What do you do when your sister's ex-boyfriend whom she dumped turns out to be a Spanish prince and chooses to marry to get revenge on her?
What do you do when your sister's ex-boyfriend whom she dumped turns out to be a Spanish prince and chooses to marry to get revenge on her?
The rays of the rising sun peeked through my curtains, letting me know that it was morning. I had been awake since four, trying to complete another chapter of my book which was a daily routine for me because I get my best ideas and inspiration by that time of the day.
I added a period to the last sentence of the chapter before saving it and shutting down my laptop. Falling back on the bed, I straightened my legs which had been in a crossed position ever since I woke up, and I massage my aching fingers that had been typing furiously on my laptop.
Closing my eyes to sleep for a little while, I heard faint footsteps that grew louder as they approached my room. The footsteps stopped followed by a knock on my door.
"Rhea, come downstairs. Breakfast is ready," my mom's sweet voice said from outside before her footsteps drew farther away from my room.
Standing up from my queen-sized bed, I pulled my curtains apart and sighed, enjoying the warmth from the rays of sun entering the window on my skin. I waltz into the bathroom as I hummed my new favourite song; Slowly by Alec Benjamin. I brushed my teeth and washed my face before combing my copper-blond hair and tying it in a bun.
I went back into my room to wear my blue eye contacts which were recommended to me by our family doctor because of the eye problem I developed due to the excess time I spent staring at my phone, laptop, and TV screen. It was a blessing in disguise because I never loved my honey-brown eyes which I inherited from my mom so I took it as an opportunity to cover them.
After throwing on an oversized shirt and booty shorts, I made my way downstairs to meet my parents, who were already dressed for work and having their breakfast at the dining table.
My mom, Andrea Knight, works as the Vice Chancellor of the University of West London while my dad, Charles Knight owns one of the biggest software and technology companies in London known as Knight Tech which made my dad rank in the top 30 billionaires in London.
"Good morning." I took my seat and served myself breakfast.
"Good morning, dear." My mom smiled at me. "Did you sleep well?"
"Yeah, I did."
"Good morning," my elder sister, Leah chirped as she walked into the dining room, looking gorgeous in a blue pearled gown. Her copper blonde hair flowed down her back, reaching her waist and her hazel eyes which she got from my dad, twinkled as she smiled widely.
"Why do you look extra happy today?" I gave her a confused look.
"Because your big sister finally got the opportunity to model for one of the bigger fashion companies in London." She squealed.
I forgot to mention that my twenty-five-year-old sister is a popular model in London. When she was a young girl, she had always loved the spotlight and camera. So after her college education, my dad supported her in pursuing her dream of becoming a model which she did. But she was able to rank up to the top faster because of her amazing beauty and outstanding talents.
"Wow, that's amazing." I beamed. "When is the shoot?"
"Today. Do you want to come along?" She asked and I gave her a bored look.
"You know she can't leave the house." Mom interfered.
"I know. Just wanted to give it a shot."
I had a wild guess you might be wondering why I couldn't leave the house. It was because I have agoraphobia also known as the fear of crowds which I developed when I was ten years old and it caused me to spend every single day of my life within the four walls of my dad's house. The fear was so overwhelming that I started to have a panic attack when I was in the midst of people that are more than ten in number.
My parents had tried everything to assist me to get over it but It didn't work because I didn't let them help me. So I finished middle school and high school education by taking online classes. I was currently taking a course in creative writing at an online university which I would complete this year.
"Dad, how is the deal with the Spanish investors going?" My sister turned to my dad who had been quiet since I came in.
"It's going as planned," He replied, dropping his fork as he wiped his mouth with his napkin. "I recently found out that the person who is interested in investing in the project is the King of Spain."
"For real?" My sister's eyes widened while I looked up from my food to glance at him with surprise written all over my face.
"Yes. He will be arriving in London today, so we will be finalizing the deal soon."
"That's awesome." Leah squealed.
"Congratulations Dad." I grinned at him and he returned the gesture.
Leah stood up from her seat and grabbed her bag after drinking just a cup of coffee.
"Aren't you having breakfast?" I raised my eyebrows at her.
"I have a shoot this morning and I don't want my stomach bulging out of my dress."
"Oh." I nodded. "Anyways, more for me who doesn't have to worry about my stomach bulging out of a dress." I served myself more food.
"Oh, shut up." She shoved my shoulders gently. "Do you know what I would do have a body like yours? It's just a shame that you are hiding it under an oversized shirt every day inside the house." She shook her head.
Leah and I had almost the same body shape but she achieved hers by dieting and lots of work-outs while I was naturally blessed with mine. She would always scold me for hiding such a body inside the house and tried to convince me to go for modelling but I flatly refused.
"I like it that way." I stuck my tongue at her before shoving more food into my mouth.
Everyone finished their breakfast and went to their various workplaces, leaving me in the house as usual. I went back upstairs to take a bath before coming back down to throw myself on the couch. I turned on the TV to catch up on my favourite series which was what I would do throughout the day if I didn't end up falling asleep.
Lorena Calvino Alessandro Moravia was the devil and I've caught his eye.i was supposed to marry his son Alessandro Moravia She has no business in my world,I have too many enemies.The Moravia crime family had status,power and wealth,she was the only thing I wanted.
In a union of benefit,Ronald Hoffman weds Emily Adair to secure his family's inheritance but under the guise of their arranged marriage , Ronald and Emily harboured secrects His hidden past and she, an unyielding taste for power. As they tackle the treacherous terrain of family opposition and their own desires, they must face the darkness of their own motivation . Will their marriage of benefit become alove match?
22 years old Zara Klein was forced to marry, and produce an heir for 41-year-old Kai Adler, who has three months left to live; to save her father's company from bankruptcy. She had to keep up with Kai's inhumane treatment, got pregnant with his child and quietly anticipated his death. But their lives took a drastic turn when Kai miraculously got cured of his illness.
Olivia thought her life was going to be perfect after she was adopted at a legal age by the Brookes couple, who were well-known businessmen in New York. She later found out that the reason for her adoption was only for a marriage agreement because the Brookes couple only had a male child and needed a female child to fulfil their end of the bargain. Things got worse for Olivia when she realized her fiance, Kellan hated her to the core and had another woman in his life, and she had no choice but to go through with the marriage. Will Olivia be able to survive all the troubles she would go through in the hands of Kellan and his girlfriend who would do anything to get rid of her?
"Do you Aria Carter Stephenson take Dave Micheal Mendez to be your lawfully wedded husband, to love and cherish in times of good health and bad health, rich and poor till death do you part?" My fingers tightened on my gown as I turned to the side, searching through the crowd. I locked eyes with my brother who had a blank expression. "Aria?" The priest called my attention. Taking a deep breath, I turned back to look at Dave. "No, I don't." Aria Stephenson is a small-town girl who got an opportunity to work as a fashion designer in a big clothing company with the hope of making a name for herself in the fashion industry. Dave Mendez is a playboy who was given the chance to take over his father's company which happens to be the same company Aria got employed in. Instead of trying to impress his father, Dave got distracted by a certain hazel-eyed girl. They ended up falling in love like every other love story but what happens when a buried secret comes out and breaks them apart?
The sterile white of the operating room blurred, then sharpened, as Skye Sterling felt the cold clawing its way up her body. The heart monitor flatlined, a steady, high-pitched whine announcing her end. Her uterus had been removed, a desperate attempt to stop the bleeding, but the blood wouldn't clot. It just kept flowing, warm and sticky, pooling beneath her. Through heavy eyes, she saw a trembling nurse holding a phone on speaker. "Mr. Kensington," the nurse's voice cracked, "your wife... she's critical." A pause, then a sweet, poisonous giggle. Seraphina Miller. "Liam is in the shower," Seraphina's voice purred. "Stop calling, Skye. It's pathetic. Faking a medical emergency on our anniversary? Even for you, that's low." Then, Liam's bored voice: "If she dies, call the funeral home. I have a meeting in the morning." Click. The line went dead. A second later, so did Skye. The darkness that followed was absolute, suffocating, a black ocean crushing her lungs. She screamed into the void, a silent, agonizing wail of regret for loving a man who saw her as a nuisance, for dying without ever truly living. Until she died, she didn't understand. Why was her life so tragically wasted? Why did her husband, the man she loved, abandon her so cruelly? The injustice of it all burned hotter than the fever in her body. Then, the air rushed back in. Skye gasped, her body convulsing violently on the mattress. Her eyes flew open, wide and terrified, staring blindly into the darkness. Her trembling hand reached for her phone. May 12th. Five years ago. She was back.
The rain assaulted the glass, mirroring the storm inside me. For three years, I, Vivian Sterling, played the perfect wife to Julian Kensington, draining my life. The antique clock ticked, a reminder of time lost. Then, I found it: a blonde hair on Julian's suit, reeking of Midnight Rose, and a text, ""Candy: You left your cufflinks on my nightstand. I'm already missing you."" My world shattered, revealing his betrayal. This was just the beginning. I exposed Julian's fraud and his family's violent plots, surviving assassination. But their malice stole my past. Then Alexander Vance, my protector, uncovered a terrifying truth: my birth mother was alive, held captive by a shadowy order. My life was a lie, built to shield me from my dangerous bloodline. I found strength and love with Alexander, the man who walked into fire for me. Yet, as I prepared to rescue my mother, a new life stirred within me, a secret threatening to complicate the impending war.
"I will marry you. Wait for me!" Mabel woke up. She had that dream again. In her dream, a man said he would marry her. Just a dream. Five years ago, she was set up by her stepsister and became pregnant out of wedlock. She lost everything, including her baby. Five years later, she was forced to marry her stepsister's fiance, Jayden, who was sick and going to pass away. Having no choice, Mabel decided to marry Jayden, not expecting that Jayden was the man...
For ten years, Daniela showered her ex-husband with unwavering devotion, only to discover she was just his biggest joke. Feeling humiliated yet determined, she finally divorced him. Three months later, Daniela returned in grand style. She was now the hidden CEO of a leading brand, a sought-after designer, and a wealthy mining mogul-her success unveiled at her triumphant comeback. Her ex-husband's entire family rushed over, desperate to beg for forgiveness and plead for another chance. Yet Daniela, now cherished by the famed Mr. Phillips, regarded them with icy disdain. "I'm out of your league."
A car crash robbed the man she loved of his memory, only for him to fall for her cousin. Grieving the loss of her parents, Nicole faced a broken home and an arranged marriage to a man rumored to be cruel, blind, and crippled. The town whispered about her looming misfortune, certain she would crumble. Instead, Nicole stunned them all-an architectural prodigy, tech powerhouse, and medical genius. Her so-called disabled husband revealed himself as a casino king and the wealthiest man in town. Relatives pleaded for mercy, and her ex tried to buy her back, but her husband only scoffed. "Keep dreaming."
Vivian clutched her Hermès bag, her doctor's words echoing: "Extremely high-risk pregnancy." She hoped the baby would save her cold marriage, but Julian wasn't in London as his schedule claimed. Instead, a paparazzi photo revealed his early return-with a blonde woman, not his wife, at the private airport exit. The next morning, Julian served divorce papers, callously ending their "duty" marriage for his ex, Serena. A horrifying contract clause gave him the right to terminate her pregnancy or seize their child. Humiliated, demoted, and forced to fake an ulcer, Vivian watched him parade his affair, openly discarding her while celebrating Serena. This was a calculated erasure, not heartbreak. He cared only for his image, confirming he would "handle" the baby himself. A primal rage ignited her. "Just us," she whispered to her stomach, vowing to sign the divorce on her terms, keep her secret safe, and walk away from Sterling Corp for good, ready to protect her child alone.
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