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All Chapters of Nita's Revenge: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

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Prologue

The silence in the dining room was heavy, broken only by the sound of movement from the staff. Nita’s hand trembled slightly as she set down her fork. She had prepared his favorite meal, hoping – foolishly – that tonight he would smile at her the way he had once done when no one else was watching. But Nick Grimm did not smile. He had hardly looked at her all evening. His jaw was set in a grim line, his eyes cold, distance, as if she was a stranger who had overstayed her welcome. She was his wife for Christ sake. And then he said it. “I’m done.” The words cut through her like a blade. For a moment, she thought she’d misheard him. They’d been married for less than six months. An arranged marriage, yes – but slowly, Nita dared to believe that something real was blossoming between them. He had held her in his arms at night, whispered her name in the dark. She had convinced herself that those moments meant something. Her lips parted, but no sound came out. Finally, she managed , v

One

Nita lay on the wide, empty bed, her brows drawn tight, her thoughts circling endlessly. The silence of the room pressed against her ears, thick and heavy, as if even the walls were mocking her. She squeezed her eyes shut, willing herself to believe that the night before had been nothing but a terrible dream. A nightmare. Something she would eventually wake from. But the brown envelope resting on the nightstand made sure she could not escape reality. It sat there like a silent enemy, its edges sharp and accusing. Nick had gave it to her the previous night – with few words, without a flicker of remorse. Her temples still throbbed from the storm of events that had unfolded. Every detail replayed in her mind – the dinner she had prepared with so much hope, the cold expression on his face, the quiet yet brutal words he had spoken as he slid the papers towards her. Divorce. The word rang in her skull like a curse she couldn’t wash away. It had been meant to be a love dinner, a night to

Two

Nick Grimm had never liked lies. They left a sour taste in his mouth, even the ones told for survival. But sometimes, lies were necessary. Sometimes, truth destroyed more than it saved. And today was one of those days. The moment Nita disappeared from sight, swallowed by the crowd in the lobby, he peeled himself away from the woman clinging to his arm, Kira. Her perfume lingered like an unwanted stain on his suit, too artificial. He clenched his jaw. He hadn’t meant for the display in the lobby to go so far. All he’d wanted was for Nita to walk away. To cut ties before she was trapped in a future she didn’t deserve. But instead, he had humiliated her. Publicly. Deliberately. He could still see the wounded look in her eyes, the way her body stiffened when he had said she was “nobody”. The memory carved a hollow ache in his chest. Kira pouted beside him, trying to act cute. “Didn’t I do well?” she asked, trying to sound playful. “I helped you send off that leech.” Leech. Nick’s

Three

A sharp, throbbing pain split across Nita’s temple, dragging her out of unconsciousness. Her eyelids fluttered open, heavy and reluctant, only to meet darkness. Not the peaceful kind that comes with nightfall, but a dense, suffocating black that made her heart quicken. She tried to sit up, but her body felt leaden, each muscle protesting. A groan slipped from her lips as she sank back against the soft mattress beneath her. l Where was she? Her eyes adjusted gradually, shapes bleeding out of the shadows. A dim bulb hummed faintly overhead, revealing walls painted a muted navy blue. The room was bare – no pictures, nothing to suggest that a human being actually lived here. A table in the corner, a single chair, curtains pulled tightly over the window. It was cold, impersonal. Panic pricked at the edges of her chest. What happened? Her last memory was of storming out of Nick’s office, anger clouding her vision. Then the blast of a car horn. A flash of white. The sickening crunch b

Four

Five Years Later The state had changed. It was no longer the place Nita once knew—it was more advanced, more beautiful, almost unrecognizable. The glittering glass walls of the airport reflected the light in ways that reminded her of opportunities she thought she had left behind. Her fingers tightened around the small hand clutched in hers—the hand of the little boy who was both her anchor and the haunting reminder of a past she could never erase. Standing in the middle of the busy airport, surrounded by strangers rushing to their destinations, her heart still betrayed her. Against her will, it wandered back to him. Nick. Her chest tightened at the thought of his name. She shook her head quickly, snapping herself back to reality. No. She refused to go there. That chapter was closed, sealed with pain. She hadn’t wanted to come back here. She had sworn never to return. But Mia—her ever-persistent friend—had worn her down, insisting it was the best move for her career, insisting tha

Five

Fortunately, Nate fell asleep a few minutes after they entered the hotel room. The long journey had drained him, leaving him sprawled across the bed with his mouth slightly open. Nita was relieved — not just because he needed the rest, but because his endless questions about a “daddy” she wished he’d forget had stopped for now. She glanced at him with softened eyes. Her son, her joy, her constant reminder of the past she tried so hard to bury. Still, she needed a moment of quiet. And she definitely needed to warn Mia about filling Nate’s head with hopes that had no business existing. After ordering a meal for him, she scribbled a quick note on the bedside notepad: “Mummy stepped out. Eat when the food comes. I’ll be back soon. Don’t open the door for anyone.” Nate was smart, far smarter than most five-year-olds. He had learned early how to care for himself in small ways, because his mother’s work often demanded late nights and long hours. Pulling on her jacket, Nita slipped

Six

Nita’s P.O.V. “You’re beautiful,” he whispered, fingers pressing against her lap. “I like you.” Nita’s gaze dropped to his hand. A bitter laugh almost slipped from her throat. Five years ago, she had sworn off men. Sworn off heartache. Sworn off every distraction that could take her attention away from Nate. She didn’t need a man in her life. And if she ever did… it would never be someone like Sam Moore. “I know you must be desperate,” Sam went on, his tone smug. “Why else would you take this job when everyone else is leaving? Nicro is crumbling. The smart ones are already jumping ship.” His voice droned, but she wasn’t listening anymore. Her eyes remained on him, cold and sharp. “You know what?” he leaned closer, lowering his voice to a whisper. “If it’s money you need, I have more than enough. I can make your life here bearable… or unbearable. Depends on how badly you want to keep this job.” Her lips curved into a slow smirk. “Are you sure?” He nodded, arrogance lighting his

Seven

Nita’s POV. His son. Nita’s heart pressed against her ribs. If she remembered clearly, she hadn't told him about her pregnancy. And she was sure to have kept her son's identity secret. She blinked. “I've no idea what you're talking about. The only thing I owe you is my signature on the divorce papers.”Nick glared at her. “I know whatever I did was wrong, but you wouldn't deny me the right to know my son, right?”At that moment, Nita could hear Nate's voice in her head. His constant cry for ‘daddy.’ Yet, she couldn't forget how cold Nick had acted towards them. How he had thrown them away in their time of need.He didn’t deserve Nate. She shook her head, turning on her heels. “You don’t have a son with me, Mr. Grimm. Have a nice day.” Though her voice came out sharp, controlled. She was trembling within. Before she could fall apart in his presence, she stormed back to her car and drove off. Her leg pressed on the accelerator. How did he find out?She pressed the speed, checking

Eight

Nick's POVLocating Nita was an easy task for Jeff, and because he had missed her so much, he couldn't sit still. He closed his laptop, put on his suit jacket, and lifted his car key from the table. As soon as he stepped out of the elevator, people stared at him. This was the first time a lot of staff were seeing the C E O. During the last five years until this moment, he had never left the office this early. There were rumors that sometimes he slept at the office. His long strides carried him faster before anyone could interrupt, and soon he was seated in his black car. His driver, accustomed to him closing late, was nowhere to be found. Nick checked his watch and sat himself in the driver's seat. He remained calm as his leg pressed on the accelerator, overtaking a series of cars until his car stopped directly in front of Nicro Industries. He bit his lips.What could Nita be doing at Nicro Industries as soon as she arrived in the state? Was she looking to secure a job?He plac

Nine

Nita’s P.O.V “Home has never been too far, darling. The house awaits its owner.”Her hand hovered over the keyboard as a slow smirk took over her lips. If it were the former Nita, she might have been scared. But instead, she clicked away on her screen, locating the sender’s address. It didn’t take long before she got it. Tasks like that were for beginners, which she wasn’t. The I.P address blinked on her system, and soon she was able to track the name of the owner. Her hand balled into a fist as her gaze slid over to the little boy sleeping on the bed. How did he find out? And now he was sending her a message. It seemed she was more open to the public than she thought. She deleted the message, making sure it was also cleared out of her trash bin. She wasn’t leaving any opportunity to go retrieve it, and started nursing false hope. That was the last thing she needed Then she proceeded to block his address from sending her any more messages. Her heart would only linger on things s

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