.The screen lit up with public reactions. Comments, clips, hashtags already going viral.> "Rosalie didn’t deserve that. Chloe’s unhinged.">> "She was right to take Chloe's company. Karma hit fast and hard.">> "This is what happens when side chicks overstep."The rage that swelled inside me was instantaneous and unforgiving. My vision blurred at the edges,
Last Updated: 2025-04-18
Chapter: So greedyROSALIE'S POV~Ezra pressed against me, his large frame dwarfing mine. His powerful body crushed me into the wall as he lowered himself onto my exposed neck, breathing hotly on my pulse point.His tongue darted out, lapping gently across my throat before nipping at the tender skin. My breath caught as I felt his teeth sink in, biting hard enough to leave a mark.Ezra took my lobe between his teeth, pulling sharply and sending jolts of pleasure-pain through me. I moaned out loud, unable to hide my need any longer.His large hands ran down my arms, making goosebumps rise in their wake. He grasped my wrists tighter, holding them firmly behind my back as he ground his cock into me from behind."I've wanted this for too fucking long," he growled against my ear, biting down harder. I bucked wildly against him, feeling a wetness pool between my thighs. "Submit to me, Rosalie." I said nothing. My mind was in a total mess. I just couldn't mutter a word!"I like knowing I make you feel alive,"
Last Updated: 2025-04-17
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