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My CEO husband's twisted Love.

Mu_saiya
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When you love, you love blindly. When you hate, you hate fiercely. After a blissful marriage of 2 years, Claire's world shattered when a single doubt consumed her husband: he thought she was carrying another man’s child. His resentment towards her grew deeper, hate and disgust replaced the love and care once he had for her. She bloomed with excitement. "Cain- It's our second anniversary today. Let's — Her words were cut sharply, he pinned her to the wall. Gripping tightly on her neck he stared, “You disgust me, Claire Miller. You and, " he pointed towards her belly. This bastard, get out of my sight.” She had been adjusting to his change and insults but Calling his own flesh and blood as a bastard would be the last thing a mother could tolerate. "You will regret this. Cain Wilson." She muttered. Next morning he woke up to see an envelope beside him. “Divorce Agreement.” Signed by his wife. It made him mentally paralyzed. After 5 years Later~ “Boss! We spotted Madam at Cleveland Hotel,” Mark said. “With a kid.” He added. Dismissing his work he ran like a madman. Claire….. Come back to me !!! Why?? She stared coldly. “I need nothing from you.” “You might be a CEO, I'm no less than you, we are business competitors Mr Willson.” She smirked. “I want nothing from you, that requires your presence in my life.” Wearing her glasses, She walked away with her kid. “It's not you, it's I who needs you back. And I will get you back for sure.” "Call the media and release the press." He ordered. “From this day forward, I, Cain Wilson will be officially chasing my wife and Until I win her back and I will officially declare to step down from my position of a top CEO to be a full time lover and husband.” With a smile he added, “And a father.” The world watched, stunned, as the once-untouchable Cain Wilson put everything on the line for the only thing he could not bear to lose again. #Viralbookcall. __________ TROPES: CEO-Romance/Love-Hate/Divorce/Runway Pregnancy/Betray×Revenge/ Win her back/Medium-paced. Third person POV. ___________ Book : My CEO Husband's Twisted Love. Author : Mu_saiya Instagram : Mu_saiya Editor : Niya I do not own the cover picture, Credit goes to the owner. If any issues with the Cover pic kindly mail me I'll take it down. Email : wenxiaoer121@gmail.com Thank you for stopping by, have fun! and remember to support my work.
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Chapter 1 - The Prison.

In the dimly lit corner of the jail cell, Claire stood pale and frail in her orange prison uniform, the number 78 printed on her right side. Dark circles shadowed her eyes, and she barely had the strength to hold her ground as she faced the bully.

Taking a deep breath, Claire finally walked towards the prison cafeteria, her heart racing. The clatter of footsteps echoed through the room as a group of girls approached, their laughter sharp and taunting. 

"Look who we have here," one sneered, leaning against the bars. 

"Don't worry, we don't bite…often," another added, smirking. 

As they closed in, Claire's breath quickened. The cold steel of the bars loomed behind her, trapping her in the cage of their mockery. "What's wrong? Scared?" they jeered, shadows dancing around her. 

With a sudden shove, she stumbled back, the chill of the concrete floor sending a jolt through her spine. Thud! Her back hit the ground, pain blossoming as their laughter echoed in her ears. 

Claire struggled to hold her composure but the bullies outnumbered her. Verica who seemed to be leader of the gang grabbed Claire by her hair and pinned her to the wall behind. 

"I hate people like you." She clicked her tongue,her face twisted with scorn. "Look what daddy's girl is doing—ugh, pampered little doll."

She spat, her voice dripping with venom. Before Claire could react, Verica grabbed her collar, pulling her close so their faces nearly touched. 

"Do you think money makes you tough? Do you think it'll save you here?" she hissed, tightening her grip on her as her fingers dug into Claire's skin.

With a harsh shove, Verica released her, watching with satisfaction as Claire staggered back. "In here…" she sneered, voice like gravel. "...rich girls like you are at the bottom. And I make damn sure they remember it."

This was the twelfth time in this week that Verica had bullied Claire verbally and physically. Claire was still struggling to stand. 

"Claire let me help you," A faint voice called out from behind, accompanied by a gentle hand on her shoulder. A skinny girl with pale complexion smiled gently at her. 

Claire managed to stand firmly and returned a quick smile. "Thanks, Beth. I owe you a lot. You have been taking care of me since I came here." 

Beth's grip tightened on Claire's arm as the memory resurfaced of her being outnumbered by the bullies with no one brave enough to even tend to her injuries. "I know how it is to be lonely in places like these."

Claire could see the pain in her eyes. With a nod of gratitude, Claire thought to release Beth once she was out of this hell. But was it possible? Would she ever be able to get away? Who would go against such a monster and help her? Chills ran down her spine as she pictured the person who sent her here to witness her misery.

"It's fine, Claire, I have your back. Verica is just jealous, She hates rich people. And you are a renowned personality in Ashvil. Anyway, she despised you from the start whenever your news was displayed on the TV counting you among the inspirational youths of this city. And now, she is simply venting her hatred on you."

"Thanks, Beth. I'm so happy to have you as a friend and supporter." Claire spoke with a trace of sadness in her eyes as they both headed towards the cafeteria. 

Claire took a plate and slowly moved towards the food junction. Seeing the dishes served made her nauseous, not because she was a spoiled rich lady. The food in this area of Section 6 was horrible and they sometimes served the extra food that was stored in refrigerator three days ago.

On her second day, after finishing her meal she suffered severe pain abdomen. Since then, she just grabbed a piece of bread and a glass of water, but one could hardly stay healthy after a week of bread and water. The food served was least edible. 

The last time she tried to politely address this issue to the superintendent, she was mocked and ignored. She even requested to prepare her own meal, and was refused with a blant sentence. "You are in prison, miss. This ain't a seven-star hotel, either you eat or you starve." 

Seeing her returning back to her cell, Beth ran towards Claire and said excitedly, "Come with me, I have something for you. Eh…. I mean something for us." Claire followed Beth towards the exit of Section 6. 

They snuck over to the open area near the outer gate of Section 5, a small garden-like space. With a sly grin, Beth sauntered up to the guard, flashing a mischievous smile that made Claire's heart race. 

*What was Beth even up to? Claire's mind raced with worry. If the guard reported them, it could mean harsher punishment, especially with Verica's daily torment.

But within minutes, Beth returned, holding a plate piled high with chicken skewers, fruit, and garlic bread. Her face held victory as if she'd just conquered something great. Claire's jaw dropped looking at what Beth was holding and wondered how swiftly she managed to pull this trick? 

"Beth?" Claire stared at her with amazement., "What? He likes me," Beth chucked mischieveiously. "No harm in smiling and getting a meal this worth it." 

They laughed as they made their way towards the side area, finding a cool spot they hovered over their food.

The warm, smoky aroma of the skewers hit her, the rich scent of spiced meat mingling with a hint of char. As they bit into the tender chicken, flavors of garlic, pepper, and a slight sweetness burst on their tongues. The garlic bread was soft and buttery, with a crisp edge and a comforting, savory flavor that melted in their mouths. Each bite felt rare. 

"Do you believe in my capabilities now?" Raising her eyebrow, Beth looked at Claire with a cute pout. 

"Yes. Yes, Madam Beth, you are just awesome and magical. I will make sure to not mess with you." Claire chuckled. They both lay there with there with satisfaction and peace, laughing at their own shenigans.