Stepdaughter by Day, Wife by Night
“One night, one ring, and one mistake I can’t take back… Because the man I married in Vegas is now my mother’s fiancé.”
Lena Carter thought a wild night in Las Vegas would help her forget her cheating ex. She didn’t expect to wake up in a penthouse suite with a six-carat ring on her finger—and a marriage certificate linking her to a mysterious, sinfully gorgeous stranger named Roman Wolfe.
She left before sunrise, hoping to erase the night from her memory.
Until two months later… when her mother introduces him as her new fiancé.
Roman doesn’t flinch. He doesn’t forget. And when Lena finds out she’s pregnant, hiding the truth gets harder every day—especially when Roman refuses to keep his distance.
“You’re already mine, Lena,” he whispers against her skin.
“That ring may be gone, but I still own every part of you. Including the baby you’re carrying.”
Now, trapped in a web of secrets, lies, and forbidden desire, Lena must choose:
Protect the people she loves... or surrender to the man who already owns her body and heart.
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Chapter: Chapter 134 – The MessageLENAThe hum of the jet engines was low and steady, but my heart was not. I couldn’t stop glancing at Roman beside me, his expression hardening every time he looked at his phone. I pretended to adjust the blanket over the twins, pretending I didn’t notice, pretending everything was still soft and peaceful like before. But I could feel it—something had shifted.Roman never got that look unless it was serious.When he finally slipped his phone back into his jacket pocket, I whispered, “Was that about work?”He looked at me quickly, too quickly. “Yeah. Just business.”He kissed the top of my head like he always did when he wanted to soothe me. But his hand—his hand was clenched. I felt the tension roll off him like static electricity.“Business doesn’t usually make your jaw tighten like that,” I said quietly.His lips twitched into something that wasn’t quite a smile. “You’ve been watching me too closely.”“Always,” I said softly, trying to tease him, to lighten the air between us.He ch
Last Updated: 2025-11-10
Chapter: Chapter 133 – Lena Wants Another BabyLENAThe sound of the ocean was softer in the morning, like it didn’t want to wake the world just yet. The waves whispered against the sand, the salty breeze slipping through the open balcony doors of our beach villa. I sat on the lounge chair with a blanket draped around me, sipping my coffee while watching Roman and Isabella build a sandcastle below.Roman looked too good for someone who claimed he wasn’t a morning person. His hair was messy, his white shirt was rolled up at the sleeves, and he had that lazy half-smile he always wore when he was with the kids. Isabella’s giggles carried all the way up to me, and every sound of it made my chest swell.The twins were still asleep inside. They were only a few months old and already ruled our lives like tiny kings. Roman and I barely slept, but somehow, this—watching him like that, our daughter laughing in the sunlight—made everything worth it.He glanced up at me and caught me staring. Of course he did. Roman Wolfe never missed anythin
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Chapter: Chapter 132 - Family Vacation SceneLENA When Roman said we needed to “get away for a while,” I didn’t realize he meant literally vanish off the grid. Within forty-eight hours, he’d cleared his schedule, packed up our family, and loaded us onto his private jet bound for the Maldives. No business calls. No bodyguards, except for one discreet presence in the background. Just us. Part of me wanted to argue—to demand he tell me what that mysterious phone call was really about—but the exhaustion from giving birth, nursing the twins, and managing Isabella’s nonstop curiosity had dulled the fight in me. I figured, if this was Roman’s way of protecting us, maybe I could let him play hero for just a little while. And, God, it felt good to breathe again. The island looked like something out of a dream—white sand, turquoise water that shimmered under the morning sun, palm trees swaying lazily in the breeze. The villa Roman had rented sat right above the lagoon, with glass floors where you could watch the fish glide beneath you
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Chapter: Chapter 131 - Emotional Father-Daughter Moment LENA The twins were asleep in their bassinets beside my hospital bed, soft coos filling the quiet room. The morning light crept in through the blinds, painting everything in gold. My body still ached, but there was this indescribable peace that came with the sound of their tiny breaths. I woke up to find Roman gone. For a second, panic bloomed in my chest, but then I heard his voice — low and warm — coming from just outside the door. It was Isabella. “Daddy, can I hold Ben again? Please?” she was saying in her small, eager voice. Roman chuckled softly, his tone gentle in a way that always melted me. “You held him twice already, little one. We have to let Mommy rest, remember?” “But I’ll be careful. I promise.” There was a pause, then the soft creak of the door opening. Isabella peeked in first, her messy braids swinging as she tiptoed closer. She looked so tiny next to the hospital bed, holding a teddy bear nearly her size. “Mommy, are you awake?” “I am,” I said, smiling at h
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Chapter: Chapter 130 - Lena Gives Birth to Twin BoysLENA The bright white walls of the hospital room made everything feel too real. My palms were clammy, my heart racing faster than the monitor beside me. Every contraction hit harder, closer together, and I could barely catch my breath between them. I gripped Roman’s hand like my life depended on it. He was right there beside me — sleeves rolled up, hair messy from pacing, his eyes wide with panic and love all at once. “Breathe, baby, just breathe,” he said, brushing the hair away from my face. “I’m trying,” I panted, squeezing my eyes shut as another wave tore through me. “I think your sons are trying to kill me.” Roman actually laughed, though his voice was tight. “They’re just eager to meet their mom.” “Then tell them to slow down.” The nurse chuckled softly as she checked the monitor. “They’re coming soon, Mrs. Wolfe. You’re doing beautifully.” Beautifully. I wanted to tell her that nothing about this felt beautiful. It felt like climbing a mountain barefoot. Roman kissed my
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Chapter: Chapter 129 – Empire of Her NameLENAThe next few days passed in a haze of sleepless nights and constant movement. Security guards rotated shifts outside the penthouse, drones hovered discreetly above the building, and Roman’s private investigators worked round the clock. Every creak, every buzz of my phone made my heart leap into my throat.That last message—You missed me—still sat on my screen like a curse. I hadn’t shown it to Roman. Not yet. He was already on edge, and I couldn’t bear to see that flicker of fear in his eyes again.Instead, I focused on keeping things normal, at least for Isabella. Morning pancakes. Cartoons. Tiny moments of laughter between all the tension. Roman tried too—he read her bedtime stories, even though his phone never stopped buzzing. But I could see the lines deepening on his face, the sleepless nights wearing him down.On the fourth morning, he disappeared into his office right after breakfast. No one was allowed in. The door stayed shut for hours, and every time I walked past, I co
Last Updated: 2025-11-05
Chapter: Chapter 48Steam clung to the glass walls of the bathroom, curling in soft waves as the shower hissed around me. The heat seeped into my skin, easing the ache in my shoulders. For a few minutes, I let myself breathe in silence. Just water, just warmth, just me.But it didn’t last.The moment I heard the door open behind me, my pulse leapt. Jaxon. His presence filled the space before he even touched me. He had a way of claiming air, of making it impossible to ignore him.“Elara,” his voice rumbled low, rough like he’d been holding it back.I didn’t turn around, but my body reacted instantly—goosebumps rose across my arms despite the heat.“Do you have to sneak in here?” I muttered, trying for casual.He chuckled, deep and warm, but when his hands slid around my waist, pressing my back to his chest, casual dissolved instantly.“You know I can’t stay away,” he whispered against my neck.I leaned into him before I could think better of it. The scent of him, the solid weight of his chest against me—i
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Chapter: Chapter 47I thought I had finally gotten used to Cyrus’s voice lingering like smoke in the back of my head. Even when he wasn’t speaking, even when my phone wasn’t buzzing with his late-night messages, I could feel him there. My mate bond had dulled but it hadn’t disappeared, and that was my curse.But nothing could have prepared me for the venom in his words tonight.“Come back to me or you will never see your Jaxon again.”I froze where I stood in the hallway. The phone was still warm in my hand, my knuckles white around it. For a long moment, all I could hear was the rushing in my ears and my own heartbeat, so fast it made me dizzy.Cyrus didn’t even sound like the boy I used to know. He didn’t sound like the Alpha heir who had once looked at me with something close to tenderness. No—his voice was sharp, almost gleeful in its cruelty, as though the thought of ripping me away from Jaxon amused him.“You’re bluffing,” I whispered, though my voice shook.His chuckle on the other end was low, de
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Chapter: Chapter 46Jaxon’s hand was still wrapped around my phone, his grip firm as though the buzzing device might slip away and betray us further if he let go. His eyes—sharp, stormy, and unbearably intense—burned into mine.“How does he know, Elara?” His voice was low, but the restraint in it was terrifying. “Tell me how Cyrus knows you’re pregnant.”The word pregnant hung in the air like an unspoken accusation, even though I knew Jaxon wasn’t angry about the baby. No, it was the fact that Cyrus had thrown it at him like a weapon, cutting straight through the fragile happiness we had started to build.My throat felt tight. “Jaxon, I…” I couldn’t finish. Every excuse sounded weak, every silence suspicious.He set the phone down on the table with a deliberate motion, like it might explode. The veins in his hand stood out, his jaw clenched so tightly it hurt
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Chapter: Chapter 45Jaxon noticed instantly, his eyes narrowing.“Why is he calling you this late?”I froze, staring at the phone as it buzzed across the table, the glow of Cyrus’s name on the screen almost blinding me. My pulse hammered so loud it drowned out the sound of everything else.I had no answer—at least, not one that wouldn’t shatter the fragile thread holding us together.And as the phone kept buzzing, Jaxon’s jaw tightened.“Elara,” he said, his voice low, almost dangerous. “Answer it. Put it on speaker.”I swallowed hard, my throat suddenly bone-dry. His tone left no room for excuses. No softness. Just raw demand, an Alpha testing the limits of my silence.“I…” My hand hovered over the phone. Every nerve screamed at me not to answer, but Jaxon’s eyes pinned me down. Those dark, stormy eyes that once made me feel safe now felt l
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Chapter: Chapter 44Jaxon turned back to me, his jaw tense, eyes dark with a storm I couldn’t quite read. He didn’t look angry—not exactly. It was something else.“Elara.” His voice was low, careful, as if testing the weight of my confession. “You should have told me sooner.”I pressed my lips together, staring down at the glowing city lights below us. “I wasn’t sure. I’m still not sure. I didn’t want to say anything until I knew for certain.”He ran a hand through his hair, pacing the narrow balcony once before stopping in front of me again. “But you’ve been feeling like this for a while, haven’t you?”I swallowed, guilt pricking at me. “A few weeks.”“A few weeks?” His tone rose, a mixture of disbelief and something sharper. “And you didn’t think I had the right to know?”The words stung, but I forced myself to hold his gaz
Last Updated: 2025-08-22
Chapter: Chapter 43The city glittered beneath us, a restless sea of lights that refused to sleep. The night air was cool, the kind that licked against bare skin and raised goosebumps, but Jaxon’s warmth pressed into me from behind, anchoring me against the balcony railing.“Are you cold?” he murmured into my hair, his breath sliding down my neck.I shook my head, though I shivered anyway. Not from the chill—but from him. The way his hands curved possessively around my waist, the way his chest rose and fell against my back like he couldn’t get close enough.“I shouldn’t want this right now,” I whispered, my voice catching, “not when everything else is falling apart.”“You think too much,” Jaxon countered, his lips brushing over the shell of my ear. “Sometimes you just… feel.”My breath hitched when his mouth found the tender spot at my
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Chapter: Chapter 7 – RunI didn’t think. I just ran.The moment Lucien said that word, something inside me snapped loose. The bench, the park, the rain—all blurred into streaks of silver and black. My shoes slapped against wet pavement as I bolted toward the far exit, heart hammering so loud I thought it might give me away.Behind me, a gunshot cracked. I ducked on instinct, the sound splitting the night like it meant to tear me apart. Someone shouted my name—Lucien’s voice—but I couldn’t stop. Not now. Not when every light and shadow could hide a bullet.I turned a corner too fast and nearly slipped. My hands hit cold concrete as I caught myself, palms burning. My lungs screamed. I stumbled forward again, weaving through narrow streets where the rain fell harder, washing away everything except fear.Another shot echoed. Then another.“Lucien!” I called out before I could stop myself. My voice bounced off brick walls and died somewhere I couldn’t reach.I ducked behind a dumpster and crouched, chest heaving.
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Chapter: Chapter 6 – Blood and ConfessionThe shots kept coming like bad thunder. I felt them in my bones more than I heard them: sharp, random, terrifying. Lucien moved like he was made of practiced danger—taking positions, checking corners, barking one-word orders I couldn’t always follow. I wanted to argue, to scream, to ask why my life had turned into a war movie, but my mouth kept dry and small. So I listened.He dragged me toward the back of the house where the kitchen opened into a narrow yard. “Through there,” he said, voice clipped. “Wall, then alley. Move.” His hand found my elbow and pushed. He was steady in a way that made me want to trust him stupidly, wholly.We climbed over a low brick divider and I scraped my shin. “Ow!” I hissed. He didn’t look back. “Shut up and climb,” he ordered, but there was a laugh in it—more relief than cruelty. Maybe he was laughing at the absurdity of me actually doing it.We hit the alley and ran until our lungs burned. The rain had turned everything into reflections, so every stree
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Chapter: The Real Mrs. ValeThe door creaked open before I could even process what he’d said.She stood there like she owned the rain.Tall, flawless, wrapped in a black coat that looked more expensive than my rent. Her dark hair was sleek, not a drop of water on it, and her red lips curved into a smile that made my stomach twist.Lucien froze, gun still in his hand, but she didn’t even flinch.“Still aiming at me, darling?” she said softly. “You always were dramatic.”Her voice was silk and poison at once.Lucien’s jaw tightened. “You shouldn’t be here.”“Neither should you,” she said, her eyes sliding to me. “And who’s this?”Her gaze ran over me like a knife. I could feel the judgment in every second of her silence.Lucien stepped between us slightly. “She’s no one.”That word stung more than the rain ever could.“No one?” she repeated, pretending to look amused. “That’s funny. You don’t usually bring ‘no one’ to your safehouses.”I crossed my arms, trying to steady my voice. “Who are you exactly?”She smiled
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Chapter: The Wife He Never ChoseI didn’t stop running until my lungs burned. Rain soaked every inch of me, blurring the streets, the lights, the world. I didn’t even know where I was anymore—somewhere between panic and disbelief.Lucien had been shot. The sound wouldn’t leave my head. I wanted to turn back, but my legs wouldn’t listen. They just kept moving.When I finally collapsed under an awning, my breath came out in ragged gasps. I pressed my hand to my mouth, trying not to cry. The envelope was still clutched in my hand, soaked but intact. I didn’t even know why I was holding onto it anymore—only that he told me to.Then headlights cut through the street. A black SUV slowed at the corner. My body froze. Not again.Before I could move, someone grabbed my arm from behind. I spun, ready to scream, but a familiar voice rasped, “Quiet.”I almost didn’t believe it. Lucien stood there, drenched, pale, one arm pressed to his side.“You’re alive,” I whispered.“Barely.”He pushed me back into the shadows as the SUV rol
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Chapter: Gunfire and ShadowsDarkness swallowed everything.The bulb fizzled out with a hiss, leaving only the sound of rain dripping through cracks in the ceiling. My heart pounded so hard I could feel it in my throat.“Vale,” the voice called again, closer this time. “Come out, and maybe I’ll let the girl live.”Girl. That was me. Great.I tried not to breathe too loud. The man—Vale, apparently—moved in front of me, silent, weapon raised. He wasn’t panicking. Not like I was. He was… steady, like he’d done this before.He crouched beside me and whispered, “Stay low.”“I can’t see anything.”“You don’t need to. Just listen.”My fingers clenched around the envelope I was still holding. The footsteps outside grew heavier, slower, like whoever was there was taking their time. Enjoying it.I whispered, “Who is that?”He didn’t answer, only motioned toward the far corner of the room. I started crawling toward it, careful not to make a sound. The floor creaked anyway, betraying me.The door swung open.Gunfire erupted—
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Chapter: RunI didn’t think. I just ran.The hallway blurred around me as my bare feet hit the cold floor. Behind me, I heard him shout something, but adrenaline drowned everything out. I bolted for the stairwell, skipping the elevator entirely. My heart pounded so loud it felt like it was trying to escape my chest.The moment I reached the stairs, a hand grabbed my arm. I screamed, twisting hard, but he was faster—stronger. His grip burned against my skin.“Let go!” I yelled, jerking away.“Stop moving,” he said, voice low, urgent. “If you want to live, you’ll listen.”That made me freeze.He looked at me—sharp eyes, expression tight, like someone who didn’t have time for questions. His other hand reached into his coat, and I took a step back, panic flaring again.“Please,” I whispered. “Don’t hurt me. I don’t know who you are.”He pulled something out—a badge. Not police. Something else. Dark metal, no words, just a symbol.“Someone switched our bags,” I said quickly, words tumbling out. “I didn
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Chapter: Chapter 10 – The Accidental TouchThe morning passes in a blur after Emily’s small voice shattered the fight. I’d plastered on a smile, crouched down, and reassured her everything was fine. Liam mumbled something about “grown-up disagreements,” and she seemed satisfied enough to scamper off with her rabbit.But me? I wasn’t fine. Not even close.His words echo in my head like a bad song: You deserve better than that stage.It should’ve made me furious. It did. But buried inside the anger was something else—something dangerous. Because if I peeled away the judgment, the arrogance, the presumption… there was care. Care I wasn’t sure I wanted from him.I spend most of the day in my room, fiddling with makeup brushes, reorganizing my jewelry, even re-glittering a pair of heels that lost some shine. Anything to avoid running into him. But the universe loves irony, and apparently so does fate,
Last Updated: 2025-08-21
Chapter: Chapter 9 – Judgment and DefensivenessMorning sunlight creeps across the ceiling when I open my eyes. My head feels heavy, but not because of work—because of Liam. Or more specifically, because of the way Liam looked at me last night.Like he didn’t want to look. Like he couldn’t stop.That flicker in his eyes has been replaying in my brain like a song stuck on repeat, and I hate it. Because the last thing I need is to wonder what my grumpy, judgmental, emotionally constipated roommate thinks of me.Dragging myself out of bed, I tie my hair into a messy bun and pull on a loose T-shirt with shorts. I don’t exactly feel like strutting around in rhinestones when Liam Carter already caught me looking like a walking disco ball.When I walk downstairs, he’s in the kitchen. Of course. Standing there like some kind of domestic ad, pouring black coffee into a mug, all tall and broad in a navy shirt that clings way too well to his sho
Last Updated: 2025-08-20
Chapter: Chapter 8 – Unwanted CuriosityBy the time my shift ends at Club Mirage, it’s close to two in the morning, and my feet are screaming at me in languages I didn’t even know they spoke. High heels are glamorous until you’ve been wearing them for six hours, spinning, twirling, strutting, smiling at strangers while pretending you don’t feel the dull ache of loneliness at the pit of your stomach.But the music, the lights, the way the crowd cheers—it always covers it up, at least until the show is over.I swipe off the glittery lip gloss in the dressing room, but I’m still in my stage outfit when I leave. My regular clothes are stuffed in my duffel bag, but honestly, I didn’t have the energy to change. Sequined shorts and a cropped top with rhinestones across the neckline aren’t exactly subtle, but they’re also not the worst thing I’ve ever walked home in.The Uber drops me off in front of Liam’s ho
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Chapter: Chapter 7 – Clash in the KitchenI’m not saying my cooking style is messy… but if the Food Network ever needed a show called “Cooking in Controlled Chaos,” I’d be their girl.The kitchen smells amazing—garlic sizzling in butter, onions softening, pasta boiling away—and also looks like a rainbow exploded in it. Cutting boards with half-chopped vegetables, a smear of tomato sauce on the counter, an open bag of shredded cheese leaning against a box of crackers that I may or may not have been snacking on mid-recipe.Emily sits at the counter, swinging her legs and grinning like this is the most fun she’s had all week. “Can I stir again?”“Absolutely,” I say, handing her the spoon. “You’re the official sauce queen.”She dips it into the pan, stirring carefully while I grab a handful of fresh basil and start tearing it over the pot. Leaves scatter across the stovetop, some fluttering to the floor. Oops.That’s when Liam walks in.He stops dead in the doorway, eyes scanning the ro
Last Updated: 2025-08-19
Chapter: Chapter 6 – Talking to His DaughterWhen I first walked through Liam Carter’s front door days ago, drenched from the rain and juggling my overnight bag, I noticed her right away—big brown eyes peeking around the corner of the hallway, like she’d been waiting for me.Emily.She didn’t hide. Didn’t mumble. Didn’t need coaxing.“You’re Zara,” she said, voice clear and sure. “Daddy told me you dance.”I’d smiled, instantly charmed. “That’s me. I also make the best hot chocolate in the world. True fact.”Her eyes lit up. “Better than Starbucks?”“Way better,” I whispered like it was classified information.From that first moment, it was like we’d known each other forever.Now, a few days in, Liam looks vaguely irritated every time he sees us together. Which is perfect, because this afternoon we’re sitting on the living room floor building the world’s tallest Lego tower while he’s trying to read something boring at the dining table.“Careful,” I tell Emily, hand
Last Updated: 2025-08-19
Chapter: Chapter 5 – Second Morning ClashI don’t usually consider myself a morning person, but if I’m awake, I want the morning to be alive. Music, coffee, maybe a little dancing around in my pajamas—nothing crazy, just… not dead silence.The thing about Liam Carter’s house? It feels like a library. Even the floorboards seem to creak politely.So, at eight-thirty, after a long hot shower and a caffeine kick from the extra-strong coffee he left in the pot, I decide it’s time to add a little life to the place. I pull up my playlist—bright, poppy, perfect—and crank the volume on my phone’s speaker.It’s not ear-splitting, but it’s definitely not background noise either. I’m halfway through making scrambled eggs, dancing barefoot in front of the stove, when I hear it—the heavy tread of footsteps coming down the hall.A moment later, Liam appears in the kitchen doorway, hair mussed, T-shirt rumpled, and eyes narrowed like I’ve just committed a federal crime.“Is this some kind of test?” he asks, voice low but sharp.I grin, flipp
Last Updated: 2025-08-18
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