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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

Kellan stepped into the room, the soft thud of his suitcase hitting the floor echoing in the stillness. His eyes, sharp and searching, swept over the room's dim interior.

The once warm space now felt cold, devoid of life and presence. His chest tightened, pulse quickening as his gaze failed to find the one person he sought.

His face darkened, the shadows deepening in his expression as anger churned beneath the surface. His jaw clenched, and without another thought, he stormed out of the room, his heavy footsteps reverberating down the hall.

Reaching the top of the stairs, he halted and glanced down, catching sight of his mother and sister below. They were engrossed in some trivial task, unaware of the storm brewing just above them.

"Where is she?" His voice cut through the air like a blade, cold and distant, almost devoid of humanity.

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