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Elena sacrificed everything for her marriage-only to be betrayed by the man who swore to love her. Just because Elena couldn't bear a son as an heir.
When Damian, the arrogant billionaire she used to call husband, brings another woman home, Elena doesn't cry or beg. She immediately filed for divorce and disappeared from Damian's life.
Five years later, Elena reappeared as the queen of business. With her intelligence, she built her own business empire.
Damian regretted it when he found out ...

“My brother would kill you, Roman. Hell, I shouldn’t even be here!”
He moves closer, blocking the exit. “He’s not here, and you’re not telling me to stop, Nikki. So, why don’t we stop lying to each other and admit the truth?"
I glare at him. My heart’s slamming against my chest. “Which is what exactly?”
A wicked smirk curves his lips. “That we want each other. Always have. No matter how badly we shouldn’t.”
Ten years ago, I almost kissed the one guy I should’ve stayed away from, my brot...

Betrayal.
A young woman, Elena Mendez, was deceived and murdered by her fiancé and her best friend. However, instead of dying, her soul was sent back to the day before her wedding, giving her the chance to relive her life. Only this time, with enough knowledge about the future to change her destiny. Now she seeks revenge against those who have wronged her, and she approaches her ex-fiancé's rival to help her take revenge on her ex-fiancé and best friend but in the process of vengeance spirals ...

Meet Kamila Wilsons, a woman who left her wealthy family and expensive lifestyle, hid her identity just to marry the one man that she loves. A
man whom her family had warned her not to chase if she doesn’t want to be heartbroken. Turning a deaf ear towards her family, Kamila married with Arnoldo Morrison.
Arnoldo was against the marriage due to the fact that he never had feelings for Kamila. However, the both of them got together because of the Matriarch of the Morrison family, Grandma Megan.
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The moment I pushed open the clinic door, I nearly fainted on the spot—the sexy physical therapist in that white coat was Ethan, my ex-boyfriend who I dumped hard two months ago!
Even worse, my mom was sitting right there watching, so I had no choice but to grit my teeth and endure his "professional treatment."
This bastard, hiding behind his doctor's coat, used every treatment excuse to do whatever he wanted with my body.
"Relax, your body still remembers my touch," he whispered in my ear.
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