Ovia Rebecca

Katherine Donovan's world shattered when she discovered her billionaire husband, Castiel Mikaelson, in bed with her identical twin sister, Caroline.  Betrayal, humiliation, and the public exposure of their secret left her broken.  Seeking solace and healing, she escapes to the country side, vowing to leave her past behind. 

Years later, Katherine returns to her hometown, a transformed woman.  She's built a successful business, found confidence, and is fiercely independent.  But the scars of betrayal remain, driving a burning desire for revenge.  She sets her sights on Castiel, now engaged to Caroline, and orchestrates a plan to make him suffer. 

Her path to revenge leads her to Zayn Hogan, Castiel's best friend, a wealthy and enigmatic man.  Katherine, with her undeniable beauty and charm, embarks on a passionate affair with him, fueled by a thirst for retribution.  But as their connection deepens, Katherine finds herself questioning her motivations. Can she truly find happiness in a love born out of revenge? 

As Castiel, desperate to win Katherine back, makes a public spectacle of his remorse, Katherine must confront her past and her feelings for Zayn.  The lines blur between revenge and genuine love, leaving her at a crossroads. Will she finally find closure and forgiveness, or will the weight of her past ultimately consume her?

The Billionaire's Ex Wife's Wants Revenge

The cold light of a winter morning streamed through the kitchen window, casting a soft glow on the pristine countertops. The mansion was quiet, save for the rhythmic sound of Katherine's knife against the cutting board. She was humming to herself, the tune soft and melodic, filling the still air with a gentle warmth. 


The scent of fresh vegetables mingled with the faint aroma of coffee that lingered from earlier. Her breath fogged the chilled window briefly as she leaned in to glance at the snow-covered landscape outside. Katherine's sweater hugged her frame, her hair tucked behind her ears as she worked steadily, enjoying the solitude. 


Then, without warning, warmth engulfed her. Strong arms snaked around her waist, pulling her gently but firmly against a hard chest. She froze for a moment, the knife hovering over the cucumber, before a familiar chuckle rumbled near her ear. 


Act Two: Ghosts Of Him (18+)