He Stole My Babies' Hearts , So I Burned His World Down — Novel

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In a world where love can be as fierce as it is fragile, two hearts collide in a whirlwind of betrayal and desire. She once believed in happily ever after, but after he steals away her trust—and the innocence of her children—she finds herself standing on the precipice of revenge. With a heart ablaze, she is determined to bring his empire crumbling down, brick by brick. But as the flames of her fury rise, will she lose herself in the process?

Caught in a web of secrets and lies, their lives entwine in ways neither could have predicted. He’s a man driven by ambition, willing to sacrifice anything for success, but what happens when the cost becomes too high? As their worlds collide, passions ignite, and the stakes grow ever higher. Can love truly survive the ashes of betrayal, or will it be consumed by the very fire that fuels their conflict?

In a tale where loyalty is tested and revenge is just a heartbeat away, the question remains: can she reclaim her heart, or will it all go up in flames?

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It wasn't until my third pregnancy that I learned the truth about my husband, Bertram Delgado, and the kind of man he really was.

My mother-in-law handed me a bank card and told me to have the baby, then disappear. If I refused, she'd dig up my mother's grave.

I laughed in her face, snapped the card in half right in front of her, and told her she didn't know the first thing about love.

That night, I was kidnapped. I called Bertram ninety-nine times. He didn't pick up once.

A baseball bat slammed into my lower abdomen. Blood soaked through the hem of my dress.

By the time everything was beyond saving, Bertram finally showed up.

His eyes were red as he personally dealt with every last one of the men who'd hurt me. Then he pulled me into his arms, stroking my hair again and again. "Prue, we'll have another baby. I swear I'll find whoever did this and make them pay."

I thought that was the worst thing I'd ever endure. I had no idea it was only the beginning of hell.

Not long after, my mother-in-law personally led a crew to desecrate my mother's grave. My father collapsed from a heart attack on the spot.