Everyone thought Keeva Doyle only loved Bastian Santoro.
But Bastian only wanted Mallory Doyle.
To marry him, Keeva once stood outside the Santoro estate for an entire day and night.
After the wedding, she did anything to stop him from divorcing her.
Even let Mallory use her as a punching bag whenever the mood struck.
It made Keeva the biggest joke in New York society.
On their third anniversary, Mallory had another meltdown.
This time, Keeva was two months pregnant. She ended the pregnancy.
It was the only child she and Bastian had conceived in three years.
After the procedure, still weak, she went straight to the Santoro estate.
“Three years are up. The contract is over.” Keeva looked at Bastian’s mother, Isabella.
“I want to divorce Bastian.”
Isabella closed her eyes. “Getting rid of that baby wasn’t smart, Keeva. That was a life.”
“It was what Bastian wanted.” Keeva’s face was pale, but her voice was steady.
“You know him. Once he decides something, no one changes it. That baby was never going to be born.”
Isabella opened her eyes and studied her for a long moment.
“Since you know he’s that kind of man,” she said, “have you ever thought about why he couldn’t get that divorce for three years?”
Keeva didn’t answer.
Isabella sighed softly.
“I’ll give you another hundred million dollars. Staying three more years?”
Keeva finally lifted her head.
“No,” she said. “This marriage is destroying him. And it’s destroying me.”
More importantly, the first hundred million was already more than enough.
She and her sister could live on it for the rest of their lives.
A Love That Never Existed Chapter 46 The wind moved softly through the leaves. Yvosha opened a second can of Coke and took a sip. “He donated every dollar he had and built a foundation in your name. Because of him, a lot of children like you will get to grow up.” She reached out […]
A Love That Never Existed Chapter 45 When word of Damiel’s death reached the Vandrel Group, Yvosha was in the middle of a meeting. Her assistant came in and bent close, whispering in her ear. Yvosha’s hand, mid-turn of a page, paused. Then she lifted her gaze to the executives around the table. “Continue.” When
A Love That Never Existed Chapter 44 It felt as if he had been pulled back five years. Back to when he had been gravely ill, and forced into marriage. He saw Yvosha standing beside his bed, telling him, “As long as I’m here, you’ll be fine.” He tried to lift himself up. “Yvosha…” She
A Love That Never Existed Chapter 43 Not long afterward, Damiel was moved into the highest-level intensive care unit. In under a month he had wasted away, his features sharp and sunken. He was barely a shadow of the man he had been. He turned away every visitor. He wouldn’t even let Cordella in. The
A Love That Never Existed Chapter 42 Vandrel Group, New York Headquarters, CEO’s office. Yvosha sat behind her desk in a black tailored suit. She looked across at Cordella and produced a thin smile. “Mrs. Vorretti. It’s been a while.” Cordella drew in a long breath. “Yvosha, I’ve come to ask you for something.” Yvosha
A Love That Never Existed Chapter 41 Over the following days, Cordella produced a stack of photographs and dossiers on young women, laying them out one by one in front of Damiel. “This is the youngest Parker daughter. Twenty years old, excellent family. Father Brennan said she would bring you peace.” “This one is the
A Love That Never Existed Chapter 40 Damiel felt as if his chest had caught fire. The heat seeped down into his stomach, and his whole body began to shudder. A moment later he coughed, and a spray of blood splattered across his hands. “Damiel!” Cordella’s face went bloodless. Her hand spasmed shut, the rosary
A Love That Never Existed Chapter 39 Damiel tugged at his tie, but the pressure crushing his chest refused to lift. He turned and bolted from the boardroom. The moment he dropped into the back of the car, he barked two words at his driver. “The estate.” He went straight to the small chapel tucked
A Love That Never Existed Chapter 38 Yvosha studied his ashen face, her tone as detached as if she were narrating something that had happened to a stranger. “Three years ago, Cordella offered me one hundred million dollars and a three-year contract. The conditions were straightforward. As long as I played Mrs. Vorretti for three
A Love That Never Existed Chapter 37 “I know none of this brings Petra back. I know it doesn’t undo what you went through.” Damiel said. “But it’s the most I have to give.” “And Yvosha… you do still feel something for me, don’t you?” He looked at her, his voice almost certain of itself.
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