The CEO’s Vengeful Bride
Five years ago, Elena Montrose’s world was destroyed when she was framed for a scandal that ruined her family—by none other than her ex-fiancé, the ruthless billionaire Damien Crest. Now, after years of plotting and hiding under a new identity, Elena returns with a burning vengeance, determined to take back everything she’s lost.
Her plan? To marry Damien and destroy his empire from within. But as she weaves her way into his life and heart once again, Elena discovers that Damien’s sins may not be as they seem. As their fiery chemistry reignites, Elena is faced with an impossible dilemma: will she continue her path of vengeance, or is there more to Damien’s story than she ever knew?
In a world where power and betrayal run deep, Elena must confront the ghosts of her past and the fierce love that refuses to die. As enemies old and new close in, the stakes rise higher. With secrets, lies, and corporate warfare threatening to consume them, Elena and Damien are forced to choose: their empire or their love? Will Elena’s quest for revenge tear them apart—or will it bind them together in a way neither of them ever expected?
The CEO’s Vengeful Bride is a gripping tale of love, betrayal, power, and redemption—where every choice is a battle, and every twist brings them closer to a truth that could either destroy or redeem them both.
Prepare for a rollercoaster of passion, danger, and heartbreak that will leave you breathless until the very last page.
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Chapter: EPILOGUEElena POV – “YEARS LATER”The waves crashed like a distant memory - familiar, rhythmic, unthreatening.I stood on the deck of the home we never planned but somehow always needed. A coastal retreat carved out of the life we rebuilt not as CEO and vengeful heiress, but simply as two flawed people who chose each other, again and again.Damien was inside, singing badly to our daughter. She was three now fiery and fearless, already learning how to negotiate bedtime like it was a hostile takeover. Sometimes I wondered if she’d inherited my ruthlessness or Damien’s charm.Probably both. God help us.A breeze swept through, and I inhaled deeply. No perfume, no steel-and-glass skyline. Just salt, pine, and the faint scent of pancakes burning.We didn’t run from the past. We buried what needed burying, and carried what couldn’t be left behind. That’s the thing about trauma it doesn’t disappear. But if you face it with the right person, it softens.I still remember the moment I forgave him not wi
Last Updated: 2025-05-27
Chapter: Chapter 250 – “A New Dawn”The morning sun spilled across the quiet valley, golden light stretching over the fields like a benediction. For the first time in what felt like forever, the world wasn’t on fire. No whispers of betrayal, no looming shadows of power plays. Just birdsong, wind brushing through the trees, and the quiet hush of something sacred being born: peace.Elena stood barefoot on the porch of the modest lakeside cottage she and Damien had found weeks ago. She held a mug of coffee in her hands, steam rising in gentle curls, her robe tied loosely at the waist. The silk was a gift from Damien —unnecessary, she’d said, but secretly, she loved the way it felt against her skin. Luxurious and soft. Like freedom.Behind her, the door creaked open. Damien stepped out, his hair tousled from sleep, eyes still heavy with the comfort of dreams. He slid his arms around her waist from behind and pressed a kiss to the curve of her neck."You’re up early," he murmured.She leaned into him, her body still rememberi
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Chapter: Chapter 249 – The Road to RedemptionThe silence in the Montrose estate was a hollow thing, vast and echoing. Once, the halls had been filled with the sound of rapid strategy meetings, whispered alliances, and the rhythm of a war machine in motion. Now, only Elena remained, and the weight of her empire rested solely on her shoulders. She stood at the window of her father’s old office; the Montrose crest gilded on the wall behind her, and felt none of the triumph that was supposed to come with victory.She had won. Luca was gone. The empire was hers.But what was an empire without the man she loved?Elena turned away from the window, gripping the back of the leather chair. Her reflection in the glass showed a woman hardened by fire and betrayal, her sharp cheekbones a little more defined, her eyes dulled by everything she’d sacrificed. She’d thought she could have both: the legacy and the love. She’d been wrong.The letter from Damien sat on the desk. She’d read it a dozen times. Each word had carved through her carefully
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Chapter: Chapter 248 – “The Price of Victory”The war was over.Luca’s empire was rubble, his influence stripped away piece by piece until there was nothing left but dust and silence. And in its place… stood mine.The Montrose name now rang louder than ever across the global networks. News anchors whispered my name with awe. Investors scrambled to pledge allegiance. Leaders — once hesitant, even hostile — extended olive branches.But none of it felt like a victory.The marble halls of the Montrose estate gleamed under sterile chandeliers. Servants returned. Strategists met in polished rooms to discuss our next move. Rosa kept a schedule posted on my desk, color-coded and filled with meetings I couldn’t bring myself to attend.I had won.I had everything.And I had never felt more hollow.I stood in the throne room — not an actual throne, but that’s what they called it now. The command chamber. Where I made the decisions. Where I alone held the fate of this empire.And yet… all I could feel was the absence of the man who should’ve
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Chapter: Chapter 247 – “Rebirth of the Empire”I had always believed power was forged in fire. But as the first explosions lit the sky over the southern ridge, I realized something else — power wasn’t just built in flames. It was reborn from ashes.And I had plenty of those.The final assault began just before dawn. A gray haze clung to the hills as if the world itself was holding its breath. I stood on the command line in body armor, not behind a desk, not hidden behind walls — but in the thick of it. At the front. Where I should’ve been all along.“Zone Three cleared,” came the voice over the comm. “Luca’s men are retreating toward the eastern trench. No civilians in the perimeter.”“Advance, but spare anyone who surrenders,” I replied coldly. “We end this clean.”My fingers tightened on the earpiece as I surveyed the chaos unfolding below the hill. Mortars rained smoke. Gunfire cracked through the trees. The sounds should have frightened me.Instead, they brought clarity.Luca’s forces were folding faster than expected. I had ex
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Chapter: Chapter 246 – “The Final Choice”The silence before war is the loudest kind. I stood in the Montrose war room, though I’d long since stopped calling it that out loud - watching the live surveillance feeds flicker on the digital display. Outside these walls, my enemies moved like shadows in the night. Luca’s remaining forces had re-assembled, desperate for a final push to reclaim what they believed was theirs.And I… I was preparing to finish what we started.The air buzzed with electricity; tension thick enough to slice through with a knife. I should have been consumed by strategy, calculating odds, and preparing my final commands. But instead, my mind drifted elsewhere.To him.Damien.I hadn’t seen him since he walked away, his silhouette fading into the mist outside the estate gates, a ghost haunting the edges of my vision. That moment played on repeat in my mind, a loop I couldn’t break free from.I had chosen this life. This war – This empire.But now, as I stood on the edge of victory, the taste was bitter on m
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The Billionaire’s Forgotten Wife
Five years ago, Juliette Rowe stood alone at the altar, her dreams shattered as Damon Thorne, the ruthless billionaire she loved, vanished without a trace. Left heartbroken and pregnant, Juliette rebuilt her life in the shadows, raising their son with no word from the man who abandoned them.
But fate has a cruel sense of timing.
When a news report reveals that Damon has survived a near-fatal car crash and lost all memory of his past Juliette is thrust back into a world she swore to leave behind. To make matters worse, Damon is now engaged to a woman he doesn’t truly love and surrounded by a family determined to erase Juliette from his life forever.
Haunted by dreams he can’t explain, Damon is drawn to Juliette — a woman his heart remembers even if his mind does not. But as old secrets surface and a dangerous truth behind his accident is uncovered, Juliette must make an impossible choice:
Expose the past and risk everything… or protect her son from a lies-filled future.
Love may be lost in memory, but never in the heart. Some memories fade but not true.
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Chapter: Chapter 25: A Shattered PromiseThe morning sun filtered through the sheer curtains of Damon Thorne’s sleek penthouse, casting long shadows over the minimalist décor. Damon stood by the window, staring out at the city below — the same city that held fragments of his forgotten past and pieces of a life that felt just beyond reach. The weight of everything pressing on him was almost unbearable.His phone buzzed quietly on the marble countertop. He glanced down, recognizing Juliette’s name lighting up the screen. For a moment, he hesitated, fingers trembling slightly as memories — both blurred and vivid flickered behind his eyes. The warmth in one moment, the ache in the next, tangled in a web of confusion.Swallowing the lump in his throat, he answered.“Juliette,” he said quietly, voice rough from disuse. “Can we talk? Please.”There was a pause. Then her voice came, cool, measured but unmistakably wary.“Not now, Damon”He closed his eyes, pain sharpening. “I’m trying. I don’t want to lose you”“Maybe you already ha
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Chapter: Chapter 24: Unexpected AlliancesThe late afternoon sun had softened into a muted gold as Juliette stepped into her boutique, the familiar scent of lavender and cedar-wood surrounding her like a fragile shield. Outside, the city buzzed with indifferent energy, but inside, a heavy silence settled, wrapping around her like a second skin.She’d spent the morning lost in a swirl of unease, a message still fresh and puzzling in her mind: Meet me at the café. I have information you need. – C.Celeste Whitmore. Damon’s fiancée. The woman who, until now, had seemed a distant, untouchable figure, the silent adversary in the shadows of Juliette’s fractured past. And yet here she was, asking for a meeting, promising knowledge about Damon’s accident and his lost memories. A truce, perhaps, or something more complicated.The thought of facing Celeste stirred a thousand conflicted emotions within Juliette —fear, resentment, suspicion. Yet beneath it all, a deeper truth pulsed stronger than any pride: she needed answers. For Mason’
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Chapter: Chapter 23: CrossroadsThe rain poured in steady sheets outside the Thorne estate, gray clouds blanketing the sky as if mourning what was about to be unearthed. Damon stood in the grand foyer, Evelyn’s footsteps clicking on the marble as she approached from the east hallway, ever composed, ever cold.She stopped when she saw the envelope in his hand.“I found the wing,” he said simply, his voice a storm barely held in check.Evelyn’s gaze flicked to the envelope, then back to his eyes. “So you’ve been snooping.”“Stop pretending, Mother,” Damon snapped. “You locked away a part of our home — our history and pretended it never existed.”Her lips curled in disdain. “That wing was sealed for a reason. Some truths deserve to be buried.”Damon’s jaw clenched. He pulled a letter from the envelope and held it up. “Did you think I’d never find this? A letter in my handwriting… addressed to Juliette. Dated days before the accident. You knew she meant something to me. You knew and you erased it.”Evelyn stepped closer
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Chapter: Chapter 22: Unveiling the PastThe silence within the hidden wing of the Thorne estate was deafening. Dust blanketed everything like a shroud over forgotten sins, and each step Damon took stirred the ghosts of memories too long buried. The air was stale, tinged with the faint aroma of cedar and decay. He hadn’t set foot here since he was a boy. It was as though this entire part of the mansion had been exiled from time.He paused outside a heavy oak door, its brass handle tarnished but familiar —very familiar. This was the room from his dream. The same fire-scorched wallpaper. The cracked mirror above the hearth. Even the sensation weight in his chest was identical. Damon’s fingers curled into a fist before he reached out and turned the handle.The door creaked open.Inside, dust motes swirled in the shaft of light spilling in from the hallway. The study was large but cluttered, as if someone had left it in haste. Stacks of books had collapsed on the floor, and the furniture, once opulent, now sagged under the weigh
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Chapter: Chapter 21: The Hidden RoomThe night after the crash was unusually quiet, but Damon couldn’t sleep. Not after the way Juliette had looked at him confused, emotional, and quietly pleading with her eyes, though no words had passed between them about their past.He had helped her pull the injured driver from the wreck. Her hands had trembled in his, and for a fleeting moment, something shifted, something deep and buried.But it wasn’t just the crash that kept him awake.It was the dream.That room.The heavy wooden door. The cold metal handle. A mirror on the far wall, fractured down the middle. And a whisper in the dark: “You already know.”Damon sat up in bed, sweat clinging to his skin.He did know something.And it was locked inside that room.-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------By morning, he couldn’t shake the obsession.He called in a private investigator—Rhett Calden, a man who didn’t ask too many questions and specialized in discreet deep dives. Rhet
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Chapter: Chapter 20: Fractured TrustSmoke still curled into the darkening sky as Juliette sprinted toward the wreckage. Tires squealed in the distance as bystanders screamed and phones rose to record.The front of the luxury car was obliterated, glass shattered like crystal snow across the asphalt. Celeste slumped over the steering wheel, blood trailing from her temple. Her phone was still recording, the faint red glow of the camera light blinking steadily.Juliette reached the door, pulling frantically.“Celeste!” she shouted.No response.The metal groaned as she struggled with the handle until a strong hand clasped hers and pulled her back.“Juliette don’t. The engine’s smoking.” Damon.He emerged from the crowd like a ghost through the fog – shirt sleeves rolled, breath ragged, eyes wide with panic. He didn’t hesitate. While Juliette coughed on the smoke, Damon forced the door open and pulled Celeste from the wreck just before a burst of sparks lit beneath the hood.He laid her gently on the sidewalk, pressing finge
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