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Diva la Vida

[MATURED CONTENT!] Vol 1 [COMPLETE!] Vol 2: Prequel to Vol 1 [COMPLETE!] Vol 3: Final volume- [COMPLETE!] ----------------------------- Love, can be the fire that warms you on a cold night or the smouldering heat that destroys you. In Thalia Mirabel’s life, it looked to be the latter. She was a single mother with a sullied background. A society outcast. The very type that society looked down on. The last person anyone would want, or so she thought … In the depths of despair and about to lose her son, Thalia Mirabel Thebes accepts a contract that will change her life… but is it for the better or for the worst? Did she jump from the depths of the ocean into the arms of the devil himself? After her vow to stay away from the species known as man? Jorge Trimshaw was a Billionaire who knew his worth! A player and the ladies’ man in every way, the one man that every girl would wish to have, the one man that could get every girl he wanted. He went each day and each week with different girlfriends. He never bothered with their names, for he changed girlfriends like he changed his underwear, and for a clean freak, that was a hell lot of times. But why could he not get her name out of his mind? Would Thalia Mirabel trust and love again with this man who knew not what commitment was? As the saying goes, “Not all that glitters is gold…” How would these two complement each other or clash with each other as faith binds them? Cover art is mine. Art done by @korkor_gavi and final cover by me ^-^ This is an original story by me. Copyright 2023 Please try to support me by reading the novel ONLY on Webnovel #dlvnovel #loctovianovels #divalavidanovel NB: Character images are AI generated from starryai.com*

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Joy (4)

That was when Ky and Joy realized that Charles and his wife were also in the room. Ky and Joy had been so engrossed in their emotions that they had not realized it. Charles looked at his mother and could not believe her. He stretched out his hand, and Adam slipped the photo to him.

Charles felt his heart sink as then as all Mirabel's pleas back then came rushing to him…

"What do you mean that the boy is not yours? You are the first and the only person I have slept with!"

That last part and the desperation she had on her whole being kept echoing and re-echoing in Charles' head. His still gaze said it all before he even had the courage to open his mouth to say anything. 

He gripped the handle of his wheelchair so tight that his knuckles turned white. But no matter what Charles did or felt, that was still his reality. His father's words and everything in that room pulled his mind to that reality he had pushed aside years ago.