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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

When Diara woke again, the soft glow of evening sunlight filtered through the hospital blinds, casting long, golden shadows across the room. Her body felt heavy, weighted down by a bone-deep exhaustion that seemed to wrap itself around her, refusing to let go.

Every breath felt like a struggle, and her limbs were limp, drained of any energy. She reached for her phone, her hands trembling slightly as she unlocked the screen. Ziora.

The name had come to her mind immediately, the one person she had always relied on, her best friend and confidante.

Her finger hovered over the call button, but then she hesitated. Ziora had been so busy lately, caught up in the whirlwind of the family business.

Diara knew that her friend was being forced to take over her father's empire, thrust into a world of responsibility and corporate warfare that left little room for anything else.

Chapter 27