Our Love Ends Here

A decade ago, Andrea Young was summoned to a new world to complete a specific mission: win the heart of Gabriel Fulton, the elite crown prince of Capital City. Over ten years, she transitioned from his classmate to his wife and the mother of his child. However, after successfully fulfilling her objective and falling in love, Andrea requests to depart. With her exit approved, she has only fifteen days to say her final goodbyes to the family she must leave behind.

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Chapter 8

As expected, after hearing the ringtone, Gabriel only glanced at his phone before moving aside to answer the call.

Hannah said something, which caused his expression to change slightly. Gabriel even glanced at Anthony before hanging up. Gabriel then whispered something to Anthony, and both of them walked toward Andrea together.

Gabriel said, "Andrea, something suddenly came up for Anthony and me. Take a taxi home first. I'll make it up to you for the anniversary next time, okay?"

Andrea pondered, 'What matter required him to bring Anthony? They're just going to accompany Hannah.'

His lie was awful, yet Andrea lacked the energy to expose him. She looked up at Gabriel and Anthony, who were waiting for her approval. She smiled slightly and said slowly, "Okay. Be careful."

Gabriel instantly relaxed. He picked Anthony up and headed toward the school’s entrance. As if remembering something suddenly, Gabriel headed back and kissed Andrea's cheek. "Andrea, I'll plan a big surprise for you next time." Then, he turned around and left.

He had taken a few steps when Andrea called out from behind them. "Gabriel, Anthony."

Gabriel and Anthony instinctively stopped and turned around to look at her.

"Keep walking. Don't look back. I just wanted to say goodbye." She emphasized the last word, but Gabriel did not notice it. He only waved at her with a smile. Anthony also waved and bid Andrea goodbye before leaving with Gabriel.

Andrea stood still as she watched Gabriel and Anthony's figure leave until they disappeared completely.

She withdrew her gaze and wandered alone around the school campus. Everywhere she went was filled with youthful energy, and every inch of the place was filled with their memories.

Entering one of the classrooms, she seemed to recall the handsome boy seated behind her. His ears were red as he poked her uniform, asking, "Andrea, will you be my girlfriend?"

Walking up to the sycamore tree, she seemed to see the same boy holding her hand and carving into the tree bark under the moonlight.

[18-year-old Gabriel will love 17-year-old Andrea forever.]

When Andrea walked down the school corridor, she seemed to see the night when the power went out. The school building was filled with excitement, but only he pulled her to the corner, panting, and gave her his first kiss.

Finally, she pushed open the door to the rooftop. She seemed to see Gabriel in a suit and bowtie, holding roses and kneeling before her.

He looked nervous, but his eyes were full of love. Gabriel said, "Andrea, marry me. I'll always dote on you and love you."

He had also promised, "Andrea, you're the only one I will ever call my wife."

He had said, "Andrea, I will never betray you."

However, he later made those promises to another woman, word for word.

Eventually, she returned to the villa alone. It was nearly midnight, and Gabriel and Anthony still had not come back.

Andrea wondered, 'What are they doing now? Having dinner with Hannah? Watching a movie? Or are they coaxing her to sleep just like how they coax me?'

She sat quietly on the couch until the clock struck 12. She closed her eyes, and she heard the system's voice. "Ms. Young, it's time for you to leave. Are you ready?"

Andrea's eyes remained closed as she softly replied, "I'm ready. Take me home."

Once she finished speaking, a blinding light fell before her. Before she could react, the light enveloped her, stripping her soul from her body.

Sometime later, the light disappeared.

Finally, Andrea stopped breathing, with only a relieved smile on her face as she pondered, 'Gabriel, Anthony, I'm going home. We will never meet again...'

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I never expected to be branded a 'fake heiress' and a 'scheming bitch' on my own wedding anniversary. "Did you really think we'd never find out you faked the DNA test?" My mother's voice cut like a blade. "You've been impersonating our real daughter all along." The irony was suffocating. They were the ones who stormed into my peaceful life, insisting that I was their long-lost child-no proof needed. And now they dared to call me the fraud. "Since Camille has finally returned to where she belongs," my father declared coldly, "it's time for you to crawl back into whatever shadow you came from." Then came the final blow. My husband of five years didn't even hesitate. "I'll have the divorce papers drawn up immediately. Don't make this difficult, Mirena. You were never meant to be my wife." Overnight, I was discarded. The scandal of the city. The woman who stole a life that was never hers. But they forgot one thing: I never needed them. Before I was George Ashton's wife, I was Mirena Sterling-the Investment Queen. The woman who broke Wall Street records before she turned twenty-five. A racing champion. A tech prodigy. I walked away from all of it. Gave up my empire. My crown. My name. All for a man who threw me away like garbage the moment someone "better" came along. Big mistake. On the night they cast me out, soaking wet and humiliated, I ran into the last person I ever wanted to see. "Look at you now, Mirena," Alexander Pierce murmured, watching me with those piercing eyes. "The woman who once ruled the financial world. Reduced to this." He tilted his head. "And for what? Love?" A dark laugh. "Pathetic." My former rival. The man who spent years trying to beat me-and never once succeeded. Now he stood before me, a Wall Street titan, watching my downfall with hungry satisfaction. He thought he'd seen the last of me. He was wrong. The game was simple now: drop the dead weight, reclaim what's mine, and remind everyone why they feared my name. Within months, I was back. Every market moved when I breathed. Every headline screamed my return. The Sterlings came crawling, begging for mercy they'd never shown me. And George? He watched in horror as I bought his most prized company without blinking. The divorce he'd so eagerly signed? His greatest regret. "Mirena, please," he begged, groveling at my feet. "Give me another chance." I didn't even look at him. "Sorry, darling. I don't recycle trash." But what I didn't expect was him. Alexander Pierce dropped to one knee in front of me-the man who had once mocked my fall, now looking up with something raw and undisguised in his crimson gaze. "I knew you'd take back everything they stole," he said, voice low. "Now..." A slow, dangerous smile curved his lips. "Take me too."

Billionaire Modern Romance

7.6

Defying The Ruthless Billionaire Heir

7.6

Johana walked half a mile through a brutal blizzard just to secure a tutoring job with the elite Black family. But the very night she was hired, she received a terrifying call from the ER—her quiet roommate, Hazelle, had been drugged and severely traumatized at a Hamptons party. When Johana rushed to the hospital, she didn't find the police. Instead, she found a team of ruthless billionaires erasing the crime. Leading them was Dalton Black, the cold, arrogant older brother of her new student. Within minutes, Dalton's fixers wiped the hospital's security footage, deleted all digital evidence, and forcefully transferred Hazelle to a locked private psychiatric facility. "We are ensuring her privacy." Dalton's voice was devoid of emotion, treating the horrific assault like a minor PR glitch. His friends mocked Johana's powerlessness, while Dalton authorized a blank check to pay for the private ward, effectively burying the scandal and buying their silence. Johana stood in the sterile hallway, trembling with a mix of despair and absolute rage. How could they destroy an innocent girl's life and simply pay to make it disappear? Why was the truth so easily erased by money? She had no wealth, no connections, and no proof, but she refused to be a victim of their cover-up. Staring directly into Dalton's intimidating, icy blue eyes, Johana made a vow. "I don't want your money. I will find out what you monsters did to her." She thought the billionaire heir would crush her on the spot, but instead, he watched her walk away and quietly ordered his assistant: "Find out everything about Johana Neal."

Action Billionaire Modern

7.3

Her Vengeance Rises From The Asylum

7.3

I walked into the luxury boutique on Fifth Avenue, the air conditioning chilling my skin. There she was-Alivia, my adopted sister-swiping my husband' s Black Card for her wedding dress. Three years ago, she tampered with the neonatal equipment during my home birth, suffocating my newborn son. Then she told everyone I was a drug addict who killed my own baby in a hallucination. My husband, Carter, didn't just believe her; he locked me in a high-security psychiatric facility in Nevada to "fix" me. For three years, I rotted in isolation while she took my life, my husband, and paraded a child that wasn't even his as the Fletcher heir. Even my parents sided with her, protecting their image over their own daughter's sanity. They think I' m still the fragile socialite who would crumble under their gaslighting. They think I' m here to beg for forgiveness. I pulled a silver flash drive from my clutch and stepped into the light. "Shopping for a wedding dress, Alivia?" I whispered, my voice cutting through her laughter. "I hope it goes well with the forensic report proving you murdered my son." The game is over, Carter. I' m not here to reconcile. I' m here to burn your empire to the ground.

Action Billionaire Romance

8.2

I Hid His Heir from My Alpha

8.2

For two years, I was the Alpha's secret wife, a duty he resented. But the positive pregnancy test in my hand was a miracle, a blessing from the Moon Goddess. This baby, our heir, was supposed to be the bridge that finally mended our broken mate bond. That night, he left without a word. I saw on a gossip site that he'd gone to pick up his ex-lover, Isadora. Reaching for him through our bond, I wasn't met with his usual coldness, but with her emotions bleeding through him-triumph and smug possession. The next morning, I went to his office, ready to tell him about our baby, believing our child could fix us. But I stopped when I heard him talking to our Pack Healer about me. The healer said I looked fragile, that he should care for his mate. My husband laughed. "You seem to care for her more than I do," Demetri said, his voice dripping with ice. "Do you want me to give her to you? Take her. She's of no use to me." My world shattered. I wasn't just unloved; I was a thing to be discarded. I looked down at the pregnancy report, the proof of the life inside me, and made a vow. He would never know about our child, and I would sever our bond myself.

Billionaire Romance Werewolf

8.9

Love's Double-Cross

8.9

After discovering Trevor Farren’s blatant infidelity with a hostess, his wife decides that simple heartbreak isn't enough. Watching him lavish her rival with the same luxury she once enjoyed, she initiates a calculated plan for vengeance. By learning provocative secrets from the shadows of a nightclub, she transforms herself into an irresistible siren. Her goal is to seduce Trevor once more, only to systematically dismantle his world and leave him in total ruin.

Billionaire Modern Mystery Romance

8.2

My Husband Let My Father Die for His Mistress

8.2

When her father’s life hung in the balance, her billionaire husband made a heartless choice: he saved his mistress instead. This betrayal left her mourning a tragic loss while grappling with the reality of her fractured marriage. Now, she must navigate the aftermath of his cruelty and the presence of the woman who came between them. It is a story of deep heartbreak, cold indifference, and the painful struggle to find a way forward after an unforgivable act.

Billionaire Modern Romance

Our Love Ends Here

Chapter 8

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