Sam Shelly

Theodore Maxwell, a ruthless business tycoon driven by vengeance, plots to marry Alina Roosevelt to kill two birds with one stone: get revenge on her father and inherit everything that was rightfully his. Alina, a budding author with a heart as pure as her prose, was blissfully unaware of Theodore's ulterior motives when she said, "I do."

As Theodore's cunning plan unfolded, he found himself captivated by Alina's charm and kindness. Despite his initial intentions, he couldn't help but admire the woman he had married. But just as unexpected love began to blossom, everything crumbled with Alina’s father, who devised a cunning scheme that shattered the fragile peace in their marriage. Consumed by rage and betrayal, Theodore divorces Alina, blaming her for her father's deceit. 

It's too late to realize that Alina was a mere pawn in her father's malicious game. Regret gnawed at his heart as he desperately searched for her, but she had vanished without a trace. Haunted by the memory of his cruel actions, Theodore is set to find Alina and make amends. And he will stop at nothing. How long will Alina be successful in keeping her little secret hidden?
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“I’m not your wife anymore, Theodore!” I yelled, shoving him away from me. He had absolutely no right to march back into my life. 

“Here’s where you are wrong, Alina,” he took dangerous steps towards me until I was pushed against one of the walls, as he held me captive. “You were mine, then. You are mine now. And you, most definitely, will stay mine in the future. Not even you can separate yourself from me, Alina, because you were born to be mine!” And that’s when he smashed his lips against mine in a furious kiss. 



Theodore's Regret

“What do you think you are—” he didn't get to finish his sentence when my fist collided with his jaw. 


“What the fuck?” He bellowed, taking the blow and falling to the ground with the impact. My knuckles ached at the pressure, but it was nothing compared to the satisfaction I got when I saw his bleeding nose. 


“You fucking bastard. I will kill you!” Nathan had not recovered from the blow when I straddled him, and threw punch after punch, not giving him a second to recover. How dare he? This bastard! He thought he could just mess up with my life and get away with it. I won't let that happen. I'll show him who Theodore Maxwell is. People aren't scared of my name for no reason. 


His face started to turn red with the blood that seeped out of the cut that the ring on my finger caused. I liked this state of him. Completely busted. 


36. The Warning