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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.

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Chapter 24

The office was cloaked in a tension that neither of them acknowledged but both felt deeply. Diara sat elegantly on a plush chair, her back straight, her eyes unwavering as she stared across the table at Kellan. 

His expression was neutral, though there was a sharpness in his gaze that suggested he was sizing her up, weighing her against the decision they were about to make. 

The air between them seemed heavy with unspoken agreements, possibilities, and the risk of the unknown.

"If I grant you your wish, you will help me?" Kellan's voice was steady, his words a question, but they carried the weight of a binding promise.

Diara didn't hesitate. Her head dipped in a slight nod, the motion calm but deliberate. She had thought this through, every step, every move, long before they had sat at this table.