"You shouldn't be wearing your sister's clothes. You look like her now, but you're not her." His cold fingers lifted my chin, forcing my eyes to meet his. "You know, I promised your sister I would never love another woman." "I always know that," I whispered, trying to keep my voice steady despite the tears threatening to spill over. "I don't want to come between you and her memory." "Then tell me why you're trying to pretend to be your sister by wearing your sister’s clothes." "I'm sorry, I didn't want to do it, my mom forced me to wear this dress." I tried to explain, "Please believe me." "How could you expect me to believe someone who tried to seduce me at your sister's funeral." The pressure from Alexander made me breathless. "No. No. I never thought of doing this. It was a misunderstanding." I shook my head desperately and argued for myself. "You're not worthy of wearing this dress." Alexander turned to leave. His words stung my heart so hard that I felt tons of pain crushing me. ---------------- Olivia was disliked by her family for unknown reasons, she was forced to marry her brother-in-law Alexander who is also the Alpha King of the country after her sister died at childbirth. Her cruel Alpha husband never treated her well and she ran away while pregnant. Later she finds that she is the princess of the neighbouring kingdom and when they meet again, can Alexander recognize the woman with a mask in front of him and get her rid of another man’s arms who is the husband of Olivia now.
Узнайте большеOlivias povSitting in the garden, soaking up the sunlight, I let the warmth seep into my skin, allowing myself a rare moment of relaxation. The soft hum of bees drifted through the air, mingling with the floral perfumes that surrounded me. Out of the corner of my eye, movement on the palace's ivory walls caught my attention. My heart skipped a beat as I recognised the figure of Lidia, who was clambering down the side of the building still wearing the same dress she was yesterday. I looked up and saw Alexander standing in the window. A million questions raced through my head. And pain grows in my chest. Even though I didn't want to be with Alexander, a small part of me still loved him, and the idea of him spending the night with my sister crushed me from the inside. "Lidia!" I said louder than I intended as she got to the ground and made her way towards where I was sitting. "What are you doing?"She froze for a moment, her eyes widening at the sound of my voice. "Olivia, you can't t
My head was pounding as I opened my eyes. Last night was a blur in my mind. As I rolled over, I saw Lidia asleep next to me. My heart started to pound in my chest. Had I messed up and taken Lidia to bed with me last night?"Lidia, wake up," I whispered urgently, giving her shoulder a gentle shake. "Lidia! Wake up, now!"Her eyes fluttered open. Confusion was evident as she quickly took in her surroundings. "Oh god," she muttered, sitting up abruptly. I can't believe I fell asleep. If anyone sees me leaving this room...""Lidia, did we...?"She jumped up, smoothing down the creases in her wrinkled dress. "No, Alexander," she cut me off, clearly reading the panic on my face. "You were drunk, wanting to declare your love to Olivia, so I stopped you. And stupid me fell asleep."A wave of relief washed through me, but it quickly turned into embarrassment. "Oh god, Olivia," I groaned, burying my face in my hands. "What was I thinking?"Lidia sighed, her shoulders slumping a little. "You wer
Alexander povI couldn't bear the thought of Olivia loving someone else. After seeing the way she fussed over Allen, my heart felt heavy. The palace walls felt like a prison, tightening around me with each passing second. Needing an escape, I decided to make my way to one of the Tavrans in the village.The streets were alive with nighttime chatter and laughter, but I moved through the crowd like a ghost, my mind consumed by the image of Olivia's smile directed at another man. The Tavran's wooden sign creaked above me as I pushed through the door, greeted by the warm, muggy air mixed with the scent of ale and roasted meat.I slid onto a stool at the bar and ordered a drink, hoping the burn of liquor would drown out the ache in my chest. The first sip did nothing but fuel my desperation, so I drank more—another mug, then another. Faces around me blurred, muffled conversations swirled into an unintelligible hum."Another?" the bartender asked, eyeing me with a mix of curiosity and concer
I took a seat outside and tried to steady my beating heart. The past few weeks had all been a lot for me to handle. As I sat there, I started to realise I hadn't healed from the trauma in my past; I had just pushed it down deep and prayed it would go away. But it was becoming apparent that I needed to heal. I needed closure for the things that had happened to me so I would be able to move forward with my life and be the strong person my children needed me to be.I heard the door creak open behind me and turned slightly to see Victor stepping out. His eyes immediately found mine, full of concern and warmth."Olivia, are you okay?" he asked softly, taking a step closer.I hesitated for a moment, gathering my thoughts. "I'm fine, Victor. I've just realised that I'm not healed from my past like I thought I was," I admitted, my voice barely above a whisper.He took another step closer. "You're strong, Olivia. You will get through this," he assured me, his voice steady and sure. "If there's
Allen had been avoiding me since telling me he was in love with me. Every time I saw him, he would look away. My heart ached for him, and a small part of me wished that I could give him what he wanted, but I couldn't. I couldn't force myself to feel the way he wanted me to, and even if I could, that wouldn't be fair to either of us. As I walked into the courtroom, the weight of the past few weeks seemed to press down on my shoulders even more heavily. I took a deep breath, trying to steady myself, but there was no calming the whirlwind inside me. My eyes scanned the room until they landed on Allen.The moment he noticed me, his eyes darted away, his head bowing as if the sight of me was too much for him to bear. It felt like a dagger to my heart, sharp and unforgiving. I knew the guilt of hurting him would never truly leave me. His confession of love had been unexpected, overwhelming. But more than that, it had left a rift between us that seemed impossible to bridge.Forcing myself t
"Olivia, can we talk?" Allen asked as he entered the library. He looked nervous about something, which was strange for him as he had always been a confident man.I stood up from the table where I had been engrossed in a stack of books about healing people and walked toward him, trying to read the anxiety written across his face. "Of course," I said, concern weaving through my voice as I gestured for him to sit down.He hesitated for a moment, running a hand through his hair—a clear sign that something was troubling him. Finally, he cleared his throat. "I, um."My worry deepened. Allen rarely stumbled over his words unless something was genuinely troubling him. "Is everything okay? Is there something wrong with Victor?"Allen's eyes widened, and he quickly shook his head. "No, no, nothing's wrong with Victor. He's fine." He paused, shuffling his feet and averting his eyes. "I just, um, wanted to talk to you about us."A wave of relief washed over me, followed by a surge of curiosity. "
Victor's jaw clenched, a muscle ticking in the corner. "Love?" he spat. "You call this love? You have a twisted way of showing it, Alexander. No wonder Olivia wants nothing to do with you." he turned to the guards holding on to me. "Get him out of my sight." The guards marched me out of there, their grip like iron shackles around my arms. Allen staggered alongside me, his eyes still burning with rage. When we entered, the air was thick with the smell of antiseptic and herbs. The doctor, an older man with a kind but weary face, turned his attention to us. Without a word, the guards shoved Allen and me onto cots across the room from each other. Allen's glare was unyielding, a mirror of my own tumultuous emotions. There we sat, inches apart, our bodies bruised and broken, but our spirits still locked in silent combat. Olivia burst through the door, her eyes wide with panic. My breath caught in my throat. For a second, I hoped she had come for me. But her gaze slid right past to Allen
Alexanders Pov My heart was aching; I never thought Olivia would actually reject me as her mate, but she had. The sting of her words echoed in my ears, and the image of her cold eyes still lingered in my mind. I could barely put one foot in front of the other as I walked through the palace halls, the pain that radiated through my body slowly crushing me. Reaching the top of the staircase, a cold voice called out my name. "Alexander," I looked up to see Allen coming towards me. "You need to leave this kingdom and never return," Allen hissed, his eyes burning with rage. "Get out of my way," I said to him, trying to push past him, but he blocked my path. Rage started to boil inside of me. "You have done enough damage already, Alexander. Olivia made her choice, and you—" he spat the words—"are not part of it. So leave my wife alone and get the hell out of this kingdom and never return." "You don't deserve to call her your wife." Allen let out a bitter laugh, the sound cutting throug
Olivia's Pov "Mummy, look what I draw." Liam held a picture in front of my face. I forced a smile, focusing my attention on the crayon scribbles. "That's wonderful, Liam. Is that a dragon?" "No, it's a dinosaur!" he giggled and ran back to his twin sister, Sarah, who was diligently stacking blocks taller than she was. I glanced at Sarah and marvelled at her focus, hiding the emotional storm brewing inside me. Ever since Alexander found out the truth about Cassandra, my mind had been clouded with guilt for ruining his cherished memories of her. The playroom was a sanctuary for the twins, filled with bright colours, plush toys, and the innocent laughter that echoed off the walls. Today, it felt more like a cage to me, trapping me with my thoughts. I tried to keep myself busy with mundane tasks, but the growing unease was impossible to shake off. A muffled conversation drifted through the half-open door. I paused, straining to listen. "You can't be in here," said one of the maids, h
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