The Imposter Bride (Natalia and Magnus)

The secretary cast a sympathetic glance at Kendra before stepping out of the CEO's office, gently closing the door behind her.

"What on earth are you crying about?" he shouted at her, "You're throwing yourself at a cripple who doesn't even want you. You're crying because you feel humiliated? You're the one who despised me remember? Today, I'm going to remind you that even if I wasn't the CEO of Andersen Corporation, I can still fuck you good."

His anger boiling over, Lucius ripped off the white dress Kendra was wearing. He despised her for pretending to be innocent when she was anything but.

Wasn't it all because that cripple, Magnus, preferred this type of women?

But Kendra was his woman. Even if he no longer wanted her, that cripple Magnus had no right to claim her.

"Ah... Ah... Lucius, what are you trying to do? Let go of me!"

Kendra never expected Lucius to react so violently upon seeing her. Thrown onto the couch and stripped bare within seconds, she was terrified.

She screamed and tried to protect herself, but her fear only fuelled Lucius' rage. He unbuckled his belt and moved over her.

As Kendra struggled, he forced himself into her.

"You're a fool, Kendra! A slut pretending to be pure, huh?" he growled, "You were the one who crawled into my bed when you were just seventeen. Now you want to break ties with me and cling to that cripple, huh? Can that cripple satisfy you? Is he better than me?

"I'm telling you, your pussy has been ruined by me. With Magnus' proud nature, do you think he'd want you? Your only option is to stay by my side. Only then, can you live like a human being.

"If you dare to betray me again, if you dare to think about leaving me, I'll make you wish you were dead. I'll make your entire Clarkson family pay for your betrayal."

"Ah... Ah..."

Lucius' anger was unyielding, and his brutality towards Kendra in his office was relentless. Kendra, who had always been pampered, was on the verge of breaking down, her screams resonating in the room. After about an hour, Lucius finally stopped. Kendra, stripped bare and drained of energy, was left on the couch like a rag doll, her body covered in alarming bruises.

In the past, Lucius would never have treated her this way; he used to cherish and pamper her. But now, he had lost all rationality, becoming a savage wolf, tearing her apart. His feelings towards Kendra had turned to pure hatred.

Proud as he was, the woman he had loved for years turned out to be a gold digger. All she wanted was the title of the CEO's wife.

After getting dressed, Lucius coldly said, "Get out, now."

Despite everything, Kendra remembered her agreement with Magnus. So, even after such a humiliating encounter, she didn't confront Lucius.

Biting her lip, she put on her ripped dress and fled Lucius' office as fast as she could.

But deep inside, she was seething with rage, swearing, "Wait for it, Lucius. You've humiliated me today, but I'll make you pay tenfold in the future."

***

In France, ever since Sabrina was kissed by Carter, she was anxious about going home. As she stood hesitating outside school, Tom approached her, "Sabrina, why haven't you gone home yet?" "Oh, I'm on my way." She grinned at Tom and hurried off.

"Sabrina, wait." Tom called after her.

"Mr. Tom, what's up?" Sabrina turned to look at the approaching man, his long hair dancing in the wind.

"If you're free today, I'd like to invite you for dinner. My friend has opened a restaurant, and I'm sure you'll love it." Tom smiled, revealing his dimples.

When Sabrina thought about the annoying man at home, she immediately accepted his invitation, "Sounds great, Professor. Lead the way."

The two of them got into Tom's car and drove to the restaurant. The chef and Sabrina immediately hit it off.

During dinner, Sabrina and Tom accepted the chef's invitation to have some wine. Soon, Sabrina began to feel a bit dizzy, so she excused herself to head home. Tom stood up, "Sabrina, let me drive you. You're a bit tipsy. Are you excited about meeting a fellow countryman?"

Sabrina giggled, blushing like an apple. Tom was taken aback by her adorable reaction.

"I am excited, Mr. Tom, thank you for dinner. I'll take a taxi home, bye." Sabrina turned to leave.

But Tom quickly caught up with her and grabbed her arm, "Sabrina, it's late. Let me drive you."

Sabrina looked back at Tom, "Alright, thank you, Professor."

When Tom's car slowly pulled up at the luxurious villa, Sabrina had already fallen asleep.

Tom gently shook her, "Sabrina, wake up. We're home."

Sabrina opened her eyes and realized that she had accidentally fallen asleep. She felt embarrassed and said, "Sorry, Professor, thank you for driving me home." "Are you okay? I can walk you in." Tom said with concern.

"I'm alright, bye." Sabrina got out of the car and walked towards the villa.

Only after seeing Sabrina enter the house did Tom drive away.

There on the second-floor balcony, a towering figure stood, his gaze aloof as he watched the departing car.

Great, this girl was sent home by a different man every time in the middle of the night, did she think her fiancé was dead?

He turned and strode back into his room, opening the door and heading downstairs.

The girl who'd just come in was in the kitchen, searching for a drink of water.

He stood in the middle of the living room, arms crossed, his dark eyes flashing with an icy light.

Sabrina, having quenched her thirst, turned and nearly jumped out of her skin at the sight of the man standing in the middle of the living room.

"Ah!" she exclaimed.

"Why are you lurking there in silence?" she accused, her heart pounding from the scare.

"Lurking? Ms. Shaw, if your don't feel guilty, then you won't have anything to be afraid of." His gaze bore into her, icy as winter's storm, centered on the girl whose face was flushed crimson. She'd been drinking.

She'd actually gone drinking with some guy, damn it!

"What do I have to feel guilty about? On the contrary, Mr. Cliff, what are you doing scaring people in the middle of the night? Are you sick or something?" Sabrina was still reeling from the fright and her mood was far from pleasant. The alcohol was making her head feel fuzzy.

"Sick?" Carter's dark eyes were blazing with anger as he walked towards Sabrina.