ALPHA'S REGRET: RECLAIMING MY REJECTED LUNA

Alina rejects Alpha Zach as her mate for the sake of her father but when she realizes she can't do without him, she hurries back into his arms, marrying him but things don't go as she hopes it would as Zach's feelings towards her changes. She ends up leaving the marriage at his behest. When Zach realizes Alina is carrying his child, he goes after her but this time things are different as he tries his best to have her back at all cost.

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Alina woke up feeling a banging headache, and as she touched Zach's part of the bed, she realized that he wasn't there, only the ruffled bed sheets.

She opened her eyes finally after lazing for a while. Alina stood up and headed towards the window, pulling the curtains open and letting the sun rays hit her already pale face.

Last night was different with Zach, he'd touched her in places that he's never. He took her several times, it almost seemed like it was his last time with her.

Alina couldn't wrap her thoughts around it. How can a man have two women at once? He'd been with Bella previously and now he was still so agile and took her on several sexual rounds.

Her lower back ached a bit so she stretched out a bit. Alina moved towards the wardrobe where she grabbed a random robe and put it on. She didn't realize that it was Zach's until she perceived the fragrance of his natural scent on it.

She sniffed excitedly, grasping his scent in her. Hoping that after last night, things would change between them. She saw passion in his eyes, she couldn't deny that she thought he'd changed.

She looked down on her flat stomach and rubbed it slowly. Truly, if there was a child growing in there, then she had to tell Zach about it. She was a bit positive that everything would change.

When Alina finished washing up, she changed into a short gray dress and had her hair tied in a sleek bun. She heads out of the bedroom, in a bid to search for Zach.

It was as if she knew it, he hadn't left the mansion like he would do on a normal ground. Zach was never someone who'd miss a meeting for anything. She thought he had a reason for being in the mansion at this time of the day.

She stared at the man sitting across the other part of the huge dining room with varieties of meals in front of him. He didn't seem to pay attention to them but to the documents he was holding.

Zachary felt her presence but he never turned, he only kept his focus on what he was reading. Soon, Alina approached him, she placed her hands on his shoulder and kissed his cheek.

"Good morning, Alpha" she greeted him. He'd always wanted her to call him that instead of his name. She seemed to finally want to do things right with him.

She took her seat facing him after he never responded to her greetings. Alina Blamed herself, she clearly saw how busy he was and she still went to bug him.

Alina served the meals, she assumed he'd been waiting for her. She gave him his and served some for herself.

She took a few spoonfuls before she decided to cut the long silence between them..

"Zach, I'll like to speak with you" she said,

He raised a brow at her.

"What is it?" He asked her.

".. it's about what I asked you, yesterday." She said calmly.

"Alina, we had a deal. You cannot have kids for me unless I permit you to" he declared.

"I know, Zach. But it's been years. Can we talk about it already? I want us to settle our differences and live a normal life. You have your responsibilities as the Alpha. And as your Luna, I have mine. Please let me do my part"

"NO!" He yelled out in rage.

"Alina, how many more times do you plan to defy me? Huh?" He questioned her

"Zach... I" she was unable to finish her statement before he cut her off.

"I've given you so many chances to prove to me that you'd changed. But you keep giving me reasons to believe that you only want to keep using me." He stated

"Zach, I'm sorry. Please" she apologized quickly.

"Let's get a divorce, Alina," he said calmly.

Her eyes always plunged out of their sockets, she had them widened in shock as she stared at him. Her mouth was slightly parted for a few minutes before she spoke.

"A- a divorce?" She stuttered confusedly.

Alina, in the next seconds, felt her heart ache and her head spunned. She almost puked but managed to hold back.

"W- why?" She asked him.

"Alina, it's been three years already. And I'm getting tired of your endless rants. I will let you go and be with whoever brings you peace and puts you first like you've always wanted." He said calmly.

"What are you even saying, Zach?" She yelled out, her heart beated faster. It almost felt like she was being stabbed , her legs went numb. Before she could realize what was going on, Zach coughed out blood..

She stared at him with her eyes squinted. "Z... Zach, what have you done?" She questioned him. Realizing that he'd broken their bond.

Zach wiped his bloodied mouth and then he placed the files he was reading earlier in front of her. "Sign these" he said.

"An alimony will be sent to your account immediately you've signed them" he stated.

Just then, a Feminine voice interrupted the whole situation. It was Bella, she came dressed in an elegant blue short skirt with a remarkable slit on the sides and a pink top.

She looked beautiful as always. It was at that moment Alina realized everything. This man divorced her in order to make things official with Bella.

She watched them hold hands as they left the dining room together. Alina passed out right there in the dining room.

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Elena’s life takes a dark turn when she is forcibly taken by a ruthless mafia boss who claims her as his own. Trapped in a world of danger and luxury, she must navigate the complex power struggles of the criminal underworld while resisting her growing attraction to her captor. As secrets emerge and loyalties are tested, Elena finds herself caught between her desire for freedom and a dangerous passion that could cost her everything.

Mafia Modern Romance

9.5

Discarded Wife: The Shadow Strategist Returns

9.5

I stood in the center of the ballroom, watching my husband accept credit for the massacre I had meticulously planned. To the underworld, Craig Snyder was the King, a strategic genius who had crippled the Russian mafia. To me, he was the man who had just re-gifted my anniversary present—a Patek Philippe watch—to match the diamond bracelet dangling from his mistress’s wrist. The Senator’s daughter, Chanel, laughed at a joke only he could hear, wearing a red dress and a look of naive adoration that used to be mine. When I confronted him, expecting an apology, Craig didn't just dismiss me. He slapped me across the face in front of the city's elite, the sound echoing like a gunshot. He yanked the wedding ring off my finger, drawing blood, and placed it into Chanel’s palm, calling me a hysterical, barren relic. Later, I found the forged documents. He had signed my name to transfer every asset we built together into his sole possession, leaving me with nothing but a hush-money check. He thought I was just a scorned wife. He forgot that I was the architect of his empire. So, I drove my car off a bridge. I let the world believe I was dead. I let him mourn the woman he destroyed while I watched from the shadows, erasing his existence from my accounts. Six months later, at the Global Crime Summit, Craig stood up with a diamond ring, ready to beg my memory for forgiveness. But the doors opened, and I didn't walk in alone. I walked onto the stage holding the hand of his deadliest rival, Felix Tyson. I wasn't there to take him back. I was there to take his kingdom.

Mafia Modern Romance

8.6

Fall From Grace, Rise To Reign

8.6

For six years, Lainey devoted herself to Jeremy, earning only ridicule from their social circle. Everything changed when she overheard him tell his lover, "She's nothing but a lapdog." Heartbroken, Lainey found solace with a supposed escort. People thought it was a ploy to win Jeremy back, but Lainey only scoffed. "He's just a housekeeper's son faking his status. Without me, he's nothing." Then everyone realized she was the real powerhouse, owning both elite society and the underworld. Jeremy begged in vain; Lainey never looked back. Her new man, supposedly a gigolo but secretly high society's elite, kissed her before Jeremy. "Your ex is pathetic."

Mafia Modern Romance

8.2

Healed By Another: Rejecting The Ruthless Don

8.2

I spent a year in a Swiss asylum, swallowing pills to cure a madness that didn’t exist. It turned out the medication was just sugar. My insanity was a script written by Jaxon Francis, the Don of New York, just so he could marry a Cartel princess without his ward getting in the way. When I finally escaped and tried to leave him, his new wife staged her own kidnapping and framed me. Jaxon didn’t ask for proof. He didn’t look at the evidence. Instead, he tied a rope around my ankles and dragged me behind a helicopter across the jagged rocks of the Wastelands. He held his wife close and watched as my skin was flayed and my bones shattered, believing he was executing a traitor. He left me for dead in the dirt, convinced he had cleansed his empire. I took the hush money his mother threw at me and vanished, letting Alina Phillips die in that field. Three years later, I returned to New York as "Echo," the elusive artist the world was obsessing over. At a charity auction, Jaxon bid one hundred million dollars for a painting of a woman’s scarred back, desperate to buy redemption for the ghost he thought he killed. He chased me into the rain, begging for a second chance, swearing he had destroyed his wife for me. I looked at the man who once held my heart and simply smiled. Then I turned to the man standing beside me. "Jaxon, meet Darwin," I said, linking my arm through his. "My husband."

Mafia Modern Romance

9.6

Mafia King's Debt: My Family's Fury

9.6

At my husband's nephew's christening, I saw him across the ballroom holding a newborn with another woman. I was four months pregnant with his heir, but he was presenting her son as his own. He had built a criminal empire, and our marriage was a strategic alliance. But now, the men who toasted our wedding were congratulating him on another woman's child, their gazes sliding right past me. My mother confirmed my worst fears: he'd been paying for his mistress's apartment for months. His mistress, Selena, cornered me, her voice dripping with venom. "He chose me. And our son." The stress brought on sharp, agonizing cramps, but when my husband, Dante, rushed over, he took her side. "Calm down," he commanded. "You're making a scene." He accused me of being hysterical, of cornering his fragile mistress who had just given birth. Through a haze of pain, I watched him shield her from me, his wife, telling me to go home and "be rational." The public humiliation was absolute. In the lawyer's office, Selena slapped me, then knocked over her own baby's carrier and screamed that I had attacked her child. Dante believed her without question. As I collapsed from the pain, the last thing I saw was his back as he walked away with his new family. I woke up in the hospital. He arrived with his mistress, not to see if I was okay, but to demand I apologize to her. That was the moment the woman he married died. And in her place, someone new was born.

Mafia Modern Romance

8.4

Marked By His Sin

8.4

"You don't belong in my world," he growled, his hand tightening around my waist. "Then why do you keep pulling me deeper into it?" I whispered. Ten years ago, I lost everything, my parents, my innocence, my trust in fate. I only remember his shaking hands... and the birthmark on his arm. Now, the most feared man in the city wants me. A billionaire who commands blood and silence. A mafia king who kneels only in the dark, only for me. But what happens when I discover that the man I love... ...is the same man who destroyed my life?

Billionaire Mafia Modern

ALPHA'S REGRET: RECLAIMING MY REJECTED LUNA

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