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?
-----------------------------------------------------
“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 still think this wasn't necessary,” Alina sighed, looking out of the car window. 


“Shut up. You know I wasn't going to waste the only day I get off early from work. Besides, I have heard so many good things about this restaurant,” Thea counter replied, while steering her car to the left , taking a sharp turn. 


“You know I'm not too fond of fine dining anyways. Burgers work fine for me.” 


“Yes, but you can't complain if I'm the one who's spoiling you. You just sit back and enjoy it.” Thea stopped the car in front of a lavish restaurant before stepping out and handing her keys to the valet. Alina joined her before they entered. 


“He'll be joining us in a few,” Thea hooked her arm with Alina's. 


“Hi, do you have a reservation?” The receptionist asked the girls. 


52. Far From Over