The Billionaire Broken Bride—Married To My Enemy.
She confessed her love… and was shattered in return.
When Alessa poured her heart out to Michael, she never expected the cruel humiliation that followed or the tragedy that would strike just moments later. One devastating car crash. One beloved father lost. And one life changed forever.
Left with nothing but debt and sorrow, Alessa claws her way back from the edge. But fate has other plans.
Years later, she's forced into a contract marriage when her mother's kidney starts to fail… with the very man who broke her heart, the very man she hated with every fiber of her being. Cold, distant, and still haunted by another woman, Michael still wants nothing to do with her.
But when secrets unravel and it’s revealed that Michael’s lost love, Natasha, and Alessa are twin sisters separated at birth… a tangled web of jealousy, betrayal, and revenge begins to unfold.
As Michael and Alessa fall deeply in love, Alessa fights for her place, Natasha's heart formed with a vengeance. Poison. Blackmail. Kidnapping. Nothing is off-limits in this deadly sister rivalry.
Will Alessa and Michael's love stay strong? Will the truth tear them apart forever? Or will a final act of violence be what brings justice at last?
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Chapter: CHAPTER 16: Homecoming Shadows.
NATASHA'S POV The second my feet touched the marble floors of the hallway, a strange calm washed over me, like the house itself exhaled and whispered, You made it. You're safe now.Everything was just as I left it. The glossy tiles gleamed beneath soft lighting, the air smelled of citrus and lavender, Mom’s favorite candle combo, and even the familiar hum of the AC sounded like a lullaby from another life.For a moment, I allowed myself to smile.God, I had missed this.The silence.The stillness.The comfort of being invisible.No flashing lights. No screaming fans. No pretending to be fine when I wasn’t. Just this house, still and waiting. My cocoon.I headed straight to my room. It hadn't changed. If anything, it had become even more pink, softer curtains, designer throws, a wall of pastel shoes I didn’t remember buying. Mom must have updated it all while I was gone. Even the air smelled sweeter here. Too sweet.I walked into the bathroom and turned on the shower. The water hit my
Last Updated: 2025-06-30
Chapter: CHAPTER 15: Return to the Unspoken.
NATASHA’S POVThe airport was noisy, filled with travelers rushing to and fro, but I barely heard a thing. My ears still rang from the flight, and my body begged for rest. The humid air clung to my skin the moment I stepped outside, wrapping me in a familiar embrace I hadn’t felt in months.I was too lost in my thoughts to notice the black sedan pulling up beside me until tires screeched and a voice yelled, “Get in, now!”I jumped, nearly dropping my bag. My eyes darted toward the car. “Derick?” I blinked in surprise.He leaned out the driver’s side, sunglasses pulled down slightly to reveal those deep brown eyes I remembered too well. “Yes, it’s me. Get in before some paparazzi spot you.”I didn’t hesitate. Something about seeing him, someone so closely tied to the past I’d been trying to escape, was oddly comforting. I slid into the passenger seat, pulling the door shut behind me.“Still dramatic, huh?” I said, buckling my seatbelt.“Always.” He grinned. “Wow, Natasha. You look amaz
Last Updated: 2025-06-29
Chapter: CHAPTER 14: Coldest distance.
NATASHA'S POV NATASHA — SAME MORNING, 10:37 AMThe line went dead.At first, I just stared at my phone like it had betrayed me. I stood there, blinking, lips slightly parted, mind blank.Did he really just... hang up on me?Michael. Hung up. On me.It took a few seconds for it to register, to sink in. And when it did? The disbelief hit like a slap to the face.My thumb hovered over the screen, waiting. Maybe he’d call back. Maybe he’d say it was a mistake, that he was in a tunnel or lost signal. Maybe he’d apologize.Say he didn’t mean to sound so cold.But nothing came.Silence.The kind of silence that screams. That makes your ears ring.My chest tightened, the ache spreading like cold water over my skin. My heart did something I wasn’t used to, it skipped. But not from nerves or excitement.No, this one hurt. Like something sharp had carved through me without warning.Three years ago, Michael would’ve waited hours just to catch a glimpse of me through a crowd. He would’ve crossed
Last Updated: 2025-06-28
Chapter: CHAPTER 13: Eggshells and Echoes.MICHAEL'S POV The night of the wedding ended like a blur I couldn’t care less about. That fool had sprained her ankle, she was always creating drama.My parents asked me to carry her to a room, so I dropped Alessa off in one of the guest suites, rough, quick, leaving her in the care of one of my favourite maids. That was the least I could do and my way of saying sorry for those years.I headed straight to my wing.My assistant, Mira, was already waiting by the door, like always.“Sir, should I set out your robe? Mira asked quietly. “I have set your bath already” she said with bubbling eyes.I didn’t bother responding. I just walked past her, loosened my tie, and entered the bathroom. Hot water. Strong pressure. Silence.She knew her job and I was definitely not in the mood for those irrelevant questions.I took my time.After the shower, I changed into clean loungewear. She had set out for me.Mira had already placed a small tray on the side table, she knew what to serve me whenever
Last Updated: 2025-06-27
Chapter: CHAPTER 12: A Stranger in Silk
ALESSA'S POV The silence in the mansion was calming, but not in the comforting way. It was the kind of silence that echoed your thoughts back at you, louder than before. A silence that reminded you just how alone you were.After everything that happened yesterday, the wedding, the crowd, the weight of vows I didn’t fully understand, and Michael’s eyes so cold they made my skin crawl, I barely slept.When we returned last night, Disha had helped me out of the suffocating layers of my wedding gown. Her presence was like a balm to my fraying nerves, warm, soft-spoken, and just… real. The exact opposite of the man I was now calling my husband.She’d told me she had been working for Michael for four years, since a business scare led the family to tighten security. She didn’t share much else, but her words painted a version of Michael that I hadn’t seen. Someone kind. Someone different, before the breakup, she said.I wanted to believe her.She smiled often, not the kind of smile people
Last Updated: 2025-06-26
Chapter: CHAPTER 11: The Wedding Night War.
ALESSA’S POV The night felt colder than usual. Or maybe it just felt that way because I was standing next to a man who made ice seem warm by comparison.Michael.My husband.What a cruel joke.The wedding was over, the cheers, the cameras, the performance. All of it had vanished the moment we slipped out of public view. Now, it was just him, me, and the ugly truth we no longer bothered to hide.His parents had beamed with pride, parading me around like some shiny new trophy. So many powerful guests, even the famous Natasha Dunlop’s father had done a double-take, stunned by how much I looked like his daughter.Pictures were taken. Smiles exchanged. I even made silly faces to ease the tension. Michael’s parents were lovely—warm, generous, genuine.Too bad their son was carved from stone.“Take your wife home,” his mother said sharply, folding her arms.Michael scoffed. “She has legs, Mum. She can find her own ride.”“Michael!” Her voice cracked like a whip. “Do you want the press sniff
Last Updated: 2025-06-25
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