Bella's freedom and future were given away the moment she signed the marriage documents with Ethan. Her marriage with the most prominent billionaire in New York turned out to be a nightmare when he deemed their relationship as nothing but a business deal. Betrayed by her husband and his mistress, Bella seeks revenge on the people who took everything she had ever worked hard for away from her. Her quest for revenge leads her to Carlos, a man whose motives were unknown to her even though he offered to give her the revenge she needed. Secrets after secrets are revealed and Bella finds out that she couldn't trust anyone who was by her side. What would Bella do when she finds out that she is the key to a hidden treasure? One that could destroy all her enemies at one go and also attract enemies from all sides?
Lihat lebih banyakELLA'S POVFear gripped me like a snake coiled around my neck and I couldn't help but look around in fear. What if the person was watching me right now? Were there cameras in the office?I managed to pick myself off the ground and sat on the chair as I took deep breaths to steady myself. Whoever was sending this was a girl, a girl that was very possessive of Damien.I just have to stay away from Damien, right? Then she'll stop following me. But I also wanted to find out who the person was and I was desperate to know who it was. Maybe we could talk things out and I would explain that I have nothing to do with Damien.My heart was pounding harshly as I wrote a reply to the unknown number.“The only relationship I have with Damien is that of a CEO and secretary. You're getting it all wrong.”My hands trembled as I pressed send and I locked the screen immediately while waiting for a response. Minutes passed and there was no reply. Was this person messing with me?Or… could this be another
ELLA’S POVThe call ended as soon as it rang. I had never expected him to reach out to me. Ever again.“Who is it?” Damien asked as he stepped closer to me and I turned around to see him staring at me in worry. I immediately plastered a smile on my face as I shook my head to show him that everything was fine.“It's probably a scam number. It was unknown and I have no idea who it was.” I lied but he looked at me with a skeptical expression as he approached me with worry all over his face.“Are you sure? You looked really scared just now. You know you can always talk to me, right?” He said with a reassuring tone and I smiled at him before nodding. He still didn't look convinced but he decided not to push it.“Do you feel better now? Should I stay longer?” He asked and I immediately shook my head as I held his hand in mine.“It's okay, you can leave now. I feel better. Thank you for coming to comfort me.” I replied and he let out a sigh as he placed a soft kiss on my head before pulling
DAMIEN'S POVElla's words had me broken at some point. I couldn't believe that she wanted space between both of us just because she was scared about what people would say. I watched as she hurried into her office but before I could go after her, she slammed the door and locked it shut.I ran a hand through my hair as I pressed the elevator button and it started going down again. I had to find a way to clear my mind because it was all jumbled and confused. A cup of coffee would do because I was never good with liquor.The employees greeted me with a smile as I walked past but I didn't even notice them. I tried to put myself in Ella's shoes. Maybe she was right. No one would dare say shit about me because I could easily fire them but her…No one gave a damn because she was just a secretary. She could easily be trampled on and she wouldn't even let me know what she was going through.I headed for the coffee shop, and I let out a sigh of despair. Maybe she was right to ask for some space.
ELLA'S POVI was bothered by Sylvia's words. Something in me wanted to believe that it was all a joke and that she would never break our friendship over something so trivial. But as I sat in that cafe with no signs of her returning, I knew that she wasn't kidding.She could end our years of friendship just because of Damien. There was something suspicious about Sylvia's obsession with getting her revenge on Damien.As I walked back to the office, I couldn't help but wonder what she meant by that. “There was no better place than by Damien's side.” What did she mean by that? Was she in love with Damien too?I walked into the elevator with my thoughts jumbled over each other as I tried to make meaning of Sylvia's words.She wanted to get revenge on him, yet she wanted to be by his side. What exactly was she trying to gain? And what was she hiding from me?“You seem so lost in your thoughts.” I heard someone say and I glanced up in shock to see Damien staring at me as he leaned against th
CARLOS’S POVI told her to leave. The words replayed in my mind with a bitter sting, sharper each time, but I refused to dwell on them. I meant it or at least that’s what I kept telling myself as I leaned back in the leather seat of my car, eyes fixed on the darkened city skyline. The drive home was long and silent, the streets empty save for a few stray headlights. My hands tightened around the steering wheel, knuckles white with the strain. There was a dull ache behind my eyes, exhaustion settling deep into my bones, but it was nothing compared to the hollow pit in my chest that refused to let me breathe right.I shouldn’t have said it, not like that. But what was done was done. Bella had no business knowing about Mabel, let alone getting involved. She’d seen one side of it and thought she understood, but revenge was never that simple. It was blood and ruin, and Bella didn’t belong in that world. I wouldn’t let her. But still, the look in her eyes when she’d left… it was burned into
BELLA’S POVWhen Carlos told me to leave, the words cut deeper than I expected. They replayed in my mind with every step, a cruel echo that refused to fade. My fingers trembled as I zipped my suitcase, breaths shallow and unsteady. I wasn’t crying, I wouldn’t let myself. But the tightness in my throat betrayed me, the sting behind my eyes a warning I refused to heed. I had to leave. I had to get out before the walls closed in and his voice drowned everything else.The penthouse was eerily quiet without his presence, every shadow stretched long and dark against the marble floors. I moved mechanically, folding clothes with numb fingers, slipping essentials into my bag, avoiding the mirror and the rawness I knew I’d find there. He didn’t even call. Didn’t even try to stop me.A bitter laugh slipped past my lips, hollow and humorless. Of course, he didn’t. Why would he? I was just a complication, another liability in his revenge-soaked world. Whatever connection we’d built was nothing mor
CARLOS’S POVRevenge isn’t a single strike or a swift blade. It’s a slow, grueling process, peeling back the layers of lies, tearing down the walls brick by brick until there’s nothing left but raw, bleeding truth. Truth is a weapon, and I intended to carve Mabel open with it.Her screams had died down to whimpers hours ago, voice hoarse and cracking, wrists red and raw against the zip ties binding her to the metal chair. The concrete walls of the basement were stained dark in places, the only light a single bulb swaying overhead, casting shadows sharp enough to cut.Mabel’s head lolled forward, blonde hair slick with sweat and sticking to her cheeks, breaths ragged and uneven. I leaned back in the chair across from her, fingers drumming idly against my knee, the silence heavy and suffocating. The smell of damp concrete and copper hung thick in the air, but I barely noticed. My attention was fixed solely on her, the way she flinched at every creak of the floor, pupils blown wide with
CARLOS’S POVSome say revenge is best served cold. I disagree. Revenge should be slow like poison slipping through veins, unseen and inevitable. It should seep into every crack and shadow, eroding peace and sanity until all that’s left is fear. Fear was the one thing Mabel couldn’t hide. Not anymore.The days bled together in a blur of shadows and whispers, my hours split between digging into Stephen’s empire and unraveling Mabel’s lies one by one. Lucas moved in silence, reports slipping across my desk like clockwork, financial records, surveillance footage, transcripts of hushed conversations behind locked doors.Mabel was good at hiding things. Always had been. But she’d gotten sloppy, comfortable behind Stephen’s walls and guards and the illusion of safety. A foolish mistake that would cost her. I leaned back in the chair, the office dark and quiet but for the soft hum of the city beyond the glass. On the screen, security footage flickered, the entrance of Stephen’s estate, guards
CARLOS’S POVSome days were harder than others. Today was one of them. The drive back to the penthouse was a blur of headlights and rain-slicked streets, my hands gripping the steering wheel hard enough to strain muscle and bone. Each turn, each stoplight, passed unnoticed as memories clawed to the surface unbidden and relentless.The date glared from the dashboard like an accusation. February 22nd. I didn’t need a reminder. My body already knew, muscles tight and lungs raw, the phantom ache blooming in my chest.Today would have been her birthday. If she’d been born but Mabel made sure that never happened. I shoved the thought down, jaw clenched tight enough to ache. Outside, the city sprawled dark and endless, neon lights bleeding into asphalt rivers. But all I saw was white, the sterile white of hospital walls, the cold metal of surgical tools, the blank lines of the form Mabel had signed without a second thought.Our daughter who could’ve been here was gone. Because Mabel had deci
BELLA'S POVThe sounds of moans and skin slapping against each other echoed through the room and I stood frozen by the door as tears rolled down my face at the sight of my husband on top of another lady in our matrimonial bed.I couldn't speak, couldn't move, couldn't turn away. They were so into the pleasure that they didn't even notice my presence.“Ethan…” I finally managed to mumble and silence immediately filled the room. Ethan slowly turned to look at me and a groan escaped his lips as soon as he set his eyes on me.“Why are you back so early? You weren't supposed to be home until the next four hours. Are you slacking off at work now?” He reprimanded and I watched in despair as he placed a soft kiss on the girl's lips before pulling away and sitting on the bed.“This is what I get after being nothing but a good wife to you for five years?” I asked calmly as tears rolled down my cheeks and he let out a soft chuckle.He got off the bed, stark naked, as he approached me and then be...
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