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Married for Revenge I am not the Villian
Dominic Maximus How do you describe a villain? He tries to destroy the hero in a book or movie. I am far from that, and I am neither a villain nor I’m a hero. I had a perfect life five years ago where I had the most beautiful family. My wife, Mary, was a beautiful woman and the best mother to our daughter Zenobia and two-year-old son alexander. But someone’s carefree attitude and foolishness took them away from me. ‘’I am so sorry Dominic, mary, and alexander didn’t make it,’’ when the doctor announced that to me, I thought my life was going to end. How could they have died so quickly when I saw their faces that morning? My ex-wife Mary had the brightest smile when she hugged and kissed me, promising to return early since that day was our tenth anniversary. I can never forget what happened that day. It still felt like a dream to me, but in reality, they were gone. That day was like every other day, and if I had known, I would have driven them myself. Maybe I should have
Married for Revenge Love not Hate
Charlene POV. I grunted as I turned around; I did. I opened my eyes immediately, and I paused. I exhaled and groaned again. It wasn't a bright day for me, or was it night? I couldn't tell. I finally opened my eyes, and I wasn't in the dark, dark room. I turned around and looked all over me. "Am I dreaming?" I question, I question internally. I was on the bed; I wasn't on the floor anymore. I tried to lift myself, but I couldn't. Regardless I wondered how I got here and why I was here; it's not like I didn't want to be. But the questions increased a lot; they were to the brim. I felt different like I was taken care of; someone had taken the time to take care of me. I felt scrubbed and washed. I sighed, and I waited for someone to come in, at least. The room was bright and white; the sunlight was at its peak, and it lay perfectly on the bed of flowers by the window. It seemed like a room made for a female, and I wasn't surprised. The bed was soft and silky, and the pillows felt like
Married for Revenge A mystery
Chapter 10. Dominic Maximus POV The next morning, I left to woke up late and slept a little late, too. I didn't check up on Charlene, or Zenobia as I had a business meeting. Work as usual. When. I reached I called my staffs in charge of the presentation as I sat down and listened to the presentation, but I wasn't focused. I tapped my pen against the table countless times, hoping it would make me focus on the presentations, but it didn't. My mind was clouded and distracted with thoughts of Charlene. What the hell is going on with me? I am supposed to hate her, not like her. "Sir, do you like this?" One of my workers asked, and I knew I couldn't lie. "Please do it all over, as I missed the whole point, " I said again, and this time, I tried my best to pay attention and make it work, but it was hopeless. All I saw was Charlene. I groaned, and I palmed my face. "Is anything wrong, sir?" Another worker asked, and I shook my head. I wonder if they thought I was reacting to the pres
Married for Revenge I don't like it!
Charlene Maximus POVI woke up without a sore throat and heavy head, and I wasn't as weak or tired. The migraine stopped, and everything was clear. But at that moment, I could only think about Maximus and all he had done. I didn't expect that he would care for me or even watch me now and then. He would even refill the water and check the air con. In just two days, I felt loved and cared for. Even if he did them behind my back, he still managed regardless. I could finally stand up, and my strength was to the brim. I had fully recovered. My feet didn't ache, nor did my knees. I could finally stretch without groaning. The thought that I didn't have to worry if I couldn't move didn't bother me anymore. I drank to the last drop, and I sat up. I gasped and sighed. The curtains were already opened, I checked the clock on the shelf beside me, and it was past five in the evening. I needed to get out of bed and walk. I felt my legs had forgotten how to walk. I scoffed, and I stood up, my face
Married for Revenge The invitation
The invitation is in Chapter 12.Dominic's point of viewWhen I arrived at my room, my wrath was still there, so I slammed the door shut. "Bullocks!" I said out loud, I don't know why I was upset, but Charlene was wrong for what she did. Why would she prepare food for me? There was nothing wrong with her cooking for me, but she should not have attempted it.I paced around my room, turning on the lights, with interest in my head. I yanked my tie off violently and tossed it on the bed. I had a long day at work and just wanted to enjoy my dinner without spoiling it. I rolled my eyes and palmed my face and removed my shirt, and walked to the restroom. I needed to take a break. Maybe a shower would help. There was simply no cause for me to be so upset with her. But I was. The supper was tasty and pleasant, and to be honest, I wished for more and to eat the rest of the meal, but I couldn't. I lost all hunger as soon as I heard her name. Even though I had only been caring for her for a fe
Married for Revenge Meeting her again
Charlene Maximus POV. It was a Saturday morning, and Dominic had already gotten out of bed. I groaned and turned around; we didn't dispute or remain silent the entire time. He shifted to his usual mood again, as if he was bipolar. I hoped that, at the very least, he'd be home and we could talk, but ever since I was sick, I hadn't seen my phone in a long time. "I should look for it today," I remarked quietly as I stood up and stretched. I sniffed and smelled myself, and my eyes widened when I realized I hadn't taken my bath yet. I went straight to the bathroom and took a bath. As the water cascaded down my body, I thought about my schedule for the rest of the day, and apart from the search for my phone, I had nothing planned for today except a short walk and a chat with Miss. Donna. I took a long shower, cleaned and washed every part of myself, and once I was done, I chose a yellow floral free gown that I would wear today; it was a wrap gown. It was my favorite, and because I'd
Married for Revenge Taking her side
Dominic POV"I will be right back; I need to get something." I lied to my mother and Zenobia as I headed toward the side of the room where Charlene and Alexa had disappeared. When Alexa stood up to leave, I knew something was up, so I had to follow her. It was my opportunity to tell if the Alexa that Paul mentioned a few days back was the same as the one in my home. I stood up, and instead, I went to the bathroom; I needed to confirm if Alexa followed Charlene. I had watched her for a while now. I was suspicious, and I needed to be sure. I stood by the door and listened to both of them. I couldn't understand what they meant, but one thing was for sure they knew each other for sure. I heard all they said, the pain that Charlene had in her voice was heartbreaking.What did she mean by Charlene not ruining what she had built? I stood, and I listened some more. I was sure that something was up. Alexa watched Charlene as she cried and had her cornered in the wall. She was saying some
Married for Revenge Your fame ended years ago
Charlene POV Monday morning. I wasn't as happy or bubbly as I usually would be. I had to escort Zenobia to her rehearsal practice with Alexa. I tried to look appropriate and approachable; I didn't want to embarrass myself or have Zenobia insult me over my appearance. The car trip was quiet; she had her head on her phone and texted. I tried to hold conversations with her to hide my nervousness, but I was ignored. I itched my palms and kept my smile up. I paid attention to Zenobia, but she caught me. "hey," I muttered. "Be a guardian, and don't do more than that; you better not ruin this. Dad might have made you believe you are my mother, but you aren't!" She said it out of anger and turned away. I blinked hard and faced the road. I knew that she was never going to accept me. Her hatred was unexplainable, and I couldn't figure out why, no matter how hard I tried. We arrived at the dance studio, and we stepped out of the car; Zenobia wore a huge smile, which reminded me of the earl
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