Facade
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Betrayed Bride: Marrying The Ice Tyrant
On our third engagement anniversary, I bought my fiancé the watch he had wanted for months. But my phone's location tracker led me to a secluded overlook, where I caught him rocking his car with another woman. The woman in the passenger seat was my stepsister, Sienna. When I exposed their affair, my adoptive parents didn't comfort me. Instead, they called to scream at me for ruining the family's reputation. They even rewrote history, claiming Sienna was the one who saved my fiancé from drowning six years ago, and I had stolen her credit. Carter shamelessly agreed with their lies. "She's been quietly supporting me all this time... I misunderstood." I was disowned, thrown out into the freezing rain, and my adoptive father threatened to use his corporate empire to crush my small bakery. I finally understood that to them, I was just a temporary placeholder, a stepping stone for Sienna to take everything I cherished whenever she pleased. I refused to let them destroy me. To protect my bakery and tear down their hypocritical lives, I walked into the penthouse of New York's most ruthless billionaire to propose a fake PR relationship. But he slid a two-year marriage contract across the table instead. Before I could fully process marrying a man I barely knew, a little blonde girl ran into the room and tugged at my dress. "Are you my new mommy?"
Chapter 1
Faye Matthews POV:
Tonight was the third anniversary of my engagement to Carter Hayes.
I had made plans with Carter to go to a famous restaurant for our anniversary candlelight dinner.
Before departure, I checked the passenger seat again.
The gift box sat there, a perfect square of dark blue tied with a silver ribbon.
Inside was a Patek Philippe watch, the one Carter had been talking about for months.
Just then, my phone lit up, and when I checked, it was a text message from Carter.
"Hey babe, team's calling for a last-minute practice. I'm going to be late. Can you go to the restaurant first?"
This excuse had appeared too frequently recently, to the point where I was starting to doubt it.
An instinct I'd been ignoring for months screamed at me.
I opened the "Find My Device" app.
We'd set it up when we were still deliriously in love, for "safety."
The little blue dot representing Carter's phone wasn't at the training facility.
It was five miles from our restaurant, at a scenic overlook known for one thing.
A place for lovers.
I started the car.
The windshield wipers swiped frantically, as if trying to clear away the lie in front of my eyes.
I didn't listen to Carter and drive to the restaurant.
I drove straight to that overlook.
At the end of the road, I saw Carter's car.
His black Porsche 911.
Tucked away in the most secluded corner, the car's body rocked with a gentle, rhythmic motion.
A white fog of condensation clouded the windows.
My heart didn't just sink.
It plummeted.
I took a deep breath, the air sharp and cold in my lungs.
Then I pushed open my door.
The icy rain hit me instantly, plastering my hair to my scalp and soaking my shoulders.
I walked toward the car, my heels clicking a lonely, sharp rhythm on the wet pavement.
Through the blurred glass, I could see two silhouettes, tangled together.
I pulled out my phone, shielding it from the rain with my body, and took photo after photo—the license plate, the rocking car, the fogged windows, the unmistakable silhouettes inside.
Then I switched to video, recording the steady rhythm of the car, the wet pavement, the timestamp on the screen. Evidence. Cold, undeniable evidence.
After all of this is done,I reached the driver's side and rapped my knuckles hard against the window.
The movement inside stopped.
A few seconds ticked by, each one a lifetime.
Then, the window slowly lowered.
Carter's face, panicked and pale, appeared.
Before he could stammer out a single word, the person in the passenger seat turned.
That signature mane of flaxen blonde curls, that face I'd looked at for twenty years—my adoptive mother's own daughter, Sienna Reynolds.
She saw me.
There was no guilt on her face.
Just the corner of her mouth twitching into a triumphant, mocking smile.
She was showing off her prize.
"Faye," Carter began, his voice a jumbled mess. "It's not what you think. Sienna was drunk, I was just..."
"Shut up!" I cut him off.
My face was a blank mask.
I walked back to my car, picked up the beautiful gift box, and returned to his window.
In front of them, I opened the box.
I took out the watch, its polished face gleaming even in the dim light.
Then I let it drop.
It landed with a soft splash in the muddy puddle at my feet.
Next, I pulled the three-carat diamond ring from my finger.
Without hesitation, I threw it at his face.
"We finished, Carter."
My voice was flat.
Devoid of all emotion.
I turned and walked away, not looking back.
Back in my car, I pulled out my phone and dialed a number I had saved for a day I hoped would never come.
The number for New York's most notorious gossip columnist.
"I have an exclusive for you," I said, my voice calm, cold, and steady. "Carter Hayes, star athlete, caught with his fiancée's sister. I have photos. I have video. I want him ruined. I want him disgraced. I want him to lose everything."
After I hung up, I slammed my foot on the accelerator, fleeing the place that had just suffocated my life.
I didn't know where to go.
I couldn't go home.
That house had never really been mine.
I drove aimlessly, the city lights blurring through my tears, and ended up at a quiet, upscale coffee shop.
I needed a place to disappear.
I walked into the warm, dimly lit cafe, drenched and broken.
My makeup was a mess of black streaks down my cheeks.
I was a wreck.
A barista approached, his face a mix of concern and irritation. "Ma'am, we're about to close, and you're soaking wet…"
His words were cut short by a low, magnetic voice.
"She's with us."
I looked up.
A man stood there, tall and imposing, dressed in a perfectly tailored black suit.
His deep gray eyes, the color of a winter storm, watched me calmly.
But for the briefest instant, something flickered in their depths—a flash of recognition, so swift it was almost invisible, as if he had been waiting to see me for a very long time.
The barista nodded and quickly stepped away.
The man didn't ask any questions.
He had his assistant bring me a clean, dry blanket and personally handed me a cup of hot coffee.
His fingertips brushed against the back of my hand.
They were dry and warm, a stark contrast to my ice-cold skin.
"Thank you," I whispered.
He just gave a slight nod, then sat at a table not far from me, attending to his work.
He didn't bother me again.
His presence was like an invisible shield, deflecting all the stares and whispers, giving me a small space to breathe on the worst night of my life.
After what felt like an eternity, he stood up to leave.
As he passed me, he paused.
He placed a neatly folded silk handkerchief on the table beside me.
It was embroidered with the initials "BS."
"Clean yourself up," he said, his voice neutral.
Then he and his assistant were gone.
I picked up the handkerchief.
It smelled of cold wood and something clean, like winter air.
I watched his retreating back, my mind a swirl of confusion.
Who was he?
Why did he help me?
Somewhere at the edge of my exhausted mind, a faint, nagging sense of familiarity stirred—had I seen those eyes before?
But the weight of the night crushed the thought before it could form.
My phone buzzed.
A message from the gossip columnist I had contacted earlier.
"The press release has been written and published. You can take a look."
I clicked on the link he'd sent, the headline screamed, SHOCKER! Pro Athlete Carter Hayes Caught in Car with Fiancée's Sister, Affair Exposed!
Staring at the blurry but recognizable photo, I clenched the silk handkerchief in my fist.
The fabric was soft, but my grip was iron.
Revenge was just beginning.
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The Almighty Alpha Wins Back His Rejected Mate
Life was a bed of roses for Debra, the daughter of Alpha. That was until she had a one-night stand with Caleb. She was sure he was her mate as determined by Moon Goddess. But this hateful man refused to accept her. Weeks passed before Debra discovered that she was pregnant. Her pregnancy brought shame to her and everyone she loved. Not only was she driven out, but her father was also hunted down by usurpers. Fortunately, she survived with the help of the mysterious Thorn Edge Pack. Five years passed and Debra didn't hear anything from Caleb. One day, their paths crossed again. They were both on the same mission-carrying out secret investigations in the dangerous Roz Town for the safety and posterity of their respective packs. Caleb was still cold toward her. But as time went on, he fell head over heels in love with her. He tried to make up for abandoning her, but Debra wasn't having any of it. She was hell-bent on hiding her daughter from him and also making a clean break. What did the future hold for the two as they journeyed in Roz Town? What kind of secrets would they find? Would Caleb win Debra's heart and get to know his lovely daughter? Find out!
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Fated to the Cursed Lycan Prince
Accused of murder, Sylvia Todd's mother was deemed a traitor by the entire pack, condeming Sylvia to live the rest of her life alone in humiliation as a lowly slave. All she wanted to do was to prove her mother's innocence somehow, but fate never seemed to be on the side of the traitor's daughter. Still, Sylvia never lost hope. As the future lycan king of all werewolves, Rufus Duncan possessed great power and status, but he had an inexplicable reputation for being cruel, bloodthirsty, and ruthless. Unbeknownst to everyone, he had been cursed long ago to transform into a killer monster on every full moon. Even though fate did not always look upon the two, it brought Sylvia and Rufus together as each other's destined mates. Will justice be served for Sylvia's mother? What about Rufus' secret? Can Sylvia and Rufus defy all societal norms and stay together? Will these two unlucky souls have their happy ending?
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The Domineering Alpha's Regrets
Killian, the future Alpha of my pack was the werewolf I feared the most. He made my life a living hell. As a maid, I tried my best to serve him and his family. But he never stopped bullying me. My life took a turn for the worse when Killian forced himself on me on the night the heir was announced. He took my virginity in the cruelest manner! The evil werewolf wasn't even remorseful. Instead of making me his mate, he banished me from the pack. I had to flee with his seed in my belly. On many occasions, I almost lost my life in the wilderness. It took a long time before I finally settled down in a city far away. I put my life back on track and prayed that I'd never see that beast again. Unfortunately, Killian showed up five years later and began to pester me. "You belong to me. I won't have you raise my child with another man!" he said with audacity. It was as if I was reliving my years of torture. I hated him with every fiber of my being. Baring my teeth, I roared, "Are you crazy? I'm not yours. Leave me alone!" Killian lost his cool. He pushed me to the wall. His eyes burned scarlet as he said in a low voice, "Yes, I'm crazy. You are the only one that can make me sane again." I couldn't believe my ears. As I was trying to process what I just heard, Killian stunned me again. "I'm sorry for everything I did to you. Please forgive me and don't turn away from me. I can't live without you." What the hell happened to him? Was he being sincere? Should I accept him for the sake of our child?
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True Luna
Emma is excited. She will turn 18 and shift. She can't wait to become a wolf and help her pack. Her brother is Beta, and she wants to help him. She is hoping to find her mate. She is hoping it will be her friend, Jacob. They love each other, and they get along really well. She is excited and ready for everything life has to offer. Emma is surprised when her mate turns out to be the Alpha of her pack. But her happiness about finding her mate didn't last long. Her mate rejected her for a stronger she-wolf. That she-wolf hates Emma and wants to get rid of her, but that isn't the only thing Emma has to deal with. Emma finds out that she is not an ordinary wolf and that there are people who want to use her. They are dangerous. They will do everything to get what they want. They will hurt and kill. What will Emma do? Will her mate regret rejecting her? Will her mate save her from the people around them?
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Rebirth: Shattering My Sister's Facade
After my family went bankrupt, I entered the entertainment industry to support my sister's education. In order to make money, I endured the advances of older men and even drank until I had stomach bleeding. My usually calm sister criticized me for being too eager for success and not respecting myself, but she used my money to help others and gain a good reputation. In order to get her a famous teacher, I exposed the scandals of her competitors. She accused me of being ruthless and malicious, but she didn't refuse the opportunities I fought for her. Later, she became a famous painter while I suffered from the revenge of her competitors, ruined my reputation, and accumulated huge debts. I asked her to ask her wealthy boyfriend for help, but she said, "Sister, I told you before that we should be kind and not have malicious thoughts. Look, you are now facing retribution!" She refused to help me in order to make me realize my mistakes. I was forced to jump off a building. When I opened my eyes, I was back to the day I entered the entertainment industry.
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Fake facade
Nadetta Monarch, an ambitious businesswoman, has been presented with an opportunity to pitch a major proposal to a potential investor. However, her husband Denzel, who is also her business partner, refuses to let her go, citing concerns about the impact on their family life. Frustrated and determi
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BEYOND THE FACADE.
BEYOND THE FACADE In a world built on power, appearances, and silence-one woman must decide what she's really willing to risk. When Olivia steps into the elite skyscraper of Haze & Co., she knows the rules: stay sharp, stay quiet, and stay useful. But working for the cold and commanding CEO, Ha
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Under the Facade
Luciano after a dark past doesn't have any thoughts for any romance, then again an incident happens and he has no choice but to arrange a mariage as soon as possible! Isabella after a darker past doesn't have any thoughts of love or romance, wants 5o live a peaceful life while ensuring her little cu
Rebirth: Shattering My Sister's Facade
After my family went bankrupt, I entered the entertainment industry to support my sister's education. In order to make money, I endured the advances of older men and even drank until I had stomach bleeding. My usually calm sister criticized me for being too eager for success and not respecting mysel
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The Billionaire's Facade
Disaster strikes-when you least expect it. Pearl Hammonds, a billionaire heiress, is ready to reveal her true identity and the fortune that comes with it. But just as she plans to come clean, she walks in on her husband and sister in an intimate embrace. Shattered and enraged, Pearl wastes no time-
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Breaking The Facade
Lyra's life seems perfect. She has stellar grades, a loving family, great friends, and the best boyfriend she could ever hope for. But when the dark, brooding Liam invades her seemingly idyllic world, he reveals a truth she's been blind to: her life is far from perfect. As Liam exposes the cracks in
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Beyond the Fairytale Facade
My fiancé, tech mogul Ethan Reed, and I were the epitome of New York City's fairytale romance. For ten years, our "perfect love story" graced billboards and magazine covers, culminating in the highly anticipated "wedding of the decade." But my world shattered when I saw him. Through a discreet on
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Betrayed By Her Spiritual Facade
Ethan Miller, a tech mogul, believed he had it all: a thriving empire and a fiancée, Seraphina Blackwood, his pure and minimalist sanctuary. He' d poured millions into her "spiritual journey," building her a lavish, soundproof studio for meditation and yoga. But one day, a system alert about unusu
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Love Began When The Facade Shattered
Elena's beauty was undeniable, though Greyson never trusted the sweetness in her voice. He saw her charming words as nothing but a disguise. Then, one day, Elena's passion faded, leaving only quiet between them. That indifference unsettled Greyson more than he expected. Drawing her near, he
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HIS DEADLY FACADE: I BECAME THE OPPRESSOR OBSESSION
"Sh*t, you weren't supposed to see this," He pulled the woman up, his shirt barely covering what he'd left on her behind and she grumbled, "What the hell Rico?! I haven't-" She saw me and her eyes turned to slits. "Whose whore are you?" I'm going to be sick, what kind of nightmare is this. "
