The 33rd Divorce from the Don
Agatha Christie · Completed · 6.5k Words
Introduction
Every single time for the same reason—his precious Claudia came back from her overseas treatment facility.
"She took a bullet to the head for me. Any stress could kill her." That was his only explanation.
The first divorce, I trashed the entire living room. He slapped me across the face: "Cut the DRAMA. We'll get back together once she's stable."
The third time, I followed them to the club and caught them kissing. I confronted him—got locked in the basement for seven days.
Sign the papers, take off the ring, pack my bags. Like a nightmare on repeat.
Until the thirty-third time.
A rival family grabbed both me and Claudia. With a gun to his head, he could only save one of us. I looked at him, voice breaking: "Massimo, just this once, pick me."
He walked toward her.
Four hours later, his men found me in some abandoned warehouse. Three broken ribs, blood everywhere. Our baby—gone.
Massimo camped out by Claudia's hospital bed, wouldn't leave her side. Didn't visit me once. Not even when I got discharged.
That's when I was done.
Chapter 1
I married Massimo Salvatore, the mafia don, thirty-two times. And divorced him thirty-two times.
Every single time for the same reason—his precious Claudia came back from her overseas treatment facility.
"She took a bullet to the head for me. Any stress could kill her." That was his only explanation.
The first divorce, I trashed the entire living room. He slapped me across the face: "Cut the DRAMA. We'll get back together once she's stable."
The third time, I followed them to the club and caught them kissing. I confronted him—got locked in the basement for seven days.
Sign the papers, take off the ring, pack my bags. Like a nightmare on repeat.
Until the thirty-third time.
A rival family grabbed both me and Claudia. With a gun to his head, he could only save one of us. I looked at him, voice breaking: "Massimo, just this once, pick me."
He walked toward her.
Four hours later, his men found me in some abandoned warehouse. Three broken ribs, blood everywhere. Our baby—gone.
Massimo camped out by Claudia's hospital bed, wouldn't leave her side. Didn't visit me once. Not even when I got discharged.
That's when I was done.
Adela's POV
"I want a divorce."
First day out of the hospital, I pushed the signed papers across the table.
Massimo froze mid-sip, espresso cup hovering. He looked up, those dark gray eyes flashing surprise.
"What?"
"Divorce." I said it again, calm. "Claudia gets out day after tomorrow, right?"
He stared at my signature, throat working. Then he grabbed the pen and signed—smooth, practiced, like he'd done it a hundred times before.
Claudia was his first love. Seven years ago she took a hit for him during a raid and got her skull cracked open. Doctors said any kind of stress could kill her. So every time she flew back from Switzerland, we had to split up.
Thirty-three times now.
"Well look at you, being all cooperative." Massimo snapped the folder shut, satisfied. "About damn time you got with the program."
I kept my eyes down. Didn't say anything. Just slipped off my wedding ring and set it on the table.
His smile died. "Keep it."
"Don't want to set Claudia off."
His face went dark.
Divorce number fifteen—Claudia saw the ring on my finger and collapsed. Massimo lost his shit, swore I did it on purpose. Dragged me outside in the rain, made me kneel on the gravel and apologize to her. I stayed there all night. Ended up with a fever so bad I damn near cooked my brain.
"Whatever." He swept the ring into a drawer.
I went to the closet to pack. Running my hands over the clothes, I felt nothing—just this weird numbness. Five years of moving in and out of this place thirty-two times. Always thinking this was it, this was the last time. Always hoping like an idiot.
Now I was just tired.
"Adela." Impatience crept into his voice. "You listening?"
"Yeah."
"Three weeks. Soon as Claudia's back in Switzerland, we're getting remarried." He stood in the doorway, hands shoved in his pockets. "Where you going?"
"Elise's."
"Your friend?" Suspicion sharpened his tone. "How long?"
"Three weeks." I zipped the suitcase and turned around. "That's what you said, right? Wait till Claudia leaves?"
He narrowed his eyes, scanning my face. "Don't try anything stupid. Don't go psycho on me like last time."
I looked at him—this man who cornered me in a hotel five years ago, voice rough in my ear: "Be my wife. I'll give you the world." Back then his eyes burned with something that made me think I mattered.
Now? Just suspicion and annoyance.
"Don't worry," I said quietly. "I won't bother you two."
He watched me for a few seconds. His expression eased a bit. "Good. When Claudia leaves, I'll make it up to you. That necklace I promised—"
"Don't want it."
His eyes sharpened. "Excuse me?"
"I said I don't want it." I met his stare, that hollow space in my chest empty and cold. "Don't need you to make anything up to me."
"Adela." His voice dropped, jaw tight. "What the fuck is this? You having another breakdown?"
"No."
"Then what's with the attitude?" He moved closer, voice hard. "Still pissed about me picking Claudia?"
I stared at him. Tasted something bitter in my throat.
Since I lost the baby, he never once asked if I was okay. If it hurt. He just kept explaining WHY he had to choose her, like good reasons meant losing our child shouldn't wreck me.
"And that kid—" He paused, voice going ice cold. "You think I didn't know? Getting pregnant to trap me? Adela, I'm not an idiot. Saw right through your little game."
Something twisted in my chest.
"You're right," I said softly. Grabbed my suitcase. "My mistake."
I walked out. Ignored him shouting after me.
The car pulled away from the estate. In the rearview mirror, I caught one last glimpse—sunlight hit the mansion just right, made it look like some fairy tale castle. But I knew better. That place was a prison. Kept me locked up for five years.
The hollow feeling in my chest spread, like someone carved out a piece of me.
But it didn't hurt anymore.
Maybe I'd been hurting so long I'd gone numb.
I dialed a number I never saved.
Three rings. Someone picked up.
Just breathing on the other end. No words.
I switched to Italian, voice barely there: "Father..."
Silence.
Just that quiet breathing.
"It's me." I watched the city blur past the window, eyes burning. "I want to come home."
Last Chapters
You Might Like 😍
Let Them Kneel
Cast out by her pack. Forgotten by the Lycans.
She lived among humans—quiet, invisible, tucked away in a town no one looked at twice.
But when her first heat comes without warning, everything changes.
Her body ignites. Her instincts scream. And something primal stirs beneath her skin—
summoning a big, bad Alpha who knows exactly how to quench her fire.
When he claims her, it’s ecstasy and ruin.
For the first time, she believes she’s been accepted.
Seen.
Chosen.
Until he leaves her the next morning—
like a secret never to be spoken.
But Kaelani is not what they thought.
Not wolfless. Not weak.
There is something ancient inside her. Something powerful. And it’s waking.
And when it does—
they’ll all remember the girl they tried to erase.
Especially him.
She’ll be the dream he keeps chasing… the one thing that ever made him feel alive.
Because secrets never stay buried.
And neither do dreams.
The Alpha King's Human Mate
“I have waited nine years for you. That’s nearly a decade since I’ve felt this emptiness inside me. Part of me began to wonder if you didn’t exist or you’d already died. And then I found you, right inside my own home.”
He used one of his hands to stroke my cheek and tingles erupted everywhere.
“I’ve spent enough time without you and I will not let anything else keep us apart. Not other wolves, not my drunken father who’s barely holding himself together the past twenty years, not your family – and not even you.”
Clark Bellevue has spent her entire life as the only human in the wolf pack - literally. Eighteen years ago, Clark was the accidental result of a brief affair between one of the most powerful Alphas in the world and a human woman. Despite living with her father and her werewolf half-siblings, Clark has never felt like she really belonged in the werewolf world. But right as Clark plans to leave the werewolf world behind for good, her life gets flipped upside down by her mate: the next Alpha King, Griffin Bardot. Griffin has been waiting years for the chance to meet his mate, and he's not about to let her go anytime soon. It doesn't matter how far Clark tries to run from her destiny or her mate - Griffin intends to keep her, no matter what he has to do or who stands in his way.
The Ice Between Us.
Then comes Jax Miller.
Jax is a hotheaded rookie with a lightning-fast puck and a reputation for burning bridges. He doesn't follow playbooks, he doesn't respect authority, and he’s determined to melt Julian’s icy composure. When a viral video of their on-ice collision threatens to bankrupt the program, Coach Clain delivers an ultimatum that feels like a death sentence: they must live together in a cramped, two-bed dorm for the duration of the season.
Forced to navigate the high-stakes world of sports fame, "forbidden" locker-room tension, and the mysterious blackmailer who caught their first mistake on camera, Julian and Jax must decide what’s more dangerous: losing their careers, or losing themselves to the person they were supposed to hate.
Confined To The Alluring CEO
As she tries to pick up the broken pieces of her heart and move on she is forced to make a life-changing decision in order to save her grandpa's life from the clutches of her wicked stepmother.
Tyrell Achilles is the man whom Penelope has to marry. He is rumoured to be a crippled, hot-tempered, cruel man with a damaged face and the son of the Achilles family which was once the wealthiest family in the country until they went bankrupt.
After the wedding, Penelope realised everything was not what it looked like, but one thing was sure, she was going to use this opportunity to make every single person who betrayed her pay.
She was going to ruin them till the very end but to achieve her goal, she must be able to thread through the traps and conspiracy unscathed.
When she is on the verge of giving up, a hand is stretched out to her, and it is none other than that of her alluring husband Tyrell Achilles and he says these words to her gazing into her eyes. "I never thought this would happen but I'm in love with you, Pennie."
Will she give love a chance or keep fighting the feelings she has for her enigmatic yet alluring husband?
Falling for my boyfriend's Navy brother
"What is wrong with me?
Why does being near him make my skin feel too tight, like I’m wearing a sweater two sizes too small?
It’s just newness, I tell myself firmly.
He’s my boyfirend’s brother.
This is Tyler’s family.
I’m not going to let one cold stare undo that.
**
As a ballet dancer, My life looks perfect—scholarship, starring role, sweet boyfriend Tyler. Until Tyler shows his true colors and his older brother, Asher, comes home.
Asher is a Navy veteran with battle scars and zero patience. He calls me "princess" like it's an insult. I can't stand him.
When My ankle injury forces her to recover at the family lake house, I‘m stuck with both brothers. What starts as mutual hatred slowly turns into something forbidden.
I'm falling for my boyfriend's brother.
**
I hate girls like her.
Entitled.
Delicate.
And still—
Still.
The image of her standing in the doorway, clutching her cardigan tighter around her narrow shoulders, trying to smile through the awkwardness, won’t leave me.
Neither does the memory of Tyler. Leaving her here without a second thought.
I shouldn’t care.
I don’t care.
It’s not my problem if Tyler’s an idiot.
It’s not my business if some spoiled little princess has to walk home in the dark.
I’m not here to rescue anyone.
Especially not her.
Especially not someone like her.
She’s not my problem.
And I’ll make damn sure she never becomes one.
But when my eyes fell on her lips, I wanted her to be mine.
Offside With You
At the hospital, Asher falls into a coma. His scans reveal bruises, internal bleeding and signs of prolonged physical abuse. Broken and furious, Aveline vows to expose the cruelty hidden behind the prestige of Crestwood Academy.
Cutting off her hair and disguising herself as her brother, Aveline infiltrates Crestwood Academy and fights her way onto the hockey team determined to unmask those responsible. Revenge should have been simple until she meets Kieran Hampton, the team’s arrogant and sharp-eyed star player. From their first clash, tension ignites. Aveline is certain he’s guilty and has no problem making his life miserable, but their undeniable chemistry only draws them closer with every confrontation.
While Aveline focuses on the wrong target, the real threat stands closer.
Cassian Thorne seems strange at first, his interest in her uncomfortably personal yet he gradually becomes her friend. Meanwhile, Kieran despite believing Aveline is male finds himself drawn to “him” in ways he can’t understand. When he uncovers her true identity, he chooses to protect her at all costs even as she refuses to trust him.
Revenge turns to grief when Asher dies, leaving Aveline drowning in guilt for falling for her brother’s supposed tormentor. Questions remain unanswered, and the truth is far darker than she imagined because Asher Carter was never just a victim. The bullying wasn’t just random.
As secrets unravel and loyalties shatter, Aveline must face one devastating question: what happens when the brother you were ready to destroy the world for isn’t who you thought he was?
From Substitute To Queen
Heartbroken, Sable discovered Darrell having sex with his ex in their bed, while secretly transferring hundreds of thousands to support that woman.
Even worse was overhearing Darrell laugh to his friends: "She's useful—obedient, doesn't cause trouble, handles housework, and I can fuck her whenever I need relief. She's basically a live-in maid with benefits." He made crude thrusting gestures, sending his friends into laughter.
In despair, Sable left, reclaimed her true identity, and married her childhood neighbor—Lycan King Caelan, nine years her senior and her fated mate. Now Darrell desperately tries to win her back. How will her revenge unfold?
From substitute to queen—her revenge has just begun!
The Alpha & The Vampire Queen
Whips crack against her skin, blood pooling on the cold stone floor, while her mother's pleas fade into silence, abandoning her to the monster's wrath. Xander's protective cries turn to accusations under Penny's dark spells, fracturing their sibling bond into shards of mistrust and isolation.
King of the Underworld
However, one fateful day, the King of the Underworld appeared before me and rescued me from the clutches of the most powerful Mafia boss's son. With his deep blue eyes fixed on mine, he spoke softly: "Sephie... short for Persephone... Queen of the Underworld. At last, I have found you." Confused by his words, I stammered out a question, “P..pardon? What does that mean?”
But he simply smiled at me and brushed my hair away from my face with gentle fingers: "You are safe now.”
Sephie, named for the Queen of the Underworld, Persephone, she's quickly finding out how she's destined to fulfill her namesake's role. Adrik is the King of the Underworld, the boss of all bosses in the city he runs.
She was a seemingly normal girl, with a normal job until it all changed one night when he walked through the front door and her life changed abruptly. Now, she finds herself on the wrong side of powerful men, but under the protection of the most powerful among them.
Tempted By The Enemy
She escapes to Preston Island to attend the wedding without informing him only to collide with Lucas’s hot, fiery and arrogant brother, the twenty-three-year-old, Nicholas Donnelly. Sparks immediately fly between them but Alyssa refuses to acknowledge them fearing her brother's wrath.
The wedding is over and Alyssa tries hard to forget the mysterious Nicholas Donnelly but can he forget her? Can he ignore the attraction he feels for her, feelings that have resurfaced after ten years?
What will Allyssa do when she is stalked by the man who has been invading her dreams since the day she met him? What will she do when she is whisked away to a deserted island by the unpredictable Nicholas Donnelly? Can she tame her heart or surrender to sinful temptations? Read to find out!
Part of the Temptation Series. Can be read as a standalone.
Pregnant by My Husband's Rival Alpha
Those words should have destroyed me, but the truth was worse: I'd been used as a broodmare by the man who swore to love me, set up in a hotel room with a stranger because My husband Alexander Cross couldn't father children himself, and now I carried the secret babies of Damon Lester—the most powerful and dangerous Alpha in San Loris—while my own family replaced me with the daughter they'd always wanted. But when that same stranger's doctor appeared at my door, when twenty million dollars exchanged hands over a fake perfume bearing my secret identity, and when Damon's gray eyes locked onto mine with recognition I couldn't afford, I realized my carefully hidden life as the legendary perfumer Vera was colliding with a pregnancy that could cost me everything.
Could I protect my babies from the husband plotting my death, hide my true identity from the Alpha who's been hunting me for years, and reclaim the freedom I'd buried along with my dreams—even if it means standing alone against the wolves who see me as nothing more than a womb to be used and discarded?
Falling For The Playboy Billionaire
Henderson Bain a playboy billionaire cares about nothing else aside from his daughter, Itzel who is a spoilt brat all thanks to her father.
Lena Cohen is hunted by her past but despite that, she is an amazing mother to Trent, a sweet well well-behaved boy but life wasn't rosy for them.
Henderson Bain is having a hard time searching for a nanny for Itzel until shows up though qualified, Henderson refuses to offer her the job because of their first encounter but seeing how Lena and Itzel get along, he decides to employ her.
Lena and Henderson were two worlds apart but one thing they never saw coming was them falling for each other.
Will they finally let go of their past, and give love a chance? Or try to suppress their feelings for each other? And what if their past comes knocking at their doors once again?
