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 couldn't fucking take it anymore. There was no way I could let that bastard put his claim on Alina while I just stand and do nothing. So I knew I had to tear the contract. The contract never meant anything in the first place. It was just a way to keep her bound to me. And now that I could finally see her feelings, how she was getting comfortable around me and not altogether opposed to the idea of living with me or even just breathing the same air as I was breathing, I knew just a few more punches and the wall would collapse. 


As for the fucking Elliot, I think I'll have to meet him on person and show him his place. But for now, I concentrated on kissing the precious woman who tasted like sweet candy. She melted in my hold as I sucked on her soft rosy lips. And they way she responded back had me hardening in seconds. 


92. Feeling Good