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he tightens his grip on her wrist, his cold, lustful eyes bore into her soul, reminding her of the vows they once exchanged. 

"You are mine and mine alone," he whispers, his voice dripping with dark possessiveness.

 But Diara is no longer the broken woman he left behind. She meets his gaze with a defiant grin, her voice steady as she declares, 

"I have signed the divorce papers, there’s nothing between us."

But Kellan, ever the predator, smirks at her defiance, licking his lips in a way that makes her skin crawl. 

"I have not yet signed the divorce papers," he sneers, "It’s null and void." His words send a wave of disgust through her, but she refuses to back down. 

She has suffered enough—endured the heartbreak of losing countless children, the relentless torment of the Crownstar family, and the pain of loving a man who only brought her misery.

Diara thought she had escaped his clutches, but now he has returned, more dangerous and determined than ever to claim her as his own. 

He may have broken her once, but this time, Diara is prepared to fight back. She knows that Kellan is a monster, a man who thrives on control and manipulation, and she is ready to do whatever it takes to free herself from his grasp once and for all.

As the battle between them intensifies, Diara must confront the demons of her past and the dark reality of her present.

 In a world where love is twisted into something unrecognizable, she must find the strength to reclaim her life and protect herself from the man who once vowed to cherish her—but who now seeks to destroy her.

Married to my Downfall

Diara knelt on the cold, hard floor, scrubbing relentlessly with a worn-out brush. Her muscles ached, and sweat dripped down her face, mingling with the soapy water that pooled around her knees.

The sun was already climbing high in the sky, its heat seeping into the house and making the air thick and stifling. But despite the discomfort, Diara pushed on, her heart lifting slightly as she realized she was almost done.

She worked with a quiet determination, her mind focused on the goal ahead. If she could just finish cleaning the house in time, she might still make it to her appointment at Crownstar.

The thought gave her the energy to keep going, to push through the fatigue that threatened to slow her down.

Finally, she scrubbed the last patch of floor, wiping away the dirt and grime with a sense of satisfaction. A small smile tugged at the corners of her mouth.

Chapter 11