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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 31

Diara's entire body trembled as her foot inched closer toward Kariyah, each step feeling heavier than the last.

 Her mind screamed at her to stop, to resist, but her body moved as though detached from her will, a puppet bound by the cruel strings of humiliation. 

Every ounce of dignity she had left felt like it was slipping through her fingers, and the rage that simmered beneath her chest grew hotter with every second.

She bent down, her knees hitting the cold tile floor, the sound ringing in her ears like a death knell. 

A sharp, bitter taste filled her mouth as she lowered herself further, the sharp scent of Kariyah's perfumed lotions and skincare products filling her nostrils.

 Her heart raced as she clenched her fists, her nails digging into her palms hard enough to draw blood, but she refused to let out even a single whimper.