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 62: In the Smallest Touch.ALESSA’S POV“This isn’t about them. This is about me… finally choosing to live.”The soft beams of morning sunlight streamed through the thick velvet curtains, casting golden patterns across the walls. Warmth kissed my skin as I stretched under the duvet, my body reluctant to part with its cocoon. There was something different in the air like the silence after a storm, not empty, but sacred.Two days ago, everything changed.No more cold stares across the dining table. No more sharp words or slammed doors echoing down the halls. Just… peace. Fragile, tentative peace. Forgiveness in its earliest form. A truce I never thought we’d reach.I’d made a vow to myself.To try.To try living with the life I’d been given.To try looking Michael in the eye without being haunted by what I’d lost.To try, to learn how to love him. Not because I had to, but maybe… because I wanted to.The scent of sautéed spices drifted up the stairs comforting, familiar. Someone was already busy in the kitchen.
Last Updated: 2025-08-15
Chapter: CHAPTER 61: Threads of Truth.NATASHA’S POVAfter the long and emotionally draining confrontation, the air in the room slowly lost its charge. The tension that once buzzed like electricity faded, melting into a heavy silence.We all began to retreat, some with soft goodbyes, others in silence. Words were no longer needed; the quiet said enough.Michael’s parents approached Alessa. His mother gently cupped her cheek, brushing her thumb across Alessa’s skin like a mother comforting her daughter. Michael’s father gave a silent nod of approval before turning to Alessa’s mom and uncle.“Come,” his mother said softly, “Let’s give them some space.”They followed without question, her uncle casting a lingering look back at Alessa before exiting.That left only four of us: Michael, Disha, Alessa, and me.I leaned against the edge of the sofa, still catching my breath. My heart hadn’t quite recovered from the panic and chaos. My phone buzzed again.“Ugh,” I muttered, pulling it out. “It hasn’t stopped ringing.”Alessa glanc
Last Updated: 2025-08-14
Chapter: CHAPTER 60: No More Blame.ALESSA’S POVThe soft rustle of fabric, the delicate scent of vanilla and fresh powder, and the gentle touch of Disha’s fingers in my tangled curls wrapped around me like a lullaby. She sat cross-legged behind me on the bed, carefully plucking out the tiny pins hidden in my hair one by one, as though she were undoing the chaos of the night itself.The lights in my room had been dimmed to a gentle golden hue. Shadows moved quietly across the walls, and the world beyond these four walls felt impossibly distant. Somehow, after everything, after one of the most emotionally jarring days of my life. I found myself laughing. Giggling, even. And to my surprise, it felt good.I leaned my head back a little, giving her easier access to the crown of my scalp.“I swear,” Disha said between giggles, gently tugging at another pin, “you could have stabbed someone with how many of these things you had in your hair.”I let out a full, honest laugh that rose from somewhere deep inside, a place I thou
Last Updated: 2025-08-13
Chapter: CHAPTER 59: What Remains After Sorry.MICHAEL’S POVMy speech ended. The applause quieted. The spotlights dimmed. And there I stood on that wide, shimmering stage that once felt like glory, now surrounded by a silence that clung like smoke. It didn’t feel like victory. Not even close. It felt like judgment. My heartbeat thundered in my ears, louder than the last fading clap. The air had changed, thicker, colder. Or maybe it was me. Maybe everything inside me had gone still because I knew. I knew she had left. And I knew exactly why.I had poured my heart into that speech. Every line, every pause, every raw, bleeding syllable, I gave it everything I had. Not to win applause. Not to impress. Not for my parents who sat somewhere in the crowd, or the cameras watching from around the world. I did it for her. Alessa. Because the weight of what I did to her had been dragging behind me for years. And tonight, I thought maybe, just maybe, I could set her free from it. But instead, I watched her run. And as she moved, it wasn
Last Updated: 2025-08-12
Chapter: CHAPTER 58: Forgiveness in Mascara Smears.ALESSA'S POVThe second I stepped out of the hall, the cold night air slapped my cheeks, but it was nothing compared to the heat boiling in my chest.I clutched the front of my black ball gown with both hands, lifting its heavy fabric as I ran, more like stumbled through the winding stone path of the garden that led to the back lot. The moonlight kissed the edges of my gown, giving it a ghostly shimmer, as if the night itself mourned with me. My heels thudded against the ground, each step jerky and ungraceful, a sharp contrast to the princess I’d been styled to be.I was supposed to shine tonight.But instead, I was falling apart under chandeliers and applause.“Alessa!”Natasha’s voice cut through the wind. I didn’t stop. I didn’t look back. I didn’t care.Another voice followed, less urgent but far more grounded. “Lessa, wait..” Disha’s footsteps sounded behind her, lighter, steadier.When I finally stopped near the long private drive, I bent slightly, catching my breath, still ho
Last Updated: 2025-08-11
Chapter: CHAPTER 57: Nothing Left to Cover.ALESSA'S POVIt had been two days of intense preparation. Two sleepless, breathless nights filled with quiet whispers, restless pacing, and eyes that barely met as we pushed pieces across a chessboard only we could see. Each move deliberate. Each silence, loud. All of it led to tonight. My birthday.Michael had worked endlessly with the technicians, ensuring that every inch of the hall, no, the arena was wired with precision. This wasn’t just a celebration. It was a trap. A confession booth. A final act.The plan had begun subtly. I could still feel the charged air from that night around the long mahogany table, Amber’s confession still echoing. The silence that followed had been more deafening than any scream.Michael sat with that calm, unnerving expression he wore when something lethal was taking shape. Caleb, I realized, was headed straight into fire. Their usual arguments might’ve seemed trivial, but something about Caleb reeked of guilt. Michael smelled it the way a wolf sen
Last Updated: 2025-08-10
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