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No | 2024-11-05 00:39 | active | 1684 | 0 | 🔞Click to read on📜The Return Of His Unrivaled Ex-Wife 📜 | After their divorce, Bruce thought Joanna was going to keep harassing him or at least make a scene. Unexpectedly, the next day, Joanna moved out. She took nothing with her but her IDs, not even the bank card that had 100 million dollars in it. And in these four years, there had been no news of her at all. It had been four years. She just disappeared from his world completely. Until four years later, Joanna came back with her sons and another man. Even though they were divorced, Bruce still felt cheated on and even betrayed. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------- It was midnight, and the raindrops were pounding the window. Inside a house, a man said coldly, "sign the divorce papers! As compensation, I will give you 100 million dollars in alimony." "Did I do something wrong again, Bruce?" asked Joanna Haynes timidly. She had always been a humble servant in front of him. "Roxy's back, and she doesn't want to see you! It's time for our marriage to end. So you have to go!" Bruce Everett said, crossing his long legs and leaning back on the couch. He was as handsome as a classical Greek sculpture, but the look on his face was as cool as ever. Joanna's pale lips quivered as if she had fallen into the icy water. She asked with shock, "You're divorcing me because she's back? Is our marriage nothing but a joke to you?" "You were not the one I wanted to marry in the first place, and you drove Roxy away two years ago with your dirty tricks. Now that she's back, I won't make the same mistake. Hurry up and sign the papers! 100 million dollars for two years of your pathetic life. You should consider it a bargain." Bruce had always been good at hurting her with words. "I... What will happen if I don't sign them?" Joanna asked bitterly. "Suit yourself. I have ways of making you disappear. Legally or not, no one will notice." As heir to the richest family in the Greyport city, Bruce had always been capable of doing whatever he liked. Who would dare to stand up to him anyway? Two years ago, Joanna's family decided to get connected with the Everetts by marriage. However, at the engagement banquet of Bruce and Roxanne, Joanna's step-sister, the man was drugged. Later in the lounge, Bruce mistook Joanna for Roxanne, and they slept with each other. The next day, the scandal of the Haynes group's eldest daughter hooking up with her brother-in-law was all over the newspaper. Roxanne Haynes' mental state broke, and she was sent to a nursing home abroad for treatment. Everyone took Joanna as the most shameless homewrecker, pointing fingers at her for sleeping with her brother-in-law. Bruce hated her even more and decided that Joanna was the one who drugged him and climbed onto his bed. Yet, the Everett family and the Haynes family shared a friendship for generations. Moreover, this marriage was meant to deepen the connection. Hence, the elders of both families, Raymond Haynes and Margaret Everett, insisted on Bruce and Joanna getting married. The past two years of marriage had been a living hell for Joanna. Her tolerance and affection did not make it any better. In return, she got more humiliation and torture. Joanna was exhausted, both mentally and physically. So what if Bruce wanted a divorce? She'd had enough anyway! "Fine, I'll sign them, but I have a request." "Spit it out then!" Bruce believed that Joanna was thinking about more money! After all, that was what she, a scheming woman, could only care about. "I want you to sleep with me as a real lover does for once. For the past two years, every time you've been with me, you've called out Roxanne's name. Yeah, you've made me feel like I'm the worst woman in the world, and I've had enough! I'm your wife, and I want you to call out my name while sleeping with me for the last time. I am Joanna, not Roxanne!" For the first time, Joanna was screaming hysterically and trembling with anger. Each time in the past two years, Bruce would deliberately call out the wrong name! He had sex with her simply to punish and humiliate her. There was no love in it at all! "Oh, stop the nonsense. There's someone waiting for me downstairs..." Joanna snorted with self-mocking laughter. Then it probably was Roxanne who was waiting for him downstairs! "She can wait a little longer. She's been waiting for two years, and I think she can be patient enough for another few minutes. Do what I said or not. Suit yourself. I don't mind the media writing stories about me again!" Bruce hated being threatened the most. His thin lips curled into a sneer. A few seconds later, he replied, "Fine, I'll do it. But don't you regret it, Joanna!" Bruce jerked to stand up, seized her by the blouse, and pulled her over violently. And then... Her stockings were ripped apart... The man did not even give her a warning before hurting her! "AH!" Joanna cried, shutting her eyes in pain! Bruce was as ruthless as ever, almost cruel. He never cared if it hurt her or not. Or maybe watching her suffer simply pleased him! Good! Very good! She would remember this, remembering the man's cruelty to her for the rest of her life. "Joann. Oh, Joann. Are you happy now?" He finally called her name as he was on top of her. Though it was quite a humiliation, she could finally get rid of the depression that haunted her for two whole years. Joanna felt tears streaming down her cheeks as she said in a heartbroken tone, "Bruce Everett! I won't love you anymore!" Bruce had heard what she said but chose to ignore it. He caught her jaw contemptuously, looked down at her face, and sneered! She was... beautiful! This woman had such a pretty and innocent face, but her mind was filled with filth and schemes. That was why her so-called love for him would only make him sick. "Sign the divorce papers, take the money, and leave Greyport forever!" Having said that, Bruce left without looking back, leaving her lying on the floor in a mess. Two months later... In a hospital. "Congratulations, Ms. Haynes, you are pregnant with more than one. But I suggest you give up one or two of the fetuses, or there will be too many at risk!" Giving up? No, she would not take away the right to live from any of her children! It was her baby and hers alone! One way or another, she was gonna give birth to them and raise them right... ##Chapter 2 The Return Of Joanna Four years later. In the intensive-care unit of a hospital. "I'm sorry, we tried everything we could, but Raymond isn't getting any better. You should go inside and bid farewell to him!" Shaun Haynes frowned worriedly and said, "Doc, will you please try something else? If my father can't make it, all the properties of the Haynes family will be bequeathed to the government... oh, what to do... none of us have even seen Joanna over the years. Damn it, and my father, too. We don't know what he was thinking. How could he ignore his grandsons who keep him accompanied every day while only caring for that wretched daughter of mine!" Everyone in the Haynes family was miserable these days. Raymond, Shaun's father, drafted an odd will on his deathbed. He left 51% of the Haynes Group to his eldest granddaughter, Joanna. As for the other members of the Haynes family, they would inherit only 10%. In other words, Joanna would become the largest shareholder of the Haynes Group. Yet, according to the additional condition to the will, if Joanna did not show up before Raymond's death, all the properties of the Haynes family would go straight to the government. So, the Haynes family had been looking for Joanna desperately for these days. However, it was like Joanna had disappeared from the world! No one ever heard from her and saw her even once since she and Bruce got divorced. "The way I see it, that girl is simply going against us on purpose! No one knows where the hell she has been for all those years!" Shaun's second wife, Ingrid Haynes, was cursing furiously, and her face twisted a little. Back then, she, with the twins in her belly, kicked Joanna and Joanna's mother out of the family. Then Ingrid gave birth to her third son, thinking that her position in the family was absolutely secured. She had never expected that she would have nothing in the end. Of all three children of hers, the old man still favored that Joanna girl. "Dad, Mom, Grandpa's awake!" "Joann... my Joanna..." Raymond had been in a coma for more than a dozen days. His hours were numbered. And before his death, his only concern was for his eldest granddaughter, Joanna. Joanna had been missing for four years, and that worried Raymond so much. He even suspected that Ingrid might have somehow murdered his beloved granddaughter. "Dad, aren't Rick, Ryan and Roxy all your grandchildren? Your will is not fair! You basically leave nothing to them! They might as well just go out on the street and beg for a living if you insist on donating everything to the government!" "Joann... Let me see Joann. You won't get a penny before that..." Ingrid shouted in a low voice, "It's been four years, Raymond! Who knows where she's gone? Plus, if she really cares for you, how can she not show up to see you for the last time?" A hint of impatience crossed Roxanne's eyes, and she couldn't help but ask, "Bruce, do you know where my sister has been?" Bruce froze because he did not know the answer to this question. Four years ago, after their divorce, Bruce thought Joanna was going to keep harassing him or at least make a scene! Unexpectedly, the next day, Joanna moved out. She took nothing with her but her IDs, not even the bank card that had 100 million dollars in it. And in these four years, there had been no news of her at all. Of course, as proud as Bruce was, he never contacted her either. It had been four years! Still, Bruce didn't believe she would let go so easily! He had prepared so many plans to get rid of her as long as she showed up. Yet it turned out that he didn't need any of them! She just disappeared from his world completely. "Joann... Joann!" "Oh, come on, Grandpa's dying! Go get the doctors..." The ECG monitor told everyone that Raymond's heartbeat was stopping. In tears, his family members all gathered around the bed! They were crying, not for Raymond's approaching death, but for the properties that were about to be donated! Tap, tap, tap... From the hospital corridor came the sound of high heels! Creak. The door of the ward was pushed open. The one who came in was wearing a custom-made white suit! A limited-edition bag was in her hands, and the oversized sunglasses covered most of her face. Her slender legs were long enough, but the high-heeled shoes brought them out even more. She walked in with the ice-cold-beauty sort of vibe, seeming to cause the temperature in the ward to drop a few. "Who is this woman? Did we know her? Who allowed her to be here?" "It's me. I'm here to see my grandpa!" Joanna took off her sunglasses slowly and walked towards the bed. "Joanna!" The others all gasped. She had changed so much. Her long dark hair that she used to keep straight had become curly brown. It used to reach her waist, but now the end of it was dancing around her shoulder. She had changed completely from the next-door sweet girl to a mature, sexy career lady! What was even more remarkable was that Joanna appeared to be much fitter than before. Meanwhile, the innocence in that pair of eyes had also been emptied. By simply looking into her eyes, one could tell that she must have experienced a lot in the past years! "Joanna? Oh, finally, Joanna! The Haynes family will be ruined if you don't show up..." For the first time ever, all the members of the Haynes family were so glad to see Joanna. "I'm sorry, grandpa. I'm sorry I'm late!" "Joann," Raymond called out and hardly opened his eyes, "I'm glad that you are safe and alive. Oh, I can finally be relieved..." With that, Raymond reached out, but the next second, his hand fell back on the bed weakly, his head tilted, and his eyes shut! Beep! The ECG was beeping, declaring Raymond's death! "Grandpa? Grandpa!" Joanna called out, tears rolling down her cheeks. She knew that her grandpa was the only Haynes that ever cared about her! "Ah, come on, stop those fake tears! You would have been here long ago if you ever cared about grandpa! Now that it's time to talk about inheritance, you came?" said Shaun's eldest son, Derick. The sarcasm in his tone was obvious. He had never taken Joanna as his elder sister, and now that she was the biggest beneficiary of Raymond's legacy, Derick hated Joanna even more! "Enough of that. Call someone and get the funeral arranged first!" said Shaun. Reasonably grieving as he patted Joanna on the shoulder. "Joann, now that you're back, move back home!" Ingrid's lips curled in disdain, but she was saying merrily, "That's right, come and live with us! Also, your grandfather made a will on his deathbed. He wants you to inherit 51% of the Haynes Group. The illness must have confused his brain. How could he leave such a large enterprise to a girl who knows nothing about it? Joann, you're still young and dumb. Just let your father continue to run the business." Ingrid said it as if Joanna was meant to follow her instructions. Deep down, Ingrid was convinced that Joanna was just as stupid as her mother! By the time Joanna moved back to their house, she would be in Ingrid's full control. Joanna was expressionless. She said coldly, "I don't want to think about that right now. I just want to take care of grandpa first." "Yeah, yeah, you're right on this. Raymond's funeral is the most important thing now. Everything else can be postponed." ##Chapter 3 Jaydon Grimm It was late afternoon after the mortuary house picked up Raymond's body. Joanna walked out of the hospital with the others. "Where do you live? My driver will give you a ride!" Bruce said. His voice was kind of hoarse because Joanna had not spoken to him once before this. Joanna smiled politely and shook the car keys in her hand. "Thanks, but I drove here." The indifferent look on her face made it look like she was simply being polite to a total stranger. Yet Roxanne took it that Bruce was hitting on Joanna. Her face fell, and quickly, she held Bruce's arm affectionately, saying, "Joann, why don't you move back in with us? At least, you don't have to be alone, and..." "It's easier for me to stay in a hotel. Bye!" Joanna waved politely and headed for the underground parking. Soon, a silver Bentley pulled out of the parking lot, and it roared off while in front of the crowd. "It seems that my sister has been living a good life these years! She could enjoy such a rich life without any help from the family." Bruce did not reply. During the four years when Joanna had been gone, for various reasons, Bruce did not marry Roxanne. Moreover, with these four years, he realized that Roxanne was simply not the one for him. The only reason that he did not break up with Roxanne was because of his family. The Haynes family was a wealthy one, but it was nothing compared with the Everetts. However, the elders of both families were close friends. That was why the Everett family had always been taking care of the Haynes family. Except for that, there was another crucial reason. Ten years ago, Bruce nearly drowned while he swam, and it was Roxanne who saved him. Ever since then, he swore that he would love and protect this girl for the rest of his life. "Joann has always been striving since she was just a kid. She is smart and good with men, too. See her fancy clothes and car? She must have hooked up with some wealthy fellow again. Unlike her, Roxy, you are always stupid and innocent, and people all try to take advantage of you." Ingrid seemed to be praising Joanna, but it was not hard to recognize what she was implying. "Mom, what are you talking about?" "Oh, I just want you to learn from Joann. Do you see how good she's been doing? Girls like her are never for us to be worried about wherever she goes. There aren't many girls as smart as her anymore." Bruce somehow was a little upset. "Ingrid, Roxy, I must go now. I have an important meeting tonight." "Yeah, sure. Drive safe, alright?" said Ingrid with a flattering smile, afraid of offending her daughter's promising husband-to-be. Bruce said nothing more, turned around, and got into a car... Having watched Bruce's car disappear, Roxanne stamped her foot in anger. She complained, "It's all your fault, Mom! You should never have put that bitch Joanna in Bruce's bed six years ago. Bruce never mentions marrying me again. And now that Joanna's back, what are we gonna do?" Ingrid gritted her teeth grumpily. What her daughter complained about was what Ingrid regretted the most. She had it all well-designed six years ago. First, she had Joanna drugged. Then she sent the girl straight to Bruce's room, convinced that Bruce was too drunk to do anything. After that, Ingrid informed a group of Paparazzi, suggesting they write a drama about how Joanna threw herself in her brother-in-law's arms. Ingrid did so because she was expecting that once Joanna had brought dishonor to the family, the girl would be deprived of the right of inheritance. Yet she did not expect that it would backfire. Bruce actually slept with Joanna. And then things got out of her hands. Under the pressure of Raymond Haynes and Margaret Everett, Bruce ended up getting married to Joanna. Thinking of this, Ingrid said, "I did it for you, silly girl. Damn it, all because of your grandfather! That old shit has always favored that Joanna. Well, now that the old man's dead, let's see who can stand up for her this time" "But mom..." Roxanne was still worried. Even though Bruce had been good to her for years, she could see the frigidity in his eyes. The man seldom smiled ever since he divorced Joanna. Over the years, he had totally become a workaholic. Sometimes it took three or two months for Roxanne to see him around once. "Don't worry. That idiot Joanna is just as stupid as that dead mother of hers. We are falling out with her right now. Not until she gives up her share of the inheritance first..." Ten days later, it was Raymond's funeral. It was drizzling rain. All members of the Haynes family had arrived at the cemetery except for Joanna. On top of that, the finest people in Greyport also showed up to pay their respects. Not to mention the reporters that were gathering outside the cemetery. After all, Raymond Haynes was quite a big shot in Greyport. So, of course, his funeral was well-focused. "I heard Raymond willed the eldest daughter of the Haynes family to inherit the Haynes Group." "Oh, my god, that girl is really shrewd. She seduced her brother-in-law six years ago and forced her sister to leave. Then she became the one marrying into the Everett family instead of her sister, and now she's the director of the Haynes Group. That's impressive!" "Ha! So what? She's just a scheming woman. She was kicked out by the Everett family, wasn't she? Such a woman is simply disgusting." Ingrid was overjoyed when hearing the whispers of the crowd. Trying hard to maintain the sad look on her face, she said, "May I have your attention, please? First of all, I'd like to thank you all for coming to Raymond's funeral, and..." A reporter cut in, "Mrs. Haynes, is it true that Joanna is going to take over the Haynes Group as the new leader?" Ingrid paused before replying, "I'm not gonna be disturbed by other things on this extremely distressing day. But for a company as big as the Haynes Group, one man's word alone can't take effect. We need a board meeting to pick the right executive director." "Mrs. Haynes, why isn't Joanna here on such an important day?" "Ha, that's the question you should ask her..." While she was saying, outside the cemetery suddenly came the sounds of engines. A stretch limo was making its way into the cemetery, followed by a fleet of Mercedes. "Look at that license plate. It seems to be Mr. Grimm's car!" The reporters went all excited and rushed towards the Rolls-Royce. Yes, that car belonged to Jaydon Grimm. There were two well-known wealthy young men in Greyport. One of them was Bruce Everett, and the other was Jaydon Grimm. He was the second son of the casino magnate in Venturas City, and he also ran an entertainment company called Starlight Media. Several new top stars in the showbiz were all artists under his company's control. Unlike Bruce, who kept a low profile, Jaydon had always been a man of publicity. The doors of the Rolls-Royce were opened slowly, and Jaydon stepped out first. "Wow, it's really Mr. Grimm!" The press swarmed forward like flies smelling blood. After Jaydon got out of the car, he turned to the other side and helped a woman who was dressed all in black out of the car like a real gentleman. "Is this...? Wow, it's Joanna Haynes!" "You gotta be kidding. What is Grimm doing with a woman like her?" As they were all astonished, one by one, came out two adorable kids wearing tiny black suits. The boys should be at the age of 3 to 4. And it was like a bomb, igniting everyone's interest. ----------------------------------------------------------- Due to the word limit, it can only be updated here! 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🔞Click to read on📜The Return Of His Unrivaled Ex-Wife 📜 | After their divorce, Bruce thought Joanna was going to keep harassing him or at least make a scene. Unexpectedly, the next day, Joanna moved out. She took nothing with her but her IDs, not even the bank card that had 100 million dollars in it. And in these four years, there had been no news of her at all. It had been four years. She just disappeared from his world completely. Until four years later, Joanna came back with her sons and another man. Even though they were divorced, Bruce still felt cheated on and even betrayed. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------- It was midnight, and the raindrops were pounding the window. Inside a house, a man said coldly, "sign the divorce papers! As compensation, I will give you 100 million dollars in alimony." "Did I do something wrong again, Bruce?" asked Joanna Haynes timidly. She had always been a humble servant in front of him. "Roxy's back, and she doesn't want to see you! It's time for our marriage to end. So you have to go!" Bruce Everett said, crossing his long legs and leaning back on the couch. He was as handsome as a classical Greek sculpture, but the look on his face was as cool as ever. Joanna's pale lips quivered as if she had fallen into the icy water. She asked with shock, "You're divorcing me because she's back? Is our marriage nothing but a joke to you?" "You were not the one I wanted to marry in the first place, and you drove Roxy away two years ago with your dirty tricks. Now that she's back, I won't make the same mistake. Hurry up and sign the papers! 100 million dollars for two years of your pathetic life. You should consider it a bargain." Bruce had always been good at hurting her with words. "I... What will happen if I don't sign them?" Joanna asked bitterly. "Suit yourself. I have ways of making you disappear. Legally or not, no one will notice." As heir to the richest family in the Greyport city, Bruce had always been capable of doing whatever he liked. Who would dare to stand up to him anyway? Two years ago, Joanna's family decided to get connected with the Everetts by marriage. However, at the engagement banquet of Bruce and Roxanne, Joanna's step-sister, the man was drugged. Later in the lounge, Bruce mistook Joanna for Roxanne, and they slept with each other. The next day, the scandal of the Haynes group's eldest daughter hooking up with her brother-in-law was all over the newspaper. Roxanne Haynes' mental state broke, and she was sent to a nursing home abroad for treatment. Everyone took Joanna as the most shameless homewrecker, pointing fingers at her for sleeping with her brother-in-law. Bruce hated her even more and decided that Joanna was the one who drugged him and climbed onto his bed. Yet, the Everett family and the Haynes family shared a friendship for generations. Moreover, this marriage was meant to deepen the connection. Hence, the elders of both families, Raymond Haynes and Margaret Everett, insisted on Bruce and Joanna getting married. The past two years of marriage had been a living hell for Joanna. Her tolerance and affection did not make it any better. In return, she got more humiliation and torture. Joanna was exhausted, both mentally and physically. So what if Bruce wanted a divorce? She'd had enough anyway! "Fine, I'll sign them, but I have a request." "Spit it out then!" Bruce believed that Joanna was thinking about more money! After all, that was what she, a scheming woman, could only care about. "I want you to sleep with me as a real lover does for once. For the past two years, every time you've been with me, you've called out Roxanne's name. Yeah, you've made me feel like I'm the worst woman in the world, and I've had enough! I'm your wife, and I want you to call out my name while sleeping with me for the last time. I am Joanna, not Roxanne!" For the first time, Joanna was screaming hysterically and trembling with anger. Each time in the past two years, Bruce would deliberately call out the wrong name! He had sex with her simply to punish and humiliate her. There was no love in it at all! "Oh, stop the nonsense. There's someone waiting for me downstairs..." Joanna snorted with self-mocking laughter. Then it probably was Roxanne who was waiting for him downstairs! "She can wait a little longer. She's been waiting for two years, and I think she can be patient enough for another few minutes. Do what I said or not. Suit yourself. I don't mind the media writing stories about me again!" Bruce hated being threatened the most. His thin lips curled into a sneer. A few seconds later, he replied, "Fine, I'll do it. But don't you regret it, Joanna!" Bruce jerked to stand up, seized her by the blouse, and pulled her over violently. And then... Her stockings were ripped apart... The man did not even give her a warning before hurting her! "AH!" Joanna cried, shutting her eyes in pain! Bruce was as ruthless as ever, almost cruel. He never cared if it hurt her or not. Or maybe watching her suffer simply pleased him! Good! Very good! She would remember this, remembering the man's cruelty to her for the rest of her life. "Joann. Oh, Joann. Are you happy now?" He finally called her name as he was on top of her. Though it was quite a humiliation, she could finally get rid of the depression that haunted her for two whole years. Joanna felt tears streaming down her cheeks as she said in a heartbroken tone, "Bruce Everett! I won't love you anymore!" Bruce had heard what she said but chose to ignore it. He caught her jaw contemptuously, looked down at her face, and sneered! She was... beautiful! This woman had such a pretty and innocent face, but her mind was filled with filth and schemes. That was why her so-called love for him would only make him sick. "Sign the divorce papers, take the money, and leave Greyport forever!" Having said that, Bruce left without looking back, leaving her lying on the floor in a mess. Two months later... In a hospital. "Congratulations, Ms. Haynes, you are pregnant with more than one. But I suggest you give up one or two of the fetuses, or there will be too many at risk!" Giving up? No, she would not take away the right to live from any of her children! It was her baby and hers alone! One way or another, she was gonna give birth to them and raise them right... ##Chapter 2 The Return Of Joanna Four years later. In the intensive-care unit of a hospital. "I'm sorry, we tried everything we could, but Raymond isn't getting any better. You should go inside and bid farewell to him!" Shaun Haynes frowned worriedly and said, "Doc, will you please try something else? If my father can't make it, all the properties of the Haynes family will be bequeathed to the government... oh, what to do... none of us have even seen Joanna over the years. Damn it, and my father, too. We don't know what he was thinking. How could he ignore his grandsons who keep him accompanied every day while only caring for that wretched daughter of mine!" Everyone in the Haynes family was miserable these days. Raymond, Shaun's father, drafted an odd will on his deathbed. He left 51% of the Haynes Group to his eldest granddaughter, Joanna. As for the other members of the Haynes family, they would inherit only 10%. In other words, Joanna would become the largest shareholder of the Haynes Group. Yet, according to the additional condition to the will, if Joanna did not show up before Raymond's death, all the properties of the Haynes family would go straight to the government. So, the Haynes family had been looking for Joanna desperately for these days. However, it was like Joanna had disappeared from the world! No one ever heard from her and saw her even once since she and Bruce got divorced. "The way I see it, that girl is simply going against us on purpose! No one knows where the hell she has been for all those years!" Shaun's second wife, Ingrid Haynes, was cursing furiously, and her face twisted a little. Back then, she, with the twins in her belly, kicked Joanna and Joanna's mother out of the family. Then Ingrid gave birth to her third son, thinking that her position in the family was absolutely secured. She had never expected that she would have nothing in the end. Of all three children of hers, the old man still favored that Joanna girl. "Dad, Mom, Grandpa's awake!" "Joann... my Joanna..." Raymond had been in a coma for more than a dozen days. His hours were numbered. And before his death, his only concern was for his eldest granddaughter, Joanna. Joanna had been missing for four years, and that worried Raymond so much. He even suspected that Ingrid might have somehow murdered his beloved granddaughter. "Dad, aren't Rick, Ryan and Roxy all your grandchildren? Your will is not fair! You basically leave nothing to them! They might as well just go out on the street and beg for a living if you insist on donating everything to the government!" "Joann... Let me see Joann. You won't get a penny before that..." Ingrid shouted in a low voice, "It's been four years, Raymond! Who knows where she's gone? Plus, if she really cares for you, how can she not show up to see you for the last time?" A hint of impatience crossed Roxanne's eyes, and she couldn't help but ask, "Bruce, do you know where my sister has been?" Bruce froze because he did not know the answer to this question. Four years ago, after their divorce, Bruce thought Joanna was going to keep harassing him or at least make a scene! Unexpectedly, the next day, Joanna moved out. She took nothing with her but her IDs, not even the bank card that had 100 million dollars in it. And in these four years, there had been no news of her at all. Of course, as proud as Bruce was, he never contacted her either. It had been four years! Still, Bruce didn't believe she would let go so easily! He had prepared so many plans to get rid of her as long as she showed up. Yet it turned out that he didn't need any of them! She just disappeared from his world completely. "Joann... Joann!" "Oh, come on, Grandpa's dying! Go get the doctors..." The ECG monitor told everyone that Raymond's heartbeat was stopping. In tears, his family members all gathered around the bed! They were crying, not for Raymond's approaching death, but for the properties that were about to be donated! Tap, tap, tap... From the hospital corridor came the sound of high heels! Creak. The door of the ward was pushed open. The one who came in was wearing a custom-made white suit! A limited-edition bag was in her hands, and the oversized sunglasses covered most of her face. Her slender legs were long enough, but the high-heeled shoes brought them out even more. She walked in with the ice-cold-beauty sort of vibe, seeming to cause the temperature in the ward to drop a few. "Who is this woman? Did we know her? Who allowed her to be here?" "It's me. I'm here to see my grandpa!" Joanna took off her sunglasses slowly and walked towards the bed. "Joanna!" The others all gasped. She had changed so much. Her long dark hair that she used to keep straight had become curly brown. It used to reach her waist, but now the end of it was dancing around her shoulder. She had changed completely from the next-door sweet girl to a mature, sexy career lady! What was even more remarkable was that Joanna appeared to be much fitter than before. Meanwhile, the innocence in that pair of eyes had also been emptied. By simply looking into her eyes, one could tell that she must have experienced a lot in the past years! "Joanna? Oh, finally, Joanna! The Haynes family will be ruined if you don't show up..." For the first time ever, all the members of the Haynes family were so glad to see Joanna. "I'm sorry, grandpa. I'm sorry I'm late!" "Joann," Raymond called out and hardly opened his eyes, "I'm glad that you are safe and alive. Oh, I can finally be relieved..." With that, Raymond reached out, but the next second, his hand fell back on the bed weakly, his head tilted, and his eyes shut! Beep! The ECG was beeping, declaring Raymond's death! "Grandpa? Grandpa!" Joanna called out, tears rolling down her cheeks. She knew that her grandpa was the only Haynes that ever cared about her! "Ah, come on, stop those fake tears! You would have been here long ago if you ever cared about grandpa! Now that it's time to talk about inheritance, you came?" said Shaun's eldest son, Derick. The sarcasm in his tone was obvious. He had never taken Joanna as his elder sister, and now that she was the biggest beneficiary of Raymond's legacy, Derick hated Joanna even more! "Enough of that. Call someone and get the funeral arranged first!" said Shaun. Reasonably grieving as he patted Joanna on the shoulder. "Joann, now that you're back, move back home!" Ingrid's lips curled in disdain, but she was saying merrily, "That's right, come and live with us! Also, your grandfather made a will on his deathbed. He wants you to inherit 51% of the Haynes Group. The illness must have confused his brain. How could he leave such a large enterprise to a girl who knows nothing about it? Joann, you're still young and dumb. Just let your father continue to run the business." Ingrid said it as if Joanna was meant to follow her instructions. Deep down, Ingrid was convinced that Joanna was just as stupid as her mother! By the time Joanna moved back to their house, she would be in Ingrid's full control. Joanna was expressionless. She said coldly, "I don't want to think about that right now. I just want to take care of grandpa first." "Yeah, yeah, you're right on this. Raymond's funeral is the most important thing now. Everything else can be postponed." ##Chapter 3 Jaydon Grimm It was late afternoon after the mortuary house picked up Raymond's body. Joanna walked out of the hospital with the others. "Where do you live? My driver will give you a ride!" Bruce said. His voice was kind of hoarse because Joanna had not spoken to him once before this. Joanna smiled politely and shook the car keys in her hand. "Thanks, but I drove here." The indifferent look on her face made it look like she was simply being polite to a total stranger. Yet Roxanne took it that Bruce was hitting on Joanna. Her face fell, and quickly, she held Bruce's arm affectionately, saying, "Joann, why don't you move back in with us? At least, you don't have to be alone, and..." "It's easier for me to stay in a hotel. Bye!" Joanna waved politely and headed for the underground parking. Soon, a silver Bentley pulled out of the parking lot, and it roared off while in front of the crowd. "It seems that my sister has been living a good life these years! She could enjoy such a rich life without any help from the family." Bruce did not reply. During the four years when Joanna had been gone, for various reasons, Bruce did not marry Roxanne. Moreover, with these four years, he realized that Roxanne was simply not the one for him. The only reason that he did not break up with Roxanne was because of his family. The Haynes family was a wealthy one, but it was nothing compared with the Everetts. However, the elders of both families were close friends. That was why the Everett family had always been taking care of the Haynes family. Except for that, there was another crucial reason. Ten years ago, Bruce nearly drowned while he swam, and it was Roxanne who saved him. Ever since then, he swore that he would love and protect this girl for the rest of his life. "Joann has always been striving since she was just a kid. She is smart and good with men, too. See her fancy clothes and car? She must have hooked up with some wealthy fellow again. Unlike her, Roxy, you are always stupid and innocent, and people all try to take advantage of you." Ingrid seemed to be praising Joanna, but it was not hard to recognize what she was implying. "Mom, what are you talking about?" "Oh, I just want you to learn from Joann. Do you see how good she's been doing? Girls like her are never for us to be worried about wherever she goes. There aren't many girls as smart as her anymore." Bruce somehow was a little upset. "Ingrid, Roxy, I must go now. I have an important meeting tonight." "Yeah, sure. Drive safe, alright?" said Ingrid with a flattering smile, afraid of offending her daughter's promising husband-to-be. Bruce said nothing more, turned around, and got into a car... Having watched Bruce's car disappear, Roxanne stamped her foot in anger. She complained, "It's all your fault, Mom! You should never have put that bitch Joanna in Bruce's bed six years ago. Bruce never mentions marrying me again. And now that Joanna's back, what are we gonna do?" Ingrid gritted her teeth grumpily. What her daughter complained about was what Ingrid regretted the most. She had it all well-designed six years ago. First, she had Joanna drugged. Then she sent the girl straight to Bruce's room, convinced that Bruce was too drunk to do anything. After that, Ingrid informed a group of Paparazzi, suggesting they write a drama about how Joanna threw herself in her brother-in-law's arms. Ingrid did so because she was expecting that once Joanna had brought dishonor to the family, the girl would be deprived of the right of inheritance. Yet she did not expect that it would backfire. Bruce actually slept with Joanna. And then things got out of her hands. Under the pressure of Raymond Haynes and Margaret Everett, Bruce ended up getting married to Joanna. Thinking of this, Ingrid said, "I did it for you, silly girl. Damn it, all because of your grandfather! That old shit has always favored that Joanna. Well, now that the old man's dead, let's see who can stand up for her this time" "But mom..." Roxanne was still worried. Even though Bruce had been good to her for years, she could see the frigidity in his eyes. The man seldom smiled ever since he divorced Joanna. Over the years, he had totally become a workaholic. Sometimes it took three or two months for Roxanne to see him around once. "Don't worry. That idiot Joanna is just as stupid as that dead mother of hers. We are falling out with her right now. Not until she gives up her share of the inheritance first..." Ten days later, it was Raymond's funeral. It was drizzling rain. All members of the Haynes family had arrived at the cemetery except for Joanna. On top of that, the finest people in Greyport also showed up to pay their respects. Not to mention the reporters that were gathering outside the cemetery. After all, Raymond Haynes was quite a big shot in Greyport. So, of course, his funeral was well-focused. "I heard Raymond willed the eldest daughter of the Haynes family to inherit the Haynes Group." "Oh, my god, that girl is really shrewd. She seduced her brother-in-law six years ago and forced her sister to leave. Then she became the one marrying into the Everett family instead of her sister, and now she's the director of the Haynes Group. That's impressive!" "Ha! So what? She's just a scheming woman. She was kicked out by the Everett family, wasn't she? Such a woman is simply disgusting." Ingrid was overjoyed when hearing the whispers of the crowd. Trying hard to maintain the sad look on her face, she said, "May I have your attention, please? First of all, I'd like to thank you all for coming to Raymond's funeral, and..." A reporter cut in, "Mrs. Haynes, is it true that Joanna is going to take over the Haynes Group as the new leader?" Ingrid paused before replying, "I'm not gonna be disturbed by other things on this extremely distressing day. But for a company as big as the Haynes Group, one man's word alone can't take effect. We need a board meeting to pick the right executive director." "Mrs. Haynes, why isn't Joanna here on such an important day?" "Ha, that's the question you should ask her..." While she was saying, outside the cemetery suddenly came the sounds of engines. A stretch limo was making its way into the cemetery, followed by a fleet of Mercedes. "Look at that license plate. It seems to be Mr. Grimm's car!" The reporters went all excited and rushed towards the Rolls-Royce. Yes, that car belonged to Jaydon Grimm. There were two well-known wealthy young men in Greyport. One of them was Bruce Everett, and the other was Jaydon Grimm. He was the second son of the casino magnate in Venturas City, and he also ran an entertainment company called Starlight Media. Several new top stars in the showbiz were all artists under his company's control. Unlike Bruce, who kept a low profile, Jaydon had always been a man of publicity. The doors of the Rolls-Royce were opened slowly, and Jaydon stepped out first. "Wow, it's really Mr. Grimm!" The press swarmed forward like flies smelling blood. After Jaydon got out of the car, he turned to the other side and helped a woman who was dressed all in black out of the car like a real gentleman. "Is this...? Wow, it's Joanna Haynes!" "You gotta be kidding. What is Grimm doing with a woman like her?" 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🔞Click to read on📜The Return Of His Unrivaled Ex-Wife 📜 | After their divorce, Bruce thought Joanna was going to keep harassing him or at least make a scene. Unexpectedly, the next day, Joanna moved out. She took nothing with her but her IDs, not even the bank card that had 100 million dollars in it. And in these four years, there had been no news of her at all. It had been four years. She just disappeared from his world completely. Until four years later, Joanna came back with her sons and another man. Even though they were divorced, Bruce still felt cheated on and even betrayed. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------- It was midnight, and the raindrops were pounding the window. Inside a house, a man said coldly, "sign the divorce papers! As compensation, I will give you 100 million dollars in alimony." "Did I do something wrong again, Bruce?" asked Joanna Haynes timidly. She had always been a humble servant in front of him. "Roxy's back, and she doesn't want to see you! It's time for our marriage to end. So you have to go!" Bruce Everett said, crossing his long legs and leaning back on the couch. He was as handsome as a classical Greek sculpture, but the look on his face was as cool as ever. Joanna's pale lips quivered as if she had fallen into the icy water. She asked with shock, "You're divorcing me because she's back? Is our marriage nothing but a joke to you?" "You were not the one I wanted to marry in the first place, and you drove Roxy away two years ago with your dirty tricks. Now that she's back, I won't make the same mistake. Hurry up and sign the papers! 100 million dollars for two years of your pathetic life. You should consider it a bargain." Bruce had always been good at hurting her with words. "I... What will happen if I don't sign them?" Joanna asked bitterly. "Suit yourself. I have ways of making you disappear. Legally or not, no one will notice." As heir to the richest family in the Greyport city, Bruce had always been capable of doing whatever he liked. Who would dare to stand up to him anyway? Two years ago, Joanna's family decided to get connected with the Everetts by marriage. However, at the engagement banquet of Bruce and Roxanne, Joanna's step-sister, the man was drugged. Later in the lounge, Bruce mistook Joanna for Roxanne, and they slept with each other. The next day, the scandal of the Haynes group's eldest daughter hooking up with her brother-in-law was all over the newspaper. Roxanne Haynes' mental state broke, and she was sent to a nursing home abroad for treatment. Everyone took Joanna as the most shameless homewrecker, pointing fingers at her for sleeping with her brother-in-law. Bruce hated her even more and decided that Joanna was the one who drugged him and climbed onto his bed. Yet, the Everett family and the Haynes family shared a friendship for generations. Moreover, this marriage was meant to deepen the connection. Hence, the elders of both families, Raymond Haynes and Margaret Everett, insisted on Bruce and Joanna getting married. The past two years of marriage had been a living hell for Joanna. Her tolerance and affection did not make it any better. In return, she got more humiliation and torture. Joanna was exhausted, both mentally and physically. So what if Bruce wanted a divorce? She'd had enough anyway! "Fine, I'll sign them, but I have a request." "Spit it out then!" Bruce believed that Joanna was thinking about more money! After all, that was what she, a scheming woman, could only care about. "I want you to sleep with me as a real lover does for once. For the past two years, every time you've been with me, you've called out Roxanne's name. Yeah, you've made me feel like I'm the worst woman in the world, and I've had enough! I'm your wife, and I want you to call out my name while sleeping with me for the last time. I am Joanna, not Roxanne!" For the first time, Joanna was screaming hysterically and trembling with anger. Each time in the past two years, Bruce would deliberately call out the wrong name! He had sex with her simply to punish and humiliate her. There was no love in it at all! "Oh, stop the nonsense. There's someone waiting for me downstairs..." Joanna snorted with self-mocking laughter. Then it probably was Roxanne who was waiting for him downstairs! "She can wait a little longer. She's been waiting for two years, and I think she can be patient enough for another few minutes. Do what I said or not. Suit yourself. I don't mind the media writing stories about me again!" Bruce hated being threatened the most. His thin lips curled into a sneer. A few seconds later, he replied, "Fine, I'll do it. But don't you regret it, Joanna!" Bruce jerked to stand up, seized her by the blouse, and pulled her over violently. And then... Her stockings were ripped apart... The man did not even give her a warning before hurting her! "AH!" Joanna cried, shutting her eyes in pain! Bruce was as ruthless as ever, almost cruel. He never cared if it hurt her or not. Or maybe watching her suffer simply pleased him! Good! Very good! She would remember this, remembering the man's cruelty to her for the rest of her life. "Joann. Oh, Joann. Are you happy now?" He finally called her name as he was on top of her. Though it was quite a humiliation, she could finally get rid of the depression that haunted her for two whole years. Joanna felt tears streaming down her cheeks as she said in a heartbroken tone, "Bruce Everett! I won't love you anymore!" Bruce had heard what she said but chose to ignore it. He caught her jaw contemptuously, looked down at her face, and sneered! She was... beautiful! This woman had such a pretty and innocent face, but her mind was filled with filth and schemes. That was why her so-called love for him would only make him sick. "Sign the divorce papers, take the money, and leave Greyport forever!" Having said that, Bruce left without looking back, leaving her lying on the floor in a mess. Two months later... In a hospital. "Congratulations, Ms. Haynes, you are pregnant with more than one. But I suggest you give up one or two of the fetuses, or there will be too many at risk!" Giving up? No, she would not take away the right to live from any of her children! It was her baby and hers alone! One way or another, she was gonna give birth to them and raise them right... ##Chapter 2 The Return Of Joanna Four years later. In the intensive-care unit of a hospital. "I'm sorry, we tried everything we could, but Raymond isn't getting any better. You should go inside and bid farewell to him!" Shaun Haynes frowned worriedly and said, "Doc, will you please try something else? If my father can't make it, all the properties of the Haynes family will be bequeathed to the government... oh, what to do... none of us have even seen Joanna over the years. Damn it, and my father, too. We don't know what he was thinking. How could he ignore his grandsons who keep him accompanied every day while only caring for that wretched daughter of mine!" Everyone in the Haynes family was miserable these days. Raymond, Shaun's father, drafted an odd will on his deathbed. He left 51% of the Haynes Group to his eldest granddaughter, Joanna. As for the other members of the Haynes family, they would inherit only 10%. In other words, Joanna would become the largest shareholder of the Haynes Group. Yet, according to the additional condition to the will, if Joanna did not show up before Raymond's death, all the properties of the Haynes family would go straight to the government. So, the Haynes family had been looking for Joanna desperately for these days. However, it was like Joanna had disappeared from the world! No one ever heard from her and saw her even once since she and Bruce got divorced. "The way I see it, that girl is simply going against us on purpose! No one knows where the hell she has been for all those years!" Shaun's second wife, Ingrid Haynes, was cursing furiously, and her face twisted a little. Back then, she, with the twins in her belly, kicked Joanna and Joanna's mother out of the family. Then Ingrid gave birth to her third son, thinking that her position in the family was absolutely secured. She had never expected that she would have nothing in the end. Of all three children of hers, the old man still favored that Joanna girl. "Dad, Mom, Grandpa's awake!" "Joann... my Joanna..." Raymond had been in a coma for more than a dozen days. His hours were numbered. And before his death, his only concern was for his eldest granddaughter, Joanna. Joanna had been missing for four years, and that worried Raymond so much. He even suspected that Ingrid might have somehow murdered his beloved granddaughter. "Dad, aren't Rick, Ryan and Roxy all your grandchildren? Your will is not fair! You basically leave nothing to them! They might as well just go out on the street and beg for a living if you insist on donating everything to the government!" "Joann... Let me see Joann. You won't get a penny before that..." Ingrid shouted in a low voice, "It's been four years, Raymond! Who knows where she's gone? Plus, if she really cares for you, how can she not show up to see you for the last time?" A hint of impatience crossed Roxanne's eyes, and she couldn't help but ask, "Bruce, do you know where my sister has been?" Bruce froze because he did not know the answer to this question. Four years ago, after their divorce, Bruce thought Joanna was going to keep harassing him or at least make a scene! Unexpectedly, the next day, Joanna moved out. She took nothing with her but her IDs, not even the bank card that had 100 million dollars in it. And in these four years, there had been no news of her at all. Of course, as proud as Bruce was, he never contacted her either. It had been four years! Still, Bruce didn't believe she would let go so easily! He had prepared so many plans to get rid of her as long as she showed up. Yet it turned out that he didn't need any of them! She just disappeared from his world completely. "Joann... Joann!" "Oh, come on, Grandpa's dying! Go get the doctors..." The ECG monitor told everyone that Raymond's heartbeat was stopping. In tears, his family members all gathered around the bed! They were crying, not for Raymond's approaching death, but for the properties that were about to be donated! Tap, tap, tap... From the hospital corridor came the sound of high heels! Creak. The door of the ward was pushed open. The one who came in was wearing a custom-made white suit! A limited-edition bag was in her hands, and the oversized sunglasses covered most of her face. Her slender legs were long enough, but the high-heeled shoes brought them out even more. She walked in with the ice-cold-beauty sort of vibe, seeming to cause the temperature in the ward to drop a few. "Who is this woman? Did we know her? Who allowed her to be here?" "It's me. I'm here to see my grandpa!" Joanna took off her sunglasses slowly and walked towards the bed. "Joanna!" The others all gasped. She had changed so much. Her long dark hair that she used to keep straight had become curly brown. It used to reach her waist, but now the end of it was dancing around her shoulder. She had changed completely from the next-door sweet girl to a mature, sexy career lady! What was even more remarkable was that Joanna appeared to be much fitter than before. Meanwhile, the innocence in that pair of eyes had also been emptied. By simply looking into her eyes, one could tell that she must have experienced a lot in the past years! "Joanna? Oh, finally, Joanna! The Haynes family will be ruined if you don't show up..." For the first time ever, all the members of the Haynes family were so glad to see Joanna. "I'm sorry, grandpa. I'm sorry I'm late!" "Joann," Raymond called out and hardly opened his eyes, "I'm glad that you are safe and alive. Oh, I can finally be relieved..." With that, Raymond reached out, but the next second, his hand fell back on the bed weakly, his head tilted, and his eyes shut! Beep! The ECG was beeping, declaring Raymond's death! "Grandpa? Grandpa!" Joanna called out, tears rolling down her cheeks. She knew that her grandpa was the only Haynes that ever cared about her! "Ah, come on, stop those fake tears! You would have been here long ago if you ever cared about grandpa! Now that it's time to talk about inheritance, you came?" said Shaun's eldest son, Derick. The sarcasm in his tone was obvious. He had never taken Joanna as his elder sister, and now that she was the biggest beneficiary of Raymond's legacy, Derick hated Joanna even more! "Enough of that. Call someone and get the funeral arranged first!" said Shaun. Reasonably grieving as he patted Joanna on the shoulder. "Joann, now that you're back, move back home!" Ingrid's lips curled in disdain, but she was saying merrily, "That's right, come and live with us! Also, your grandfather made a will on his deathbed. He wants you to inherit 51% of the Haynes Group. The illness must have confused his brain. How could he leave such a large enterprise to a girl who knows nothing about it? Joann, you're still young and dumb. Just let your father continue to run the business." Ingrid said it as if Joanna was meant to follow her instructions. Deep down, Ingrid was convinced that Joanna was just as stupid as her mother! By the time Joanna moved back to their house, she would be in Ingrid's full control. Joanna was expressionless. She said coldly, "I don't want to think about that right now. I just want to take care of grandpa first." "Yeah, yeah, you're right on this. Raymond's funeral is the most important thing now. Everything else can be postponed." ##Chapter 3 Jaydon Grimm It was late afternoon after the mortuary house picked up Raymond's body. Joanna walked out of the hospital with the others. "Where do you live? My driver will give you a ride!" Bruce said. His voice was kind of hoarse because Joanna had not spoken to him once before this. Joanna smiled politely and shook the car keys in her hand. "Thanks, but I drove here." The indifferent look on her face made it look like she was simply being polite to a total stranger. Yet Roxanne took it that Bruce was hitting on Joanna. Her face fell, and quickly, she held Bruce's arm affectionately, saying, "Joann, why don't you move back in with us? At least, you don't have to be alone, and..." "It's easier for me to stay in a hotel. Bye!" Joanna waved politely and headed for the underground parking. Soon, a silver Bentley pulled out of the parking lot, and it roared off while in front of the crowd. "It seems that my sister has been living a good life these years! She could enjoy such a rich life without any help from the family." Bruce did not reply. During the four years when Joanna had been gone, for various reasons, Bruce did not marry Roxanne. Moreover, with these four years, he realized that Roxanne was simply not the one for him. The only reason that he did not break up with Roxanne was because of his family. The Haynes family was a wealthy one, but it was nothing compared with the Everetts. However, the elders of both families were close friends. That was why the Everett family had always been taking care of the Haynes family. Except for that, there was another crucial reason. Ten years ago, Bruce nearly drowned while he swam, and it was Roxanne who saved him. Ever since then, he swore that he would love and protect this girl for the rest of his life. "Joann has always been striving since she was just a kid. She is smart and good with men, too. See her fancy clothes and car? She must have hooked up with some wealthy fellow again. Unlike her, Roxy, you are always stupid and innocent, and people all try to take advantage of you." Ingrid seemed to be praising Joanna, but it was not hard to recognize what she was implying. "Mom, what are you talking about?" "Oh, I just want you to learn from Joann. Do you see how good she's been doing? Girls like her are never for us to be worried about wherever she goes. There aren't many girls as smart as her anymore." Bruce somehow was a little upset. "Ingrid, Roxy, I must go now. I have an important meeting tonight." "Yeah, sure. Drive safe, alright?" said Ingrid with a flattering smile, afraid of offending her daughter's promising husband-to-be. Bruce said nothing more, turned around, and got into a car... Having watched Bruce's car disappear, Roxanne stamped her foot in anger. She complained, "It's all your fault, Mom! You should never have put that bitch Joanna in Bruce's bed six years ago. Bruce never mentions marrying me again. And now that Joanna's back, what are we gonna do?" Ingrid gritted her teeth grumpily. What her daughter complained about was what Ingrid regretted the most. She had it all well-designed six years ago. First, she had Joanna drugged. Then she sent the girl straight to Bruce's room, convinced that Bruce was too drunk to do anything. After that, Ingrid informed a group of Paparazzi, suggesting they write a drama about how Joanna threw herself in her brother-in-law's arms. Ingrid did so because she was expecting that once Joanna had brought dishonor to the family, the girl would be deprived of the right of inheritance. Yet she did not expect that it would backfire. Bruce actually slept with Joanna. And then things got out of her hands. Under the pressure of Raymond Haynes and Margaret Everett, Bruce ended up getting married to Joanna. Thinking of this, Ingrid said, "I did it for you, silly girl. Damn it, all because of your grandfather! That old shit has always favored that Joanna. Well, now that the old man's dead, let's see who can stand up for her this time" "But mom..." Roxanne was still worried. Even though Bruce had been good to her for years, she could see the frigidity in his eyes. The man seldom smiled ever since he divorced Joanna. Over the years, he had totally become a workaholic. Sometimes it took three or two months for Roxanne to see him around once. "Don't worry. That idiot Joanna is just as stupid as that dead mother of hers. We are falling out with her right now. Not until she gives up her share of the inheritance first..." Ten days later, it was Raymond's funeral. It was drizzling rain. All members of the Haynes family had arrived at the cemetery except for Joanna. On top of that, the finest people in Greyport also showed up to pay their respects. Not to mention the reporters that were gathering outside the cemetery. After all, Raymond Haynes was quite a big shot in Greyport. So, of course, his funeral was well-focused. "I heard Raymond willed the eldest daughter of the Haynes family to inherit the Haynes Group." "Oh, my god, that girl is really shrewd. She seduced her brother-in-law six years ago and forced her sister to leave. Then she became the one marrying into the Everett family instead of her sister, and now she's the director of the Haynes Group. That's impressive!" "Ha! So what? She's just a scheming woman. She was kicked out by the Everett family, wasn't she? Such a woman is simply disgusting." Ingrid was overjoyed when hearing the whispers of the crowd. Trying hard to maintain the sad look on her face, she said, "May I have your attention, please? First of all, I'd like to thank you all for coming to Raymond's funeral, and..." A reporter cut in, "Mrs. Haynes, is it true that Joanna is going to take over the Haynes Group as the new leader?" Ingrid paused before replying, "I'm not gonna be disturbed by other things on this extremely distressing day. But for a company as big as the Haynes Group, one man's word alone can't take effect. We need a board meeting to pick the right executive director." "Mrs. Haynes, why isn't Joanna here on such an important day?" "Ha, that's the question you should ask her..." While she was saying, outside the cemetery suddenly came the sounds of engines. A stretch limo was making its way into the cemetery, followed by a fleet of Mercedes. "Look at that license plate. It seems to be Mr. Grimm's car!" The reporters went all excited and rushed towards the Rolls-Royce. Yes, that car belonged to Jaydon Grimm. There were two well-known wealthy young men in Greyport. One of them was Bruce Everett, and the other was Jaydon Grimm. He was the second son of the casino magnate in Venturas City, and he also ran an entertainment company called Starlight Media. Several new top stars in the showbiz were all artists under his company's control. Unlike Bruce, who kept a low profile, Jaydon had always been a man of publicity. The doors of the Rolls-Royce were opened slowly, and Jaydon stepped out first. "Wow, it's really Mr. Grimm!" The press swarmed forward like flies smelling blood. After Jaydon got out of the car, he turned to the other side and helped a woman who was dressed all in black out of the car like a real gentleman. "Is this...? Wow, it's Joanna Haynes!" "You gotta be kidding. What is Grimm doing with a woman like her?" 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Murder, mystery, and a sassy sleuth! | 𝗝𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝗕𝗲𝗰𝗮𝘂𝘀𝗲 𝗛𝗲𝗿 𝗛𝘂𝘀𝗯𝗮𝗻𝗱'𝘀 𝗡𝗮𝗸𝗲𝗱, 𝗗𝗲𝗮𝗱, 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗶𝗻 𝗮 𝗛𝗼𝘁𝗲𝗹 𝗕𝗲𝗱... ...it might not be what it seems. But that scarf in his mouth? 𝐷𝑒𝑓𝑖𝑛𝑖𝑡𝑒𝑙𝑦 suspicious. Kiki Lowenstein is having a really bad day. Her husband's dead, she's broke, and she's got a daughter with a shocking secret of her own. Oh, and did we mention the cute detective who's got his eye on her? 𝗙𝗿𝗼𝗺 𝘁𝗶𝗺𝗶𝗱 𝘁𝗼 𝘁𝗼𝘂𝗴𝗵, 𝗞𝗶𝗸𝗶'𝘀 𝗹𝗶𝗳𝗲 𝘁𝗮𝗸𝗲𝘀 𝗮 𝘄𝗶𝗹𝗱 𝘁𝘂𝗿𝗻. She trades in her luxurious lifestyle for a scrapbooking store and discovers a hidden strength she never knew she had. As she digs deeper into her husband's mysterious past, she'll need all the wit and courage she can muster to survive. A hilarious, heartwarming mystery full of suspense. Paper, Scissors, Death is an award-winning cozy mystery with a twist, filled with quirky characters, unexpected humor, and a whole lot of heart. 𝐆𝐫𝐚𝐛 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐜𝐨𝐩𝐲 𝐭𝐨𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠! Continue reading for FREE on Kindle Unlimited. Also available in Paperback and Audiobook. | LEARN_MORE | https://www.amazon.com/Paper-Scissors-Death-Lowens | Joanna Campbell Slan | https://www.facebook.com/JoannaCampbellSlan/ | 3,006 | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | Learn More | 0 | www.amazon.com/Paper-Scissors-Death-Lowenstein-Mys... | DCO | 𝗜 𝘀𝗶𝗺𝗽𝗹𝘆 𝗰𝗼𝘂𝗹𝗱𝗻'𝘁 𝗽𝘂𝘁 𝗶𝘁 𝗱𝗼𝘄𝗻. So much is happening from the very beginning to the very end! It's a wonderful story with many surprises. I can't begin to summarize it any better. I love Kiki Lowenstein's character and her daughter, Anya, as well. This is the most exciting cozy I have ever read, and I have read thousands of books in my 71 years. -𝐴𝑚𝑎𝑧𝑜𝑛 𝑅𝑒𝑣𝑖𝑒𝑤𝑒𝑟 | https://www.amazon.com/Paper-Scissors-Death-Lowenstein-Mystery-ebook/dp/B06VTFC9T3?maas=maas_adg_3413BBB6E8CF83C3105D7F71CFF405A2_afap_abs&ref_=aa_maas&tag=maas | 1969-12-31 18:00 | https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/465657283_439203765872770_3948827083313124122_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=103&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=TabnIdRiEMEQ7kNvgFEpV2s&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&_nc_gid=AhQuR4KadGczHC32FFBvKB5&oh=00_AYAnkQU4K3_3Jv9Og3LlJH1MjXAOk7Ma1SXoDiL6ISeeCQ&oe=672F88E7 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | 0 | Joanna Campbell Slan | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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🔴 Odczarowana do miłości | 🔴 Cierpisz teraz z powodu tęsknoty, poczucia samotności w związku, niespełnienia, odrzucenia, huśtawki emocjonalnej? A do tego ciągle słyszysz “porady”, które znasz, ale i tak nie masz siły się do nich stosować. ❣ Czy można to zmienić bez lęku przed samotnością, obawami, że on nie podoła, odejdzie? Można. A nawet powinnaś. Bo to, że chcesz: # Żeby twoje granice były szanowane, to norma, a nie fanaberia. # Żeby być traktowana jak partnerka, kochana, uwielbiana, a nie jak mamusia, która się wszystkim zajmie. To norma, a nie fanaberia. # Żeby być docenianą. To norma, a nie fanaberia. # Żeby być priorytetem dla niego, a nie pocieszeniem, ratunkiem, opcją. To norma, a nie fanaberia. Aby tak było, trzeba: Wiedzieć dokładnie, dlaczego weszłaś w takie nierówne relacje. A jak już wiesz, mieć sposoby, aby to zmienić. Wchodzimy w takie relacje nie ze swojej woli czy winy. Często kierujemy się nieświadomymi wzorcami, schematami, które powstały w nas znacznie wcześniej, nawet już w dzieciństwie. ja je nazywam BOLESNYM WZORCAMI MIŁOŚCI. 🔮 To one zarządzają i “zaczarowują” negatywnie twoje relacje teraz. Powodują te wszystkie sytuacje, których nie chcesz. I pewnie on też nie. Oboje gracie w nierówną grę. ✨ Dobra wiadomość jest taka - możesz to zmienić. Aby to osiągnąć, potrzebujesz: 1. Uświadomić sobie, na czym te wzorce konkretnie polegają, jak je powielasz i powtarzasz. 2. Sposobów, które bardzo szybko, konkretnie i trwale pomogą ci to zmienić. ❣ Jeśli chcesz odczarować bolesne wzorce miłości, wejdź tutaj i sprawdź, jak szybko jest to możliwe i czego możesz oczekiwać. ODCZARUJESZ SWOJE BOLESNE WZORCE MIŁOŚCI- 🔴 Zobacz tutaj: https://projektbogini.pl | LEARN_MORE | https://jestemkochanka.pl/30-slepych-punktow-ani-d | Joanna Grabska - Inspirator Zmian | https://www.facebook.com/JoannaGrabskaInspiratorZmian/ | 9,640 | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | Learn More | 0 | https://projektbogini.pl | DCO | {{product.description}} | https://jestemkochanka.pl/30-slepych-punktow-ani-dnia-dluzej-2/ | 1969-12-31 18:00 | https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/464617148_1609122143288731_7384757443059260808_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=102&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=SGr6teQwJJUQ7kNvgGdtULJ&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=AVsu8jAGmhN1DxSK-7ziibb&oh=00_AYDRQZkDplbvJXKbA5Vi_u3v0cb4S1y_pyQhDyflFwpPBw&oe=672F97AD | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | 0 | Joanna Grabska - Inspirator Zmian | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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Yes | 2024-11-05 00:41 | active | 1684 | 0 | ❤️🔥Mafia’s Revenge | It's dawn already and the soon to be bride was still fast asleep when she felt a pair of eyes watching her. She flipped her eyes open as they held gaze with that of her mother's. "Damn it! Mom, why are you here? Were you seriously watching me while I slept?" Joanna asked, with raised brows. "My baby, mom just felt like watching you for a while. I just can't believe my baby is actually getting married today. You've grown so big to become someone's bride." Mrs Smith grinned as she stroked her hair softly, blinking back her tears. Realization dawned on Joanna that today was her supposed wedding with someone she knows nothing about except, what the internet tells you. Isn't it annoying? "All thanks to you Mom. So why are you acting up?" Joanna asked with a scoff and then rolled her eyes as she sat up properly on her bed. "Joan, You should be happy I made the right decision for you. You're getting married to a popular and wealthy man in Los Angeles. Every girl wishes they're in your position right now. so, value what you have while you still can." Mrs Smith gritted out as she stood up from her daughter's bed. "I don't value what can't be valued Mom! How do you expect me to cope with someone I have no feelings for?" Joanna yells as tears well up in her eyes. "You would learn to love him dear. Just clean those tears of yours and act like a bride that you are. Shedding these tears ain't gonna do nothing. Go freshen up, the makeup artists would be here soon." Mrs Smith said with a frown on her face as she exited her daughter's room. Joanna cried for some seconds before dragging her feet to her girlish bathroom. An hour later, Joanna stood staring at herself in her big mirror screwed to the wall of her room. The makeup artists were all wowed at her beauty. She looks extremely beautiful in her wedding gown. The wedding gown fitted her body down to her hip area before flowing all the way down. The makeup on her face added extra beauty to her which made her look so outstanding. Mrs Smith, who was ready, walked into her daughter's room to get her. The moment she stepped into Joanna's bedroom, her mouth was left hanging as she ran her eyes all over her daughter's body. "My baby girl, you are looking just like a queen." Mrs Smith pulled her into a hug with smiles on her face. Joanna, who is getting married, has no smile on her face. All the things happening are already making her feel extremely suffocated and she just couldn't wait to end it all! Joanna was led out of her room to the car parked in front of her house. She hopped in and the driver sped off to the reception venue. Their marriage has been registered already. This big party is being held so the world would know Miquel Salvador is now a married man. They got to the venue with her Mom's car behind hers. The driver pulled the door open as Joanna stepped out dazzling everyone with her beauty. With the way the wedding dress hugged her tightly, it felt as though it was designed just for her. It brought out all of her curvy shape. No one could take their eyes off her as she stepped into the huge and filled up reception hall. All the people present were either Mafias or wealthy businessmen. The thought of Joanna getting married to a Mafia boss, made her skin crawl…. Joanna walked straight up to her mother in law as she pulled her into her arms and engulfed her in a tight hug. "I'm so glad to have you as my daughter in law. You look so breathtaking darling" Her mother in law couldn't stop raining praises on her. After greeting Mr Salvador and a few other important persons, she was escorted by her mother in law to sit beside her Mafia husband. Joanna felt a cold shiver rushed down her veins as she sat close to the cold handsome guy beside her. His face was void of emotions as he typed away on his phone. This is the first time she had actually been this close to him. The only time she had seen his pictures was on the internet. It's a misery that she would actually get married to a man who was known as the cruel Mafia Boss. A man who doesn't think twice before hurting his victims. "Miquel, won't you say hello to your bride? I guess this is the first time the both of you are meeting each other, you should both get along well since you're both married now." Miguel's Mother beamed while staring at her son. "Did you say, Hello?" Miquel asked and scoffed loudly. "Shit! Why should I say something like that to this bi*ch?" Miquel suddenly asked his Mother with a smirk on his face. Luckily, the music playing didn't let other ears pick the words he had just uttered. "Are you out of your mind, Miquel? She's not a bi*ch! She's your wife! Why must you use that word on her? Weren't you the one who was so determined to make her your wife? So what's going on!" Miquel's Mother yelled as she felt deeply angered by her Son's inappropriate words. Joanna fiddled with her fingers as she felt extremely hurt by his words and she tried hard to conceal her pain but, Her mother in law saw through her. "You should know I had my reasons for wanting to get married to a fragile woman like her. I'm sitted here doesn't mean I'm acknowledging her as my wife." "I'm only here today because I needed to give the public a good show. Else, I won't have shown my face in this disgusting wedding." Miquel growls out in total disgust. "That's enough, shut your mouth!" Miquel's mother yelled at him before taking her gaze to Joanna who was almost at the peak of tears. "I'm apologizing to you on his behalf dear. Please don't take whatever he says to heart. I guess he's just not in a good mood today" Miquel scoffs on hearing his mother's words as he immediately stood up to greet his Mafia family but abruptly stopped and turned around to face Joanna. His cold eyes glaring into her face had almost made her peed on herself. "Let's go home, My bride and don't dare keep me waiting!" Miquel threatened, turned around and stormed off to his car. Joanna was shocked, her eyes almost bulging out of their sockets as she gently stood up and made her way out of the hall. Chapter 2: As Joanna got outside the hall, She saw Miquel's Limousine in front of her. Miquel was already seated inside, not sparing her a glance. One of his bodyguards opened her side of the car door and she reluctantly got in before the car sped off. The tension in the car was palpable. Even though the air condition was on, Joanna was sweating so badly. "Take off your panties!" Miquel uttered, still not sparing her a glance. "Wh..What!" Joanna screamed out, surprised to hear him say such words to her. Miquel scoffed and finally pinned his icy gaze on hers. "What? Is there a problem? Aren't you my bride? Don't make me repeat myself, you will regret it!" He threatened, his eyes becoming darker. Joanna glared at him in stunned silence, the implications of Miquel's words slowly sinking in. She could feel her eyes watered and the heat rising in her cheeks as she fumbled with the hem of her dress, trying to discreetly remove her underwear. The silence in the car was deafening, the only sound was the low hum of the engine and the soft rustle of fabric as Joanna complied with Miquel's demand. As she pulled the lacy garment down her legs, Joanna's heart pounded in her chest. She had no idea what the Mafia Boss was planning, but she knew it couldn't be good. Joanna finally managed to remove her underwear, her hands trembling as she placed them on her lap, unsure of what to do with them. Miquel smirked, his gaze shifting to the road as the car continued to speed through the city streets. "Good girl," he murmured, the words sending a chill through Joanna's body. After several long moments, Miquel finally spoke again. "Give them to me," he ordered, extending a hand towards her. Joanna hesitated for a moment, her cheeks burning with shame, before reluctantly handing the panties to him. Miquel took the panties from her, his fingers brushing against Joanna's trembling hand as he did so. He examined them for a moment, a cruel smirk on his lips, before stuffing them into his jacket pocket. "Those are mine now," he said, his voice coming out cold and dangerous. "And if you try to take them back, or disobey me in any way, I will make you regret it." He threatened. Joanna swallowed hard, her heart racing as Miquel turned back to face the road. The car finally pulled up in front of a grandiose mansion, the gates opening automatically to allow them through. Joanna felt a knot of dread forming in her stomach as she realized that this was her new home, or probably her prison. Miquel climbed out of the car, his bodyguards following close behind, and Joanna forced herself to do the same, trying to ignore the humiliation and fear that was pulsing through her veins. As she stood on the front steps, the massive double doors of the mansion opened, and she was faced with a butler who bowed to her and ushered her inside. "Come with me!" Miquel's words abruptly shut the butler up from saying whatever he had wished to say to Joanna. Joanna followed Miquel up the grand staircase, her heart pounding as she realized that he was probably leading her to his bedroom. She could feel the weight of his gaze on her back, his silent command that she shouldn't look back or dare speak a word. Finally, they reached the master suite, and Miquel pushed open the heavy oak door with a forceful shove. Before Joanna could even take in her surroundings, Miquel grabbed her by the waist, his strong arms pinning her against the wall as his lips crushed against hers. Joanna tried to push Miquel away, but he was too strong, his grip on her arms like iron as he continued to kiss her deeply, his tongue exploring her mouth with possessive hunger. "Mine," he growled against her lips, his breath hot on her skin. "You are mine now, Joanna. And I will have you whenever and however I please." Miquel smirked at her, loving how fragile she was in his arms. Joanna whimpered, her body trembling with fear, her mind reeling with shock and confusion as Miquel began to rip her wedding dress from her body. "Should I tell you why a Mafia boss got married to a weak woman like you?" Miquel asked, his breath fanning her face. Joanna shuddered but wished to know the reason. Thus, she nodded her head repeatedly making Miquel chuckle and the next minute, his face was deadly cold. He suddenly held onto her cheek, not minding the fact that he was hurting her and he glared into her face. "You are paying for your father's debts! Did your father think I'd forget my money after his death? Never! Miquel Savaldor isn't such a good man." He gritted into her face. Joanna's eyes widened in horror as the realization of her fate dawned on her. Miquel's words echoed in her head, her father's debt, her new life as his prisoner, his words "mine" still ringing in her ears. Her body trembled, tears stinging her eyes as she realized the truth of her situation. She had wondered why her mother was bent on getting her Married to Miguel. 'Does it mean her mother knows about her father's debt to a Mafia boss?' Joanna thought inwardly. "Please," she whispered, her voice barely more than a breath. "Please, Miquel, I'm not my father. I didn't ask for any of this." Miquel's face twisted into a cruel smile. Joanna's pleas fell on deaf ears as Miquel's smile grew even more menacing. "Your father's debt is your debt now, Joanna. And you will pay it back to me, in whatever way I see fit," he growled, his grip on her cheeks tightening. "Now, are you going to be a good little bride, or do I have to remind you of your place?" His voice was like ice, chilling her to the bone. Chapter 3: Joanna whimpered, her body trembling as Miquel held her in place against the wall. She knew that she was powerless against him, his strength and his cruelty overwhelming her. "I'll... I'll be good," she whispered, her voice shaking with fear. Miquel's smile widened, his eyes flashing with a predatory gleam. "Good girl," he purred, releasing her cheek with a quick slap. "Now, let's make sure you know your place." Miquel pushed Joanna away from the wall, sending her staggering backwards. She stumbled and fell to her knees, her eyes widening in fear as he loomed over her. "Now, take off my shoes," he ordered, his voice cold and a weird smirk on his face. Joanna hesitated, her hands shaking as she reached for the laces of his expensive dress shoes. She untied them slowly, her heart racing as she pulled them off one by one, setting them aside on the floor. "Now, crawl to the bed," he said, a dangerous gleam in his eyes. Joanna's throat tightened, her heart hammering against her ribcage as she obediently crawled towards the bed, her hands and knees cold against the hardwood floor. Miquel followed behind her, his footsteps echoing in the silence of the room. When they reached the bed, he sat down on the edge, his eyes fixed on Joanna's trembling form. He loved how she was looking. "Remove the rest of your clothing," he ordered, his voice laced with a hint of satisfaction. Joanna gently nodded, her fingers fumbling with the buttons on her torn wedding dress as she removed it piece by piece. Joanna stood before Miquel, completely naked, her body exposed and vulnerable to his gaze. She could feel his eyes roaming over her, his hunger evident in the way his breath quickened. "Turn around," he ordered, his voice icy and threatening. "I want to see that damn ass." Joanna hesitated, her eyes filling with tears, but she knew better than to defy him. She turned around, her hands covering her breasts as she tried to protect her modesty. Miquel chuckled, his hands running up and down her legs, his fingers tracing the curves of her body. "Mm, such a perfect little body," Miquel murmured, his hands gripping her hips tightly. "I can't wait to have my fill of you." Joanna shuddered, her whole body quivering with fear and shame. She bit her lip to hold back a sob, her mind racing with thoughts of escape. But she knew that there was no escape from a cruel Mafia's grasp. "Get on the bed," he ordered, his voice leaving no room for argument. Joanna did as she was told, crawling onto the bed, her body shaking with each movement. Miquel climbed onto the bed behind her, his large frame looming over her like a predator. He ran his hands over her back, his fingers trailing down her spine and over the curve of her hips. "Such a pretty little bride," he murmured, his breath hot against her skin. "And now, you're all mine." Joanna let out a shuddering sob, her body wracked with fear and despair. Miquel chuckled, his fingers trailing lower, tracing the line of her ass. He leaned down, his lips pressing against Joanna's neck, his teeth grazing her skin in a dangerous caress. "You're mine to do with as I please, Joan" he growled, his words a dark promise of the things to come. "And I'm going to enjoy every inch of you, my sweet little bride." Joanna whimpered, her body tensing as Miquel's hands slid lower, his fingers probing between her legs. "You're so wet for me, my little bride," Miquel murmured, his voice a mix of pleasure and amusement. "It seems your body knows what your mind doesn't want to admit. You want this, Joanna. You want me." Joanna bit her lip, trying to hold back a moan as Miquel's fingers continued to explore her. She hated to admit it but, He was right, her body was betraying her, responding to his touch despite her revulsion and terror. "Don't fight it," he whispered, his breath hot against her ear. "You belong to me now." Miquel's fingers slid deeper, his touch igniting a fire within Joanna's body. She let out a gasp, unable to contain her pleasure as he continued to toy with her, his fingers circling her most sensitive areas. "That's it, my little bride," he purred, his lips trailing down her neck. "Give in to me." Joanna's breath came in short, sharp gasps, her body arching against his touch. She knew she should fight, should try to resist, but her body was already lost to his touch, her mind consumed with desire. Miquel's hands continued their exploration, his fingers pushing deeper, his thumb circling her clit. Joanna's moans grew louder, her body trembling with pleasure as he pushed her closer and closer to the edge. "I'm going to make you cum for me," he murmured, his voice a low growl. "And then, I'm going to take you, my little bride. I'm going to make you mine in every way." Joanna cried out, her body arching as Miquel's fingers pushed her over the edge, her orgasm crashing over her like a wave. Miquel's touch softened, his fingers slowing as Joanna's body trembled with the aftershocks of her release. "Such a good girl," he murmured, his voice a low whisper in her ear. "Now, it's my turn." He pushed her onto her back, his body looming over hers as he undressed, his eyes hungry and possessive. Joanna trembled, her eyes widening as she saw the size of Miquel's erection, the hardness of his body as he positioned himself between her legs. Miquel's hands caressed Joanna's thighs, his touch gentle but firm as he positioned himself at her entrance. "Look at me," he ordered, his voice so cold and intense. Joanna met his gaze, her eyes widened with fear. Miquel's smile was predatory, his eyes dark with lust. "This is the moment you become mine, Joanna. The moment you become my wife, and my slave." He pushed his erected phallus inside her, his breath catching as he filled her completely. Chapter 4: Joanna cried out, her body tensing around Miquel's as he began to thrust, his movements slow and deliberate. His hands moved over her body, exploring her curves, his touch rough and possessive. "You're so tight," he growled, his teeth grazing her shoulder. "So perfect! So mine!" He gritted. Joanna whimpered, her body arching as Miquel's pace quickened, his thrusts growing harder, deeper. He wrapped a hand around her throat, his grip firm but not tight, his eyes fixed on hers as he claimed her. His thrusts grew more frantic as his pleasure built. Joanna's eyes fluttered closed, her body surrendering to his touch, her breath coming in short, desperate gasps as he took her over the edge. Miquel's fingers dug into her skin as he climaxed, his body trembling as he filled her with his seed. Once he was done, Miquel moved away from Joanna's body as if repulsed, the expression of desire on his face quickly replaced by one of disgust. He wiped himself clean, his movements swift and efficient, and without a single glance in Joanna's direction, he strode out of the room, leaving her lying alone on the bed. Joanna lay there, her body still shaking from the encounter, her mind reeling as she processed what had just happened. She felt dirty and used, like a piece of trash that had been discarded without a second thought. Joanna stared up at the ceiling, her eyes tracing the ornate plasterwork that hung overhead. She could still feel Miquel's touch on her skin, his fingers digging into her flesh as he had claimed her as his own. Tears stung her eyes, and she squeezed them shut, trying to block out the memory of what had just happened. But it was no use; the feeling of helplessness and despair was too strong, and she felt as though she might drown in it. She remained there for what felt like an eternity, her mind still spinning from the events. The room was silent save for the rhythmic ticking of the clock on the bedside table, its steady beat a constant reminder of the passage of time. As the minutes ticked by, Joanna's tears finally dried up, her eyes red and swollen from the ordeal. She rolled over onto her side, pulling the blanket up over her body as she curled into a tight ball. Miquel arrived at his usual hangout spot, where his best friend, Gio, was already waiting. They greeted each other with a firm handshake and exchanged a knowing glance. "So, how did it go?" Gio finally asked, taking a swig from his beer. "I assume she's officially 'yours' now, right?" Gio added, with a small smile playing on his lips. Miquel smirked, a wicked gleam in his eyes. "Oh, she's mine alright." "Did she give you any trouble?" Gio asked, his expression curious. He wanted to know the full details of what happened between the couples. Miquel shook his head. "She was scared and weak, just like I knew she would be. But, she's mine now. I'll break her soon enough." Miguel said with an evil glint in his eyes. Gio raised an eyebrow. "Break her, huh? Well, just don't forget she's kind of valuable to us. You're going to need her for the upcoming deal with the Moretti family." Gio said and took a sip from his glass. Miquel nodded, his jaw clenched. "Hmm,I know." "Still," Gio continued, swirling the amber liquid in his glass, "I can't help but wonder if there might be more to this girl than meets the eye. We both know her father was a shrewd businessman, and his debts to us weren't insignificant. Maybe she's hiding something valuable that could benefit our organization." "Don't you think so?" Gio inquired, staring intensely at Miguel. Miquel's gaze hardened at the suggestion. "Maybe, but I'm not going to get my hands dirty trying to extract information from a girl like her. I'll use her for what I need, and then dispose of her whenever I'm done!" Miguel gritted out, staring into space. "Her value to us extends beyond what she can tell us," Gio reminded him. "She's a valuable bargaining chip with the Moretti family. They respect strength, and having a beautiful, young wife shows that you're in control. And if it doesn't work out, well, let's just say I wouldn't mind 'disposing' of her myself." Gio sternly said and finished the last of his drink and slammed the glass down on the table, a malicious grin on his face. Miquel's eyes narrowed, contemplating Gio's words and a sudden frown appeared on his face. "She's my wife, Gio," Miquel growled, his voice laced with warning. "I don't need your permission to decide when she's no longer useful to me." Gio held up his hands in a show of mock surrender. "Fine, fine, she's your wife. But let's not forget that in this business, there are no guarantees, even for a boss like you. Just remember that I have your back, and I'll be here when you need me." Miquel scoffed and took a sip from his glass, slammed it on the table and stood up. "I'm heading to my dungeon, are you coming along?" He asked, staring down at Gio who was a bit shocked from the sound that erupted from Miguel's glass. Gio chuckled, "You're weird, man!" He uttered and stood up. "I'm definitely coming along," he added. The duo got into their various cars and drove off to the dungeon location. The moment Miguel's Rolls Royce rolled to a stop, his hefty men assembled before him while one of them pulled the door open for him to get down. Miguel got down from his car, his brows knitted together as he stood before his men with Gio beside him. "Where's that dimwit?" Miguel asked, his voice as cold as ice. One of the hefty men who seemed to be in charge of the others, walked forward with his head bowed in respect. "He is tied up inside as instructed, Boss" "Take me to him!" 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