09/07/2025
❤🔥 BROKEN VOWS🖤❤️
💀REBORN FOR REVENGE 💋
By: Mimi Star Books
THEME: Revenge.
GENRE: BILLIONAIRE DARK ROMANCE
TAGS : BETRAYAL, ROMANCE, BULLYING, SÉX, REVENGE , SUSPENSE, MYSTERY, REBORN, RIVALRY, JEALOUS, THRILLER, FAMILY, MAFIA, OBSESSION.
Copyright ©️ 2025 by Mimi Star Books.
No part of this publication can be reproduced, copied, or shared in any way, or by any means, without getting written permission from the author.
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SYNOPSIS
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"Help me cut off the wedding, and I’ll give you anything!" Olivia cried out desperately, as if her very life depended on it.
The tall figure in front of her smirked, his eyes darkening with an unreadable intensity as he took slow, menacing steps toward her. "Anything? Even if it means giving me your body, mind, and soul?" he said, his voice low and threatening, closing the distance between them. The atmosphere felt suffocating, prompting Olivia to take a step back.
She swallowed hard, caught off guard by his question. "Yes, I’ll give you all of that!" she replied hastily.
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Olivia stumbled upon a chilling prophecy of betrayal after handing her husband a pregnancy report. Her world shattered when she discovered the painful truth: her husband never truly loved her and had been using her as a pawn in his scheme to seize control of her father's company. After that, he divorced her and married her stepsister.
That same night, she was poisoned and stabbed by the very people she considered family. But her story didn’t end there.
Life granted her a second chance. She was reborn, no longer the kind and naive Olivia she once was. Now, she was stronger, fiercer, unbreakable, and unstoppable. She had one purpose: REVENGE.
Now, she found herself colliding with the most dangerous man in Italy, ready to avenge the scumbags who had wronged her in her past life.
CHAPTER 1&2: CRUEL BETRAYAL
The room fell silent as Olivia stumbled backward fearfully not wanting to believe what she was holding, hand froze,he eyes scanning over the clean white envelope.
"What's this, Morris ?" Her voice was barely a whisper, different from the joyful melody it had sung in my mind just minutes before. She tried to sound casual, to dismiss the absurd thought that had begun to take root in her mind. Maybe it was some company boring document, he needed her signature on. Her fingers trembled as I reached for it, the corners crisp and sharp against her skin.
He didn't answer. He simply watched me, his dark eyes like chips of charcoal, devoid of the warmth she had seen there just an hour ago. That unwavering gaze, so often a source of comfort, now felt like a spotlight exposing my deepest vulnerability.
Olivia pulled out the documents. The first word that screamed at her from the page was "PETITION". Her gaze blurred, then cleared, focusing on the header: "PETITION FOR DISSOLUTION OF MARRIAGE."
Divorce!!!
The word ripped through the air she breathed, stealing the oxygen from her lungs. It spun, dizzying, horrifying, impossible. Three years. Three years of shared laughter, quiet mornings, whispered secrets, and passionate nights. Three years of building a life, a home, a future. And now, this.
"Morris?" Her voice cracked, barely audible. Shr looked up at him, her eyes pleading for an explanation, for him to tell her this was a cruel joke, a misunderstanding. "What... what is this? Is this some kind of stupid prank?"
He leaned back against the counter, crossing his arms over his chest. His posture was so casual, so completely at odds with the devastation he had just unleashed. "Oh baby, it's exactly what it says, Via." His voice was low, even, stripped of any emotion. It was the voice he used in boardrooms, the one that commanded attention and respect, but never, never the one he used with her.
A cold dread began to spread through her veins, chilling her from the inside out. Her mind raced, searching for a reason, a logical explanation for this madness. "But... why? Morris , what happened? Did I... did I do something wrong?" Her voice hitched, a desperate plea for understanding.
"O! darling you did nothing wrong" Someone said sarcastically behind Olivia ,It was familiar, too familiar. Cutting her off… It was Natasha's voice. her stepsister.
A smug smirk was tucked at the edged of Natasha lips as she walked closer to her sister. Her eyes which was once filled with love, Care and affection was now filled with Anger, Hatred and mockery.
Natasha walked passed her sister and heard straight to Morris, she planted a soft yet passionate kiss on his lips and he responded quickly, Grabbing her waist possessively.
Olivia breath hitched in shock. She was speechless, unable to find her words. "What?" She finally voice out unable to belive her own very eyes.
"Surprise huh?" Natasha replied. "There is so much you need to know about. Sister" She purred, cutting off Olivia gaze, her voice dripping with over-emotional sweetness that made Olivia skin crawl. She came closer, to the table and picked up a pregnancy report Olivia had just given her husband. Natasha eyes scanned the documents and she Bursted into laughter making Olivia confused."You are funny Sister. After sleeping with numerous men. now you claiming the father to be Morris. So Scheming. Poor little bastard who doesn't know his real father. the bustard should hate his sluty mother right from birth".
Olivia boiled in rage, she never expected her innocent sister of all people to say this things to her face."You will speak no ill about me and my Child" Olivia roared.
Natasha scoffed "Or else what?" She tore the papers into tiny pieces.
Olivia gasped and ran over to torn papers as tears rolled down from her eyes. she picked them up as her heart broke into many pieces."How dare you do this" Olivia hissed angrily slapping Natasha very hard.
Natasha held her burning cheeks and smile mockingly.Morris immediately rushed towards Natasha in burning rage. "How dare you!".
He faced Olivia and hit her very hard on the face making her to stumble. "Morris please tell me all this Ain't real. please... you can't leave me alone with our child".
He sighed, a slight, impatient tantrum that made her flinch. " Sign those papers now. I'm doing what is right for me. For my future." He roared angrily.
My future? Our future, Olivia had thought. Her hand instinctively went to my stomach, a protective gesture. The little stick, the one that held the most incredible secret, felt heavy in her palm.
"Our future?" She echoed, the words barely escaping my throat. "What about our future, Morris ? What about everything we built? What about…" she trailed off, searching his eyes for a flicker of recognition, a sign that the man I loved was still in there, somewhere. There was nothing. Just that unnerving, opaque gaze.
"There is no 'our future,' Olivia " he stated, his tone flat. "There hasn't been, not in the way you seem to imagine. the only future I have is with Natasha, Our marriage served its purpose. Now, it's concluded."
Olivia head reeled. "Served its purpose?" her voice rose, a raw, strangled sound. "What purpose, Morris ? What are you talking about? Are you saying... our marriage was a lie?"
He didn't deny it. her breath caught in her throat. This wasn't the man she married. This was a stranger, cold and terrifyingly composed.
"Look, Olivia," he began, his voice now tinged with a condescending patience that made her blood run cold. "Let's not make this difficult. The papers are straightforward. My lawyers will be in touch with yours. You'll be well compensated, of course."
"Compensated?" she pushed the papers away from me as if they were venomous. "You think money can compensate for this? For three years? For everything?" Her voice was shaking now, tears blurring her vision. she blinked them back furiously. she wouldn't cry, not in front of him. she wouldn't give him that satisfaction.
"You're being dramatic," he observed, his lips twisting into a thin, humourless line.
"Dose mother knows about this?"Olivia sniffed in her tears holding them.
The sound of sitello heels clicking on the polished floor caught Olivia sensitive ears."Yes I know. yes I do" Zoraya voice sounded from the stairs.her movement graceful and fluid, with victory shimmying in her sapphire gown, followed by Raymond.Zoraya notorious personal guard . His eyes, usually impassive, held a glint of something predatory.
"Corrections . I am not your mother. your mother is in hellhole where she belongs". Olivia froze, her blood turning to ice. Her stepmother,
Olivia heart drop to my stomach. This wasn't an escape; it was a trap.
"Zoraya ?" Olivia voice was a shaky whisper. I glanced desperately towards the fire exit, but Raymond took a silent, intimidating step, effectively blocking her path.
Zoraya lips, usually set in a perfectly polite smile, curled into a chilling smirk. "Did you really think… we'd just let you walk away, My dear? After all the trouble we went to?"
"What are you talking about?" Olivia asked, though her voice lacked conviction. The pieces were locking into place, forming a horrifying painting. Zoraya. Natasha. Morris. It was all a family conspiracy.
"Oh, Olivia" she sighed, a sound of mock sympathy. "Still so naive. Always were. Morris told us you were easily led, but I confess, your blind devotion exceeded even our expectations." Her gaze swept over Olivia. "Such a pity you had to find out the truth this way. Though, it was inevitable."
Raymond took a step towards her, his presence a palpable threat. Olivia every instinct screamed to run, but where? They hadher cornered.
"Your father," Zoraya continued, her voice dropping to a deceptively gentle tone. "He’s... Unwell. Unable to manage his affairs, you understand. A shame, really. His old-fashioned ideas were quite a hindrance to progress. But with Morris at the helm, and Natasha by his side, Edward Industries will truly flourish."
The casual cruelty of her words sliced deeper than any blade. Olivia father. They had done something to him. He wasn't just him being "Unwell." They had taken everything.
"You monsters," Olivia hissed, a raw, unfamiliar rage beginning to stir within her, hot against the cold fear. "You used me! You destroyed everything!"
“My father had loved you and my step sister also brought you to our family, Why… why are you doing this?” Olivia roar.
Zoraya let out a tinkling laugh, devoid of warmth. "Dramatic, as always. You merely served your purpose. A perfect poppet, unassuming bridge to consolidate power. And now, the bridge is no longer needed." She held out a delicate. "A final toast, perhaps? To your future... or lack thereof."
Olivia felt a hot liquid running from her thighs down to her legs. she stood still before looking down. She panicked immediately she saw blood running down like she had just have a miscarriage.A jolt of pure terror shot through her veins, cold and sharp.
She began to shake. what is happening. what did they do? she questioned herself as tears rushed down from eyes. She felt immense pain inside of her.she clutched her stomach tightly. dizziness crashed over her, pulling her into a murky fog. Her vision blurred. she tried to cough, to fight, but her body was no longer her own. A metallic taste flooded her mouth. Poison. "What did you all did to me" she managed to speak. She crumpled to the floor, her strength rapidly draining.
Natasha walked over to the table and picked up a glass cup which Olivia had previously drank. A triumphant grin slowly spread across her lips. "Oh! This" she dangled the content inside the cup."I missed Arsenic with your drink which will make you die a slow painful death" She spat. pouring the remaining drink on Olivia face. A delivlish laughter tore out of their lips. a laugh of victory. "You always had everything, Olivia ," she hissed, her voice venomous, "and you never deserved any of it! Now, it's mine! Everything your perfect husband Morris , and now the new heiress to the Edward legacy.Good bye, little miss perfect Olivia” Natasha hissed and threw the glass cup to the floor, it all shattered, shepicked up a piece of it, Squat to the floor and Stabbed it on Olivia stomach.
Olivia cried out in pain but Natasha didn’t stop until Morris told her to."You are lucky.if not i would have torn you in pieces" she cleaned her blood stain hands before spitting on Olivia face.
The pain was excruciating, absolute, consuming. She couldn't get the chance to experience motherhood. They have taken everything her love, her future, her life and now they have taken her last breath.
Her eyes, locked onto Natasha and Zoraya in the last second. “ I will find you!” shd roared, in her head with a dying promise, “And I will make you all pay!” the chilling laughter of her stepsister and stepmother echoing in my ears. The pain she felt in her bloody body wasn't compared to the betrayal that ripped through her soul. In that moment, profound emptiness. The child she had carried, her little joy for hope is gone. “They will pay.”
her vision blurring with tears as she gasped in pain. She shut her eyes, tears streaming down her face as she was slipping into darkness, her strength fading fast. Her breathing grew labored, and she knew The Next thing. HER DEATH.
TO BE CONTINUED.....
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