Chapter 1
On her way to the airport to meet her husband, Marcus Gonzalez, Bertha Estrada was raped.
She never saw the guy’s face.
When they were both cumming, she bit down hard on his shoulder.
He winced in pain but didn’t stop fucking her.
Shame and pleasure overwhelmed Bertha.
She tried to make out his features, but all she could feel were his firm muscles and the teeth marks she’d left on his shoulder.
He thrust inside her again and again, until Bertha passed out.
By the time she woke up, he was already gone, but the air still held the steamy scent.
Scattered tissues and disheveled clothes littered the floor–indicating the wild sex.
Bertha bit her lip, clutching the bedsheet, tears welling in her eyes.
She thought, “What have I done to deserve this?”
Her adoptive parents never showed her love, and her life had been a constant struggle.
She had dreamed of changing her destiny through education, finally earning a place at her ideal university.
But her adoptive parents forced her into a marriage with a stranger.
Her sister Tamara Estrada refused to marry Marcus because of his disability. But they dared not reject him, for he was so powerful.
So they forced Bertha to do it in Tamara’s place.
From withdrawing Bertha from school to rushing her through engagement and marriage, no one ever asked her >pinion.
They ruined her dreams and future without hesitation.
She had cried and protested, but in the end, she yielded to reality.
People say a woman’s fate is tied to her marriage.
Bertha didn’t know what kind of man Marcus was, but marrying him would free her from her suffocating family.
With that hope, she tried her best to play the perfect wife.
For the past two years, while Marcus was abroad treating his legs, she lived alone without a single complaint.
She believed that when Marcus came back, they could build a happy life together.
But on the very day of his return, she had been violated…
Bertha couldn’t help but burst into tears.
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She thought bitterly, “Could I tell Marcus the truth?
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“Would he believe that I have gone to the airport to meet him, only to be caught in a commotion, dragged into a dark lounge, and assaulted?”
She doubted it. After all, she and Marcus were basically strangers.
Just then, her phone rang, jolting her from her thoughts.
It was the housekeeper.
“Mrs. Gonzalez, Mr. Gonzalez wants you to come home.”
Bertha’s heart lurched, gripped by panic and dread.
“He’s already back?”
“Yes, ma’am. Mr. Gonzalez just came home. Then he left when he saw you weren’t there. He said you need to return to sign some papers. H–He’s divorcing you.”
Bertha’s heart sank.
Marcus wanted a divorce!
She knew he was unhappy with their arranged marriage.
He hadn’t even attended their wedding, and in two years, they had never met. They didn’t even know what the
other looked like.
Yet, he had never treated her poorly.
Her needs were always met–food, clothing, everything she required. When she fell ill, he ensured the staff
cared for her.
Despite the distance, she felt his consideration.
She had thought he merely hated being forced into marriage, not her. She believed if she stayed faithful, they could grow to care for each other, like any devoted couple, and share a lifetime together.
She never imagined he would want a divorce.
“Mrs. Gonzalez, cheer up,” the housekeeper comforted her. “Mr. Gonzalez left you the villa, two luxury cars, and a lot of money.”
But how could Bertha not be heartbroken?
She felt as if her whole world had collapsed.
Her life felt utterly cursed.
However, she had no right to refuse the divorce.
She had been raped… She no longer felt worthy of him.
Bertha sniffled, her voice hoarse. “I understand. I’ll return to sign the papers.”
Hanging up, she dressed through the ache in her body and stumbled out of the airport.
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Moments after she left, a fleet of black luxury cars pulled up to the terminal.
A team of black–clad bodyguards swarmed out, securing the area.
Marcus’s assistant, Axell Patel, opened the car door with respect.
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Marcus stepped out, his handmade leather shoes gleaming, his bespoke suit and rare watch exuding success.
Tall and striking, with sharp features and an aura of commanding intensity, he sent a chill through the
onlookers.
People watched him with cautious awe, but Marcus ignored them, striding toward the VIP lounge.
The previous night, he had been drugged and hunted. In a desperate moment, he had taken a woman’s V–card.
Fearing his enemies might target her, he had left to ensure her safety, returning only when the danger was gone
He knew it had been her first time.
He had vowed to take responsibility, promising to make her the happiest, most cherished woman in the world.
And Marcus always kept his promises.
Before he reached the lounge, Axell hurried to his side.
Mr. Gonzalez, the butler called. Mrs. Gonzalez is home.
But, she was probably with another man last night. The hickeys on her were obvious.
The butler says Mrs. Gonzalez has been with many men these past two years. And she often stays out all night.
When drunk at a bar, she even said that a cripple like you didn’t deserve her. And she claimed marrying her was you shooting above your league.”
Axell rambled on, unaware of the storm brewing in Marcus’s eyes.
Marcus’s lips tightened, his face darkening.
Two years ago, his family forced him into an arranged marriage to curb his power.
He had never met Bertha, not even showing up on their wedding day.
Now, with his power fully secured, he no longer needed to be bound by this marriage. That was why he wanted to divorce her right after he came back.
It wasn’t because he was heartless, but because they had no feelings for each other at all.
He thought it would be a relief for her, too.
To compensate her, he had offered a villa, cars, and a 160–million–dollar check.
But now, it turned out she was just a snobbish slut!
Since that was the case, she didn’t deserve his generosity.
“Cancel the previous divorce agreement,” he said coldly. “Since she cheated, she’s not getting a dime.”
“Yes, sir,” Axell replied.
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At the lounge door, Marcus calmed his anger, straightened his suit, and prepared to meet the woman from last night with warmth and dignity.
He was a loyal man. Having taken her first time, he would spend the rest of his life with her.
But when he opened the door, he froze.
The room was empty.
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