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

I poured my heart and soul into that kiss. Every passion and desire to have her as mine. I wanted her to feel what I had in my heart for her. But she didn't kiss me back. She didn't even try. And that broke my heart. But I was still angry at the fact that she thought she could just let any guy touch her. I bit her lips before moving away. 


“You want someone to touch you? You come to me! You want someone to kiss? You come to me! You want someone to make you feel good? You come to me! You want someone to fuck and satisfy your needs? You come to me! You want someone to make you cum? You. Fucking. Come. To. Me. Alina!” I gritted, plastering my forehead against hers. Rage had clouded my mind at the thought of her even considering going to someone else to fulfill her needs! Fucking hell! It was driving me crazy. Has she done it before? Fuck. 


48. The Confession