LOGIN“Please sweetheart, I’m sorry for how I treated you, you know this has always been my dream job. I can’t lose it please, I’ll do anything you want please sweetheart”, came Cooper’s disgusting voice. The audacity of this man, he even had the guts to call me sweetheart, the name he had stopped calling me during our marriage. “Don’t you ever call me again in your pathetic little life and from now on, refrain from calling me inappropriate names, I am your boss’s wife. The next time you disturb my peace or call me inappropriately, you’ll be hauled off to jail”, I replied coldly and hung up. After Mila catches her husband, Cooper having sex with his “shortcut to a better life” in their matrimonial bed, he divorces her then throws her out in the middle of the night. Mila is shocked to discover Cooper also cleared their joint account leaving her penniless. Mila thought her life was over but she is swept off her feet by Ryan Anderson, the richest billionaire in New York, one who happens to be Cooper’s boss and maybe something more. Now Mila can make those that hurt her pay. Mila is finally happy but like they say good things don’t last forever. Will she be able to save herself and her family when danger starts lurking? Will she finally get her happy ever after?
View MoreAs I slurped on my noodles at the town's renowned noodle shop, I found myself immersed in the savory flavors, oblivious to the world around me. However, that moment of bliss was abruptly interrupted by a peculiar sound, a faint "ping." I glanced around, but everything appeared normal. Shrugging it off, I resumed my culinary indulgence.
Exiting the shop, I returned home to the comforting aroma of my mother's cooking. Sophia, with her graceful demeanor, was busy preparing fried chicken as I entered the kitchen. Regretting my earlier noodle escapade, I couldn't help but think that I'd prefer her cooking over any other. "There you are; here, have some chicken," she offered warmly.
I declined, much to her surprise. Her disappointment was palpable, prompting me to quickly apologize and offer a hug. "Sorry, Mom," I said earnestly.
"It's okay, not your fault. I should have told you earlier," she replied, her mood lifting as I kissed her cheek before darting upstairs.
"That little... when will he grow up?" she chuckled, resuming her cooking.
Once alone, I changed into my pajamas and settled in front of my computer, ready to join my friends in a gaming session. However, before I could even launch a game, the mysterious "ping" echoed once more, followed by an unfamiliar mechanical voice. I froze in terror, my heart racing.
"Host has 100% compatibility with the System. Requesting the Host's approval to bind the System with the Host's body," the voice declared.
I stumbled backward, landing unceremoniously on the floor. Panic coursed through me as I struggled to comprehend the situation. Who—or what—was speaking to me? Was I losing my mind?
I shivered at the voice's reappearance. "What the... why am I hearing things? Did the A.I. rebel and start attacking cities? Is the apocalypse starting? What is happening to me?"
"Host, do not be afraid."
Terrified, I remained frozen. "What are you?"
"Congratulations, Host. The Supernatural Divine Godly Power System, or The Primordial System, has selected you to be your guide to becoming the strongest in the Universe and participating in the Multiverse."
My jaw dropped. "The Supernatural Divine Godly Power System? The strongest in the universe? The Multiverse what?"
The information overloaded my senses. I sat down, attempting to process the revelation. "The system, the strongest in the universe – is this some kind of joke?"
"No, it is not."
"What... you can hear my thoughts?"
"Yes, the Host's mind is connected to the system, so the system can hear every thought the Host produces."
"Damn, what a drag."
"Host's approval is required for the system to bind with the Host's body."
"Binding the system? What's the use of that?"
"Binding the system will give the Host complete control over his body and enable the training and cultivation of different powers and techniques."
"Cultivation techniques? Are there Grandmasters and deities in this world?"
"Yes, that is correct."
My mind raced with disbelief; the world held secrets I had never fathomed. The revelation of a supernatural system and the promise of becoming the strongest in the universe opened up a realm of possibilities I couldn't have imagined.
~ MILA ~ The club was bursting with excitement, loud music blasted from the speakers and two exotic dancers danced seductively with the pole on stage. The red and purple lights flashed reminding me of my pathetic display the other day when I was trying to please Cooper. How foolish I must have looked. Strippers dressed in expensive lingerie and perfume walked around serving drinks or looking for potential customers. Others who had found customers were giving lap dances or escorting men to private rooms. Paradise Club was exquisite, its design and the ambiance screamed “rich”, definitely what I wasn’t but what better way to celebrate my doom than spending my night here? I would use some of the physical cash that I had stashed away a long while back to drink my sorrows away. This was my first time being here and the last time I went to a club was in college, the good old days. I walked further inside and sat down on one of the stools in front of the bar. “What
~ MILA~ Immediately the door opened, I rushed and grabbed Cooper by his shirt. He was now putting on a shirt while the girl wore a silk gown leaving nothing to the imagination. Her skin was flushed and she was smirking at me. He loved her dress but I looked like a hippo in mine. The song playing in the background made it worse. “You bastard, why?? You are cheating on me?? You fuck another woman in our matrimonial bed”, I screamed as I tightened my grip on his shirt, the neckline was tight around his neck and my body was wracked with sobs. He grabbed my hands forcefully removing them from his shirt and pushed me to the floor. He grabbed his tie and one of his shirts. He moved towards me swiftly, holding me in place as he tied my hands tightly with the tie. I struggled but I was no match for his strength. “You’re a fucking rabid dog and you’re going to sit and listen”, he said coldly as he gagged me with his shirt. I struggled but it was pointless. “Look at me
~MILA~ It’s been three days since that night. I had buried myself in my new job, leaving for work by 6pm and coming back in the morning by 8am. Cooper didn’t care as always even when I had told him about my new job. He didn’t care that I would be out at night, he wasn’t interested in knowing the details of the job, he just replied with an, “okay”. No concern, no congratulations, nothing… Cooper hadn’t even apologized for that night neither did he even try to make it up to me. After that night, I had asked him in the morning before he left for work if he still loved me and why he was treating me this way. Cooper’s answer was “Of course I love you, my job is just really tasking Mila, it’s draining”. His words did nothing to the way I was feeling especially because of the mask of indifference he spoke with, he spoke coldly and flatly like always. I walked out of Perfect Luxury Suites with some of my co-workers, Olivia chattered insistently beside me complaining
~ MILA ~ “I want to start working, I’m going job hunting today”, I say softly but firmly to Cooper as I clear his dishes. He just had his favorite breakfast, pancakes, sausages, and fried eggs. “Okay”, he replied shocking me. “Okay?” “That’s it?”, I asked, the surprise evident in my voice. “Yeah”, came Cooper’s nonchalant response. No questions, no argument, nothing, that was weird and it bothered me seriously. I was supposed to be happy but I felt sad. I felt like Cooper didn’t care anymore, I felt unloved. He had changed. He had been adamant about me becoming a housewife, I had quit my job that had a bigger salary than his. He had pleaded, made promises to me, and every time I had insisted on getting a new job, it was always a no and now he just said, “Okay”. Maybe I was overthinking things, I watched him silently as he grabbed his suitcase ready to leave. “Thanks, baby”, I said softly as I held his hands. I wanted to at least get a kiss, he hadn’t k
~ MILA ~ I looked into the mirror smiling at my reflection. The red lacy lingerie dress molded my body like a second skin, showing off my curves. It was a short dress with a g-string that stopped under my ass, it created a very nice view of my cleavage. I was satisfied with the result, I coul






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