Vengeance is her's, not God's. Andrea Campbell's world is shattered when Thane, her ruthless CEO husband, divorces her. Left with nothing, she has no family, no money, no identity. But as fate would have it, she is reunited with her billionaire birth father, Mr. Campbell. Five years later, Andrea returns as a stunning, sassy businesswoman, fueled by a burning desire for revenge. She plans to pull Thane into a high-stakes business collaboration and then destroy him. Thane, consumed by his ex-wife's transformation, will stop at nothing to reclaim her. Unaware of their hidden twin children and Andrea's secret game. He becomes increasingly obsessed. As they dance around their explosive past, Andrea struggles to keep her emotions in check. Thane's determination ignites a risky game of cat and mouse, where old feelings resurface and new flames ignite. Will Thane's all-consuming love be enough to quench Andrea's fury, or will her thirst for revenge destroy them both? Can Andrea resist Thane's relentless chase, or will she succumb to the passion that once bound them?
View MoreAndera's pov The airport medical center was a blur of white coats, beeping machines, and antiseptic smells. In the doorway, Rosa talked with the doctor. Their voices were quiet, but I couldn't hear what they were saying; I was too focused on Tiffany. Her tired eyes, pale cheeks, and faint sighs.I stroked her hair, wondering how things got so bad, so fast. The plan was working out; we were supposed to be on our flight, and she was supposed to be bickering with Timmy over pets and games, but here we were. My heart twisted in my chest as another fat tear drop rolled down my eye. “Mommy?” Tiffany's eyes flickered open, and she groggily took in her surroundings before she shut them again, so it had been going on for the past twenty minutes.“Yes, sweetie. I'm right here.” my voice came out hoarse from all the crying earlier on.“Mommy” she whispered, her voice barely audible. “My head hurts.” Another tear slid down my cheek. Timmy stood still on the other side of the bed. His glassy ey
Thane's pov.TWO DAYS EARLIER.The minutes rolled by into hours while I waited for Josh to do his thing and feed my desperate mind with updates. I hadn't managed a wink of sleep since leaving Andera's home; Paul was currently overseeing the things he could handle at the company while I sorted out my personal and more important matters. I took a deep breath as I gulped down the glass of whiskey the bartender had given me. After seven glasses in two hours, the burning sensation faded, replaced by a numbness that did nothing to drown my worries. “Is this seat taken?” A brunette approached me, I could see her flirtatious smile from the corner of my eye. “Not interested.” I snapped, the lady huffed, and went her way. There was only one woman who clouded my mind, one woman who consumed my waking hours, the same woman who was likely to have hurt me like nobody ever had.‘She's not yours’ ‘Tiffany is my daughter. Not yours’‘So would Timmy. You both look like each other. You have the sam
Andera's pov. The D-Day is finally here. “I can't wait to meet Grandpa.” an excited Timmy bounded on his heels. “Yeah, me too,” I answered unenthusiastically. Not that I wasn't excited to see my father, I was. But the ache in my chest and anxiety in my head drowned out that happiness. Our flight would be leaving in an hour, and we were all done packing and dressed up. “Okay, people. You have twenty seconds to get in the car ” Rosa mimicked a referee. The twins giggled, racing each other to the elevator. Rosa and I were hauling the last of our luggage down. I sighed, I've been doing that a lot, sighing more and talking less. I knew Rosa didn't like it, but I couldn't bring myself to be chatty as usual, even when I tried.Rosa stopped me with a hand on my shoulder. She has spent the last three days trying to coerce me into talking about you know who.I didn't budge, though; my anxiety had given way into melancholy. Thane doesn't know about Timmy and Tiffany being his children, if h
Andera's pov.“Nothing can temper it. State of the art calls security. Bullets-proof windows. Highly secured fortress for your safety, reinforced doors, and a secure entry system that's monitored twenty-four seven. This penthouse is a highly secured fortress, designed to provide a haven for you and your family. The security system is top-notch, with motion detectors, pressure pads.......”The Real estate agent went on and on till I felt like I was going to have a migraine. “It's secured. I get it” I snapped at the man, making him recoil.“I'm sorry ma'am. You requested a penthouse with exceptional security features. I couldn't resist highlighting the outstanding attributes of this one.” He dipped his head in apology when he wasn't the one who was wrong. He was just an agent showcasing the property, and I'm a woman paranoid, on edge and in need of at least eight hours uninterrupted sleep. “It's okay,” I responded more softly this time. “We'll take it. Thank you.” I smiled warmly a
Andera's pov.The universe was really f*cking with me. Maybe I was being punished for something I did in my past life because how does one wrap her head around, first, the... incident with Thane? Two, having a potential stalker.Well. I don't know if I can call him that, considering that this is the first disturbing thing he'd done that we know of.Apparently, someone lurked around my home early this evening and took photos of me while I was undressing, and then he went ahead and uploaded the pictures on the internet. Thank God it wasn't a fully naked picture, I would have died from mortification. Rosa had found the picture of me online and alerted the cops; I could also bet that was why Thane was here, too.Thane. The thought of him sent a sharp pain all over me. Invisible hands fisted my heart, making it hard for me to breathe.“...Install security cameras, they offer a... Ms Campbell. Ms Campbell.”“Yes.” I jerked out of my thoughts. I had just recounted the incident to the office
Andera's pov.He knows. Thane knows.I struggled to hold back the dam threatening to explode behind my eyes. My heart didn't deserve the palpitations it was going through right now. Oh God. What have I gotten myself into? Thane would take me to court, and I would lose primary custody of my children for keeping them away from him without proper reason. I wouldn't get watch Timmy become overprotective of his sister even though he's barely six minutes older; I wouldn't go shopping with Tiffany to pick out her prom dresses.All because I couldn't give up my petty revenge. My shoulder shook with silent sobs as Thane stared back at me with hardened, impatient eyes.My chest burned.“Andera,” he called my name through clenched teeth. Tiffany's eyes ping-ponged between me and Thane.“You look like you're going to be sick, Mommy,” she observed with her innocent eyes. Another feeling burned my chest- guilt, at the way I raised my voice at her. I could practically see Thane soften as he spoke
Thane's Pov. I'm pretty sure I broke more than ten traffic rules in the book. It was already past ten at night, but still, the roads of Seattle were busier than ever. “Move.” I honked my horn at the minivan in front of me. Whoever was behind that wheel had to be an eighty year old grandma. A turtle in morphine could move faster than that. “God dammit!” I cursed as I took a sharp turn to overtake the van. I needed to get to Andera fast. Not that there was much I could do. I didn't know if that picture was taken minutes or hours ago. I couldn't find who did it by barging into her home, but what I could do was to ensure she was okay and to assure my racing heart too. In no time, the photo would be wiped clean from the face of the internet and every device. My tech guys were that good. The ride from my mansion to Andera's home is nearly twenty minutes, I made it there in seventeen. I parked my car and took long strides to the door, well aware that she might be asleep by now, and I wa
Andrea's pov.I knew he was around, but we didn't see each other that night; I understood though, that Carol needed some space from me and my problems.I needed space too, from my own melancholy and loathing. Time with the kids was a reprieve, I could forget about Thane and the inevitable chaos I would soon wreck his way, I could forget about my strained friendship with Carol.“Mommy, you promised we could have a dog,” Timmy whined, giving me the puppy eyes.“Did I?” I asked with an amused grin. Taking care of two boisterous kids required energy, time and patience, not to mention chips of my mental health...adding a pet to the family, I don't know if I have enough strength for that.“We should have a cat instead,” Tiffany interjected, twirling her hair with her fingers. “They're softer and more easier to cuddle.”“Too bad Tiffy. Mommy already promised me we would have a dog.” Timmy teased. “I did?” Timmy looked up at me with a small frown. We were all sitting on Tiffany's bed, hav
Andera's pov. I broke my promise to myself. I swore no man would ever see my tears again yet I was weak before Thane. I allowed myself to be vulnerable. Thane challenged me to go on with my revenge, and that Is exactly what I will do. After he walked out on me in that storage room, I took time to reflect on so many things, and when I eventually came out, I had wrapped my heart in iron, leaving the old Andera behind- the one who has a soft spot and could easily be manipulated by Thane. My decision was made: I would hit Thane with my last blow, and the second that was done, I, Rosa and the kids would get on the next flight to Boston. I will put everything behind me afterward. So far, it's been five days since Marcus's arrest. Every time my phone buzzed, my heart raced to see if it was a message from Thane and every time, I was always disappointed; I cursed myself silently for allowing Thane to crawl under my skin this much. “Ready to go home?” Rosa's voice came from behind me. I no
Andrea's pov The pen fell from my hands again. " Just sign the goddamn papers, would you? " Mother ordered, eyeing with with disgust as she did. " Andera can't even hold on to a pen, it's not surprising you couldn't hold your husband's heart, too. It's a wonder how my big brother tolerated you this long." Anna hissed. I took a look at the papers spread in front of me, one signature, and I'd be back to the place I was all those years ago. The place of helplessness. " I...I can't. " I stammered. They both groaned. The hate and disgust on their faces was palpable. I know they have always despised me but I couldn't do it. I would rather face their hatred than be alone on the streets. Hot tears trickled down my face; my body convulsed with my persistent sobs. " For the love of God, is that the only thing you can do Andera, cry? Yuck, look at your face; it's covered in snort; you're so disgusting. We don't want you as a part of our family anymore; so just get this divorce over with!...
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