1. Olivia Anderson

~~~ Dark forces from the underworld, belonging to a powerful Mafia group, led by seven ladies, loomed in the shadows.

They were a constant presence, their influence stretching far and wide. Olivia had heard whispers and rumors of their existence, but had never believed them to be true.

Now, standing in the luxurious Collymore estate, she couldn't deny the eerie feeling that something sinister lurked beneath the opulence.

Darls, with his provocative presence, seemed intimately connected with this mysterious world.

Olivia's instincts told her that he had ties to the underworld forces she had only heard about in hushed whispers.

The hints were there - the way he carried himself, the sly smile that played upon his lips, and the air of danger that clung to him.

As the realization dawned on Olivia, about the man whom she had made a deal with, her heart raced with a mix of fear and intrigue.

Was she inadvertently caught up in something much bigger than herself? Were her parents, despite their disapproval, entangled in this web of darkness as well?

Questions swirled through her mind, but one thing was clear - she had stumbled upon a world she had never anticipated.

The Collymore estate, hiding secrets beneath its grand facade, seemed to be a gateway into a realm of clandestine dealings and forbidden alliances.

Olivia's path had taken an unexpected turn, thrusting her into a dangerous dance with the forces of the underworld.

Whether she wanted to or not, she knew she had to navigate these treacherous waters and uncover the truth behind the dark forces that surrounded her.

The truth was out there, waiting to be revealed, and Olivia was determined to uncover it - no matter the cost.~~~

Chapter one:

Mike's eyes burned with anger as he glared at Olivia in the hallway. Confusion washed over her as she struggled to comprehend his hostility.

Did he not understand that she was in a delicate state of pregnancy and couldn't handle stress? Even Dr. Claire had warned him about this, so why was he behaving this way?

"You can't just come home early? And why are you looking at me like I've committed some unforgivable sin, Mike,"

Olivia asked, her voice tinged with annoyance as she planted her hands on her hips.

Mike's gaze traveled up and down her body, disgust twisting his features.

"Do you even realize how unattractive you look? Any sensible person would hide themselves away," he spat, his words filled with disdain.

Olivia felt a sharp pang in her chest, unable to believe what she was hearing. "Are you joking, Mike?" she exclaimed, shock lacing her voice.

He let out a frustrated sigh and took a step closer, gripping her shoulders tightly.

"Listen, Olivia, you're just not my type. I can't keep pretending. I can't love you, and I can't give you the happiness you deserve."

His words pierced through her heart like a knife.

"What are you saying, Mike? It's late, and I won't expose your flaws to anyone. Let's just go to bed. You can't seriously be considering divorcing me after just six months of marriage,"

She muttered, attempting to push his hands away. But he only tightened his grip, refusing to let her go.

"Don't you understand? This is not a joke, Olivia," He growled, his voice filled with frustration.

"Mike, if you're trying to provoke me, it's working. Congratulations. Now, let's just go to bed,"

Olivia mumbled, looking away, but Mike forcefully brought her face towards his, his expression stern and stoic.

"I don't love you, and I never will. I want you to get that straight into your skull, Livia.

Where are the boobs and arses? Your body and face aren't even beautiful to my taste.

Your shape isn't sexy enough, and your boobs and ass are way too small.

I'm not even enjoying our sexual moment right now. How then do you expect me to enjoy it when the baby is born?

Is it when your little boobs have already dried up and fallen into a puddle? Livia, I can't do this anymore, and it's over between us,"

Mike spat, his words filled with disdain and devoid of any remorse.

Olivia's head spun, her mind struggling to process the magnitude of Mike's insults. Had he just body-shamed her? Mocked and criticized the very essence of how she had been created?

A surge of anger and self-preservation coursed through Olivia, overpowering any sense of fear or intimidation.

Without thinking, she reacted instinctively, landing a hard slap on Mike's face. The sound echoed through the room, momentarily seizing the air.

Mike's head tilted to the side, his jaw tensing, and his grip on Olivia's shoulders tightened in response. She realized, in that moment, that she might be the first person to ever raise a hand against him, to challenge his authority.

Mike Huxley was the only child of the richest businessman in Mexico City, inheriting vast wealth and numerous successful companies through his father's legacy.

D'Huxley, Mike's flagship company, had solidified his influence and power within the city's economy.

Without a word, Mike turned away from Olivia and forcefully pulled her along as he dragged her up the stairs and into the living room on the second floor.

There, on the table, lay divorce papers, already signed by Mike, awaiting her signature to nullify their wedding vows.

"Sign it and put an end to this arranged marriage before it becomes even more toxic,"

He muttered, his voice laced with a mix of frustration and impatience.

Olivia couldn't help but feel the weight of his words and the betrayal that threatened to consume her.

Why was he doing this now, after going through all the rituals and ceremonies of their marriage?

While Mike had always had the chance to reject this arranged marriage, Olivia had never been given the opportunity to choose differently. The unfairness of the situation choked her, tears threatening to spill over.

"Why are you doing this to me? Why are you making things so difficult?"

Olivia's voice trembled, the vulnerability and pain seeping through her words.

She had never loved Mike; in fact, she despised him. Being forced into a marriage with her arrogant, rude, and tyrannical boss had been a nightmare.

Her father had informed her of the wedding just three days before, leaving her no choice but to marry this man she loathed.

Over time, Olivia had hoped to build some understanding, some form of connection with Mike. Yet now, he was determined to end their marriage just as it had begun.

"There is not an ounce of affection left in me for you,

Mike responded, his arrogance on full display.