His Enemy, Her Salvation

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Ana thought their love could survive anything. For five years, she stood by Ethan—his storms, his silences, his sharp edges. When they couldn’t conceive, she was heartbroken, but hopeful. They saw doctors, ran tests… until one night, Ethan came home cold, distant. “It’s not working,” he said. “This marriage… you can’t give me a family. I want a divorce.”

She broke.

What he didn’t know—what he didn’t think she’d ever find out—was that it wasn’t her body that failed them. It was his. The test results he’d hidden and lied about proved it. Ethan couldn't have children, not her.

And he let her carry that weight. That guilt.

Anger like fire bloomed in her chest, and she made one call—the one man Ethan would never want her to speak to.

Damien.

His enemy. Ruthless. Powerful. Unforgiving. The man Ethan once betrayed in business and publicly humiliated. He picked up, voice low and amused, “To what do I owe this call?”

“I want revenge,” Ana said, steady. “I’ll do anything. Just help me destroy him.”

There was a pause, then a dark laugh. “Anything?”

“Yes.”

His voice dropped. “Then can I have you?”

She froze. “What do you mean?”

“I want what he wasted. You. Be mine, and I’ll give you everything he tried to take from you—including power.”

Ana agreed.

What began as a twisted alliance turned into something else. Damien didn’t pity her. He respected her rage, fed it, sharpened it. He introduced her to his world—richer, colder, more dangerous. And she bloomed. The quiet wife became the woman who walked into rooms and made men tremble.

Ethan started to notice. Deals went dead. Clients vanished. His name lost value. And then he saw her—on Damien’s lap, eyes colder than winter, lips in a smirk he used to kiss.

Now he knew.

He lost her.

And worse—she had chosen the one man who would never let Ethan forget what he did.