His Regret Began When She Let Go
" I want to know," Marissa said, placing a hand on her belly, "If you'll still be here to watch me give Bryce the child you never could!"
Rachel's blood ran cold. Of course! She was right.
***
For three years, Rachel has lived as the perfect wife of Bryce Voss. Gentle, composed and endlessly loyal, she believed love could soften any cruelty, until the day her husband walked into their matrimonial doors with another woman at his side, claiming she carried his child.
Declared infertile and a cancer victim after countless hospital visits, Rachel endures shame and cold shoulders from the family she once adored. When Bryce demands a divorce, she asks for one last thing- fourteen days. Fourteen days to remain his wife before fate decides what she'll become... but surprisingly he's indifferent.
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Chapter 3
A dismissive laughter escaped Marissa's lips, "oh my goodness, you're so funny!" She said amused. "A place? What place if I may ask? Is it your matrimonial room? Your mother-in-law? Or maybe your beloved Bryce?"
Rachel didn't respond.
"Well, let me make this clear to you. Even Bryce had said it earlier, you do not have a place in this house anymore. Just stop hallucinating and snap back to reality. Bryce is mine now and forever."
Rachel smiled a little, "I know. I am fully aware that he will soon be yours, I am not going to push lines between the both of you, but I deserve to be respected." She said calmly.
Marissa stood up from the bed and stormed towards Rachel with a smirk.
"I want to know," Marissa said, placing a hand on her belly, "if you will still be here to watch me give Bryce the child you never could."
Rachel's blood ran cold. Of course, she was right! She wasn't able to conceive for Bryce but that isn't the reason why Marissa would look down on her.
"With all due respect, I advise you to stop using people's suffering against them because you feel you're perfect." Rachel took a shallow breath, "and how do you feel taking people's place and being the second? If I were you, I would never even think of doing so."
Marissa swallowed hard, her hands clenched into fist, "you idiot!" She snapped, her voice seething with rage. "Let's see who gets Bryce's heart."
"I am not competing-" Before Rachel could finish her statement, Marissa staggered backwards and pushed herself to the floor, landing on her butt.
"Marissa-" Rachel screamed and reached out for her when the bathroom door opened. She ran towards Marissa who screamed in pain.
Bryce glanced briefly at the two women, but spotting Marissa on the floor he ran towards her, shoving Rachel aside abruptly.
"Marissa, what happened?" He said, carrying her up in his arms.
Marissa locked her eyes with Rachel and raised a finger pointing directly at her, "she pushed me," she cried, "because I'm pregnant, she pushed me! To kill our baby."
Bryce slowly kept Marissa on the bed and turned to face Rachel who was in deep shock. She did not even know when Marissa fell.
"Bryce- I swear, I didn't- I can't... I did not push her, I promise," Rachel stuttered. She couldn't even think of pushing Marissa down with her pregnancy, or even trying to kill her child.
"I knew it," Bryce's voice was dark. He pulled Rachel's grip holding it tight. "You have been trying every way to destroy the peace of this family. Are you not aware that she is pregnant?" Bryce said harshly, tightening her grip.
Rachel merely winced at the pain from the harsh grip but quickly composed herself, "I did not push her, she stumbled and fell!" Rachel defended, but Bryce released her arm pushing Rachel back with force, making her fall.
Rachel felt an uneasy pain in her abdomen. She placed her hands on her stomach, watching Bryce with teary eyes.
"This is how it feels," he said, voice cold. "We both agreed on fourteen days to repay me for letting you in, but your alternative is to kill the child. It's not gonna work."
Rachel frowned her face in resignation, Marissa set a trap and Bryce fell quickly into it. She stood in pain, wiping her eyes with the back of her palm.
"I understand, I am so stupid by trying to kill your child, I think I need to take my leave." She said turning to leave, when Marissa's voice came from behind.
"Bryce, you can't just let her go. Punish her!" She demanded. Rachel closed her eyes, trying to contain the rage storming inside her.
"Rachel," Bryce said, without looking at her. "From today henceforth, you will be preparing Marissa's breakfast, but you will be the first to taste it, in case you poisoned it."
Rachel nods and leaves the room.
***
"Are you stupid, Rachel?" Elara, Rachel's best friend and cousin yelled. "Why would you do that? I have always been against your marriage with Bryce, now you're adding an extra fourteen days to your departure. That's crazy!"
Rachel rested her head on Elara's shoulder. "I want to cut ties with the Voss family entirely and focus more on my business, I don't want them to break me, Elara. I just want to divorce on my own terms... not theirs."
Elara has always taken care of Rachel ever since her mother died and her father dumped her. Elara picked her up and worked her ass off just to put her in college- but when the Voss family showed up, showing interest in Rachel, Elara was distressed and deeply against it.
But Rachel, young and innocent, accepted their request in order to increase the funds of her business.
"I understand you, Rach, but you should have just signed it and come back to me. You're so damn resilient. I even wonder how you breath the same air with those fucked up bitches." Elara hissed.
Rachel smiled, a smile that barely reached her eyes. "I was diagnosed with an early stage cervical cancer but I did not tell anyone, not even Bryce."
Elara turned to Rachel in shock, "What the- cervical cancer? You need to begin treatment, girl. Are you alright?" She said, staring into Rachel's eyes.
Rachel nods with a faint smile, "After I get the divorce, I'll begin with treatment. Don't worry too much, it's still in its earliest stage."
Elara pulls Rachel into a deep hug, "I'm so sorry Rach, but I promise, I'll always be there for you. Anytime things gets so fucked up, do not hesitate to place a call."
Rachel nods, breaking from the deep hug. "I will. Elara how is the business thriving? Have we made much sales?"
Rachel owned a resin gallery, which she anonymously operated in. She didn't want anyone to know she was the CEO of the business, so she stayed hidden, letting Elara do her job.
"We've made a lot of sales for the past six months, earning over eleven million dollars, and more are still coming. I also employed some staff to reduce the workload."
Rachel pulled Elara into another hug, "I love you so much Elara, you've always been there for me." She said, tears of joy pouring out.
Elara patted her back slowly, "it's nothing. After all, you are still my sister and best friend!"
Rachel nodded, at least when the time for her divorce came, she had someone to lean on and a business to manage. At least even if there is no deep love- there is hope.
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Hannah came home under a false identity, ready to keep her head down and avoid trouble. Then a near-drowning opened her eyes, and the family she had wanted gave her nothing but disappointment.
She severed every tie, shed the disguise, and rose in revenge as a miracle doctor, brilliant hacker, and feared underworld ruler. Shock followed her family at every turn.
Her parents regretted everything. Her eldest brother clung desperately to the bond of their shared blood, while her second brother gave up his entire fortune just to earn her forgiveness. Her third brother offered up his own body for a surgery-all to save her.
But Hannah stayed cold and built her empire alone. Only one deadly rival refused to be ignored.
"I was hired to kill you, mister."
"Then take my heart, too."
7.2
Elena stood flawless in her bridal gown. Five years of molding herself for Dante Moretti and a powerful mafia treaty culminated now. This dress was her only solace.
Then her phone buzzed. A text from Dante: "Wedding canceled." Two cold words, no explanation. Her world shattered, heart a sledgehammer blow.
Dante answered her call from a hospital, commanding her to leave, no apology. Her father and 500 mafia guests outside whispered of "humiliation." Marco then cleared Dante's things, revealing he was moving his long-comatose 'white swan,' Sofia, into their intended home. Her father's ultimatum: win Dante back in thirty days, or be married to a sadistic Russian boss.
Discarded, betrayed, and trapped, Elena felt absolute humiliation. She despised five years wasted, facing a fate worse than death. But as tears blurred her vision, a dangerous thought ignited: Dante wasn't the only Moretti. She wouldn't cry or beg. Instead, she'd choose the most terrifying Moretti of all, and make Dante pay for his arrogance.
8.1
Alice Monroe has always lived quietly. Between the late nights diner shifts and early morning classes,her world is small, ordinary, and safe. She doesn't have time for distractions especially not the kind that comes wrapped in tailored suits and gray eyes.
Brian carter is used to getting everything he wants as the ruthless billionaire CEO of cross enterprises, people fear him ,envy him and obey him. But the moment he locks eyes with an innocent diner waitress whose innocent eyes disarm him, Brian finds himself craving something he's never had , someone untouchable .
She wants nothing to do with men like him powerful, dangerous ,the kind who burn everything they touch. Yet fate keeps pulling them together. His world is full of secrets and ruthless,hers is fragile and simple. They should never collide.
But he can't stay away .
And she can't deny the fire he awakens in her.
7.5
After my boyfriend of four years publicly humiliated me at a charity gala, calling me a "charity case," I drowned my sorrows at a dive bar and had a one-night stand with a stranger.
I woke up the next morning in a luxury hotel suite to find out the stranger was Christian Porter, the most ruthless billionaire on Wall Street.
Worse, paparazzi had photographed us leaving the bar. He coldly informed me that the photos would create a scandal that could tank his company's upcoming IPO, costing him hundreds of millions. As if my world wasn't collapsing fast enough, I got a call that my younger brother had been arrested for assaulting my ex in my defense.
Christian didn't want my apology; he wanted a solution. He slammed a prenuptial agreement on the table in front of me.
He gave me an ultimatum: sign a two-year marriage contract to turn the scandal into a corporate fairy tale, or he would ruin me. Trapped, I agreed. But when my furious brother confronted him at the police station, Christian looked him dead in the eye and said something that left me breathless.
"I didn't marry her to solve a problem," he said, his voice echoing in the small room. "I married her because I've been in love with her for ten years."
8.8
BLURB
He was the broken boy that everyone made fun of.
She was the courageous girl who came to his rescue.
Cassian Vale would never forget the brave young girl who told him that light could still be reflected from broken glass and stood between him and cruelty.
She became the dream that carried him through a lifetime of pain, the miracle he promised himself he would one day find again.
But fate is cruel with its reunions.
Years later, Liora Ashford returns to his world not as the radiant beauty he remembers, but as a woman marked by scars and silence, her once celebrated face altered by a tragic accident.
When she takes a job at Vale Dominion Holdings, she discovers the boy she once saved has become a cold, powerful CEO and he doesn't recognise her.
Terrified of what he might see, Liora hides in the shadows. But when he mistakes her beautiful best friend for his childhood savior, the cruelest betrayal unfolds.
The woman who stole her identity now stands by his side, bathing in the love that should have been hers.
As lies deepen, enemies rise, and the world turns vicious, Liora must decide if she is brave enough to reveal the truth, while Cassian must confront whether he fell in love with a memory... or the woman fate tried to erase.
In a world that values perfection, will love recognize the scarred truth or remain blinded by beautiful illusion?
Genre: Billionaire contemporary romance,Drama Fiction.
Key Tropes:Mistaken identity ,Ceo obsession, rejection , betrayal /twisted love, cold billionaire, love beyond appearance, stolen Identity, envy-driven Deceit, hostile corporate rivalry
9.5
Ten years ago, a storm tore through Burke Manor and destroyed my life. I was just an eight-year-old orphan hiding in the shadows when a rotted balcony railing gave way, sending the heir to the Burke fortune plummeting to the pavement.
Before the ambulance even arrived, the lie was set in stone.
"She pushed him!" my rival screamed, and the world instantly branded me a murderer.
I was hauled away in a police cruiser, losing everything. A decade later, I was an eighteen-year-old mechanic in Queens, covered in grease and struggling to keep my Nana Rose alive.
But the past doesn't stay buried. Finn Burke returned in a black Maybach, looking like a predatory emperor. When Nana suffered a massive heart attack, the hospital demanded a deposit I couldn't pay, and Finn was there with a checkbook and a contract of "indebted servitude."
He bought my grandmother's life and, in exchange, he bought me. He dragged me back to the manor, locked a titanium GPS shackle around my wrist, and forced me to be his personal caretaker.
He wants me to manage his pain, to bathe him, and to look at his crippled legs every day as a reminder of the "sin" he says I committed. He calls me his property, a slave to a debt I can never repay.
But while massaging his legs, I felt something impossible—muscle tone and reactive tension that shouldn't exist after ten years of paralysis.
He thinks he’s broken me, but he’s forgotten one thing. I’m a mechanic; I know when someone is hiding what’s under the hood.
Finn Burke is lying about his legs, and I’m going to find out why, even if I have to burn this manor down to get the truth.