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Billionaire's First Love Returns From The Dead

Raylen Vale seems to lead a charmed life. He heads multiple multi-million dollar enterprises, is married to a beautiful and dedicated ex-model wife, and has two adorable children. What's more, he's achieved all this before the ripe old age of thirty-five. Unlike most successful CEOs, he's still young and handsome even when standing beside his gorgeous wife. It's no wonder that the media loves to fawn over his picture-perfect family. So why does he return every winter solstice to the abandoned and unvisited grave of one Delaney Sackville-West? And why does he demand the dearly departed to "Look at me living well while you rot into nothingness" as he paces before the tomb? And why, despite his harsh words, does he envy the soil that gets to wrap itself around her body? Trigger warnings: Suicide, eating disorders.

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Cliché (Livia)

It is quite some time before Livia finds her voice again. "You are being ridiculous."

"How so?" he asks, infuriating her.

The absurdity of the situation is almost enough to make her forget that she is pregnant by this man again.

Almost.

But how can she fail to remember when confronted by the sight of a king-sized bed not unlike the one they used to share?

The memory makes her cheeks heat up so much she almost feels like 'I am pregnant' is scrawled across her forehead.

"Because, because…"

Raylen notices her discomfort, but misidentifies the underlying cause. "There is nothing to be embarrassed about," he begins. "It is not like we have never slept in the same bed before."

"It's just not the same. It's no longer the same."

He sighs. "Look, if you are still not comfortable, we can place pillows between us. Or I will sleep on the sofa after the children are asleep."