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Married to my Downfall

he tightens his grip on her wrist, his cold, lustful eyes bore into her soul, reminding her of the vows they once exchanged. "You are mine and mine alone," he whispers, his voice dripping with dark possessiveness. But Diara is no longer the broken woman he left behind. She meets his gaze with a defiant grin, her voice steady as she declares, "I have signed the divorce papers, there’s nothing between us." But Kellan, ever the predator, smirks at her defiance, licking his lips in a way that makes her skin crawl. "I have not yet signed the divorce papers," he sneers, "It’s null and void." His words send a wave of disgust through her, but she refuses to back down. She has suffered enough—endured the heartbreak of losing countless children, the relentless torment of the Crownstar family, and the pain of loving a man who only brought her misery. Diara thought she had escaped his clutches, but now he has returned, more dangerous and determined than ever to claim her as his own. He may have broken her once, but this time, Diara is prepared to fight back. She knows that Kellan is a monster, a man who thrives on control and manipulation, and she is ready to do whatever it takes to free herself from his grasp once and for all. As the battle between them intensifies, Diara must confront the demons of her past and the dark reality of her present. In a world where love is twisted into something unrecognizable, she must find the strength to reclaim her life and protect herself from the man who once vowed to cherish her—but who now seeks to destroy her.

SilverSkyla · Urbain
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Chapter 21

The dim light in Kellan's office cast long shadows across the room, the tension thick enough to feel. Diara sat across from him, her posture rigid but her gaze unwavering. 

Her voice was steady, bold even, as she repeated the words that had shocked the room into silence.

"I don't need your money," Diara declared, her tone resolute, though there was an unmistakable flicker of vulnerability in her eyes. "I just need your love, and I want you to marry me."

Kellan's breath hitched, the absurdity of the situation hitting him like a freight train. He pushed back from his desk, rising abruptly from his chair, his movements sharp and brimming with annoyance. 

For a moment, he simply stared at her, his brow furrowed in disbelief. This—this was insane. 

He hadn't expected *this* when he'd invited her into his office to discuss the issue at hand. A marriage proposal? From *her*? His mind reeled, trying to make sense of what was happening.