"Don't contact me if you're dying." When Keith Ingram utters those cruel words to his new wife, he doesn't know how much he'll come to regret them. For years, Ella Bryce has loved Keith from afar. When a contract marriage gives her one chance at happiness, she vows to make him see her-even though the scars of her past make her efforts fraught with pain. But just as her devotion begins breaking through his guarded heart, devastating lies shatter their fragile bond. Broken and discarded, Ella rebuilds her life from the ashes, determined to live on her own terms. She is no longer the unseen girl he left behind. Years later, Keith storms back into her life-colder, harder, and more ruthless than ever. He thinks he knows the truth about their past. He is wrong. Now, Keith must face the reality of what he destroyed. Fate has given him a second chance to see the woman he was blind to, but the road to redemption is paved with secrets. Will he make the same mistake twice... or can he win back the wife he so carelessly threw away? Trigger warning: Trigger warning: This story contains emotional abuse, gaslighting, and family abuse.

Ethereal Romanoav, nineteen. Just like her name, she was a breath of heaven on earth, too innocent, too untouched, and too unaware of the darkness that waited beyond her walls. Her beauty was the kind poets lost sleep over. Her eyes, a deep crystalline blue. People whispered she was the most beautiful girl in the world, a jewel born once in centuries. When Ethereal was barely one year old, her beloved mother, Queen Sera Roman, died of a sudden illness. And within two months, her father, King David Roman, married the Princess of Kazi, Phina. After that marriage, everything changed. Phina was threatened, terrified, of the girl who would one day surpass every beauty in the realm. So David Roman locked his daughter away. At one and a half years old, Ethereal was placed inside an isolated tower. Too small to understand, too pure to fight back. For there was monster wearing a crown. Alexandra Drakaris. Thirty-two. The King of Kings. The ruler whose bloodline had conquered kingdoms. People called him The Beast. It was said his very shadow could silence a battlefield. Rumours whispered he stole women, used them, burned empires for pleasure. Queens feared him. Kings bowed. But the truth? He had never touched a single woman. No lovers. No partners. No queen. Alexandra lived alone in a fortress carved from cold, merciless stone, just like his heart. Dangerous, deadly, ruthless. He was a monster of power. Standing at six feet two, built like a warrior sculpted by the gods, he looked every bit the beast the world painted him to be. Yet his light brown eyes held storms-battles, betrayals, pain. Love made you weak. And Alexandra could not afford weakness. He took kingdoms. He crushed armies. He conquered power-nothing else. But the world did not know the truth: The beauty King Roman hid away was the only thing Alexandra would ever desire. His ethereal romanoav His little one.. ..... Give it a try.....

She is my wife and yet I can't touch her. One decision has made me choose between being a man of his word or a beast I truly am. It's hard to stick to my word when she floats in front of me, moving like a cloud with her perfectly curved body. My inner fight is getting intense and at times i truly wish my beast wins and I can finally taste my sweet sweet wife.

He wanted her. He needed her. He will have her. She was his to love ....his to touch ... his to fu*k... She was naive , untouched with the brutality of the real world. Protected under her father's shelter which was built only for her away from reality of inhumane thought of people who only wanted to steal her away... He was bought up to be ruthless and grew up to be heartless ... he knew what he was and accepted that ... inflicting pain bought him pleasure up and he loved to play😈 She was not meant for his world and he was only looking for a toy... He didn't realise when his want for her turned into obsession... he wanted her all the time , in his arms and on his bed ... and he will never let her go...

Stealing is bad... that's what our mamma taught us... the law forbids it... there are laws which punish the culprits who steal. But what would you do when you come to know that the thing which is stolen is .....YOU? She didn't belong to him. She was someone's daughter, someone's friend, someone else's WIFE. He stole her from everyone she knew and she didn't even know that she was HIS STOLEN ANGEL.... A special thanks to @TheSinfuldevil for the amazing cover.