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

It was the weekend, meaning no more of seeing Mr Hitler today. Finally I could take a break from him. But today, I was just feeling out of my usual self. A little too lethargic and well… sick. Why, though? I had no idea. I got up from the bed, the gentle raises of the sun peeking in from the curtain as my baby stirred in his sleep before opening his eyes. “Morning,” I wished with a pleasant smile. 


“Morning mummy!” He exclaimed, hopping off the bed and joining me by my side. 


“What do you wanna do today?” I asked, making our way to the bathroom. 


“Um, watch superman,” of course … him and his obsession with superman. 


“Ok,” I chirped before I filled the tub and prepared his favorite bubble bath for him. After cleaning up, we brushed our teeth. He jogged down the stairs to join his aunty for breakfast while I stayed back to take my shower before joining them. 


“What's cookin’?” I called out, smelling the delicious aroma coming from the kitchen. 


64. Gifts and Requests