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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's body was tense as she re-entered the room, her heart pounding in her chest as the familiar suffocating presence of Kellan enveloped her.

She had learned to expect the worst whenever she was alone with him, and her senses were on high alert as she noticed something unusual.

On the table before her was a plate of food—a well-cooked meal that sent the most intoxicating aroma wafting through the room.

The savory scent of nice cook steak, warm baked bread, and sautéed vegetables teased her senses, making her stomach tighten painfully with hunger.

She hadn't eaten all day, too caught up in the whirlwind of fear, anxiety, and exhaustion.

Kellan sat across the table, his cold, unblinking eyes locked onto her. But this time, there was something different about his gaze. It wasn't the usual sneer of disgust or anger that she was used to seeing from him.

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