Goodbye, Mr. Wrong: The Heiress Returns
Blurb
She wanted love. She wanted freedom.
But what she got instead was heartbreak in its cruelest form.
This is Alessia Marino’s story.
Born into a ruthless mafia family, Alessia was suffocating under their rules and expectations. All she ever wanted was a life that was hers—to love freely, to breathe without fear. So she ran. She changed her name to Sienna Johnson, determined to start over and live like a normal woman.
And for a while, she thought she’d found it all.
A devoted husband, Gabriel.
A sweet four-year-old daughter they’d adopted.
And a best friend, Sylvia, who felt like the sister she never had.
But paradise shattered in an instant.
The truth hit her like a knife to the chest—Sylvia and Gabriel had been lovers all along, and the little girl she adored wasn’t adopted at all… she was theirs.
Broken. Betrayed. Shattered beyond repair.
But fate wasn’t done with her yet.
When Desmond Blackwell, Gabriel’s powerful rival, offers her a chance at revenge, Alessia takes it without hesitation. Together, they plot to destroy the man who destroyed her. But the deeper she gets, the harder it becomes to ignore the pull she feels toward Desmond—dark, magnetic, and dangerous.
And when the truth about who Desmond really is begins to unravel, Alessia realizes she might be walking straight into a trap… one that could cost her not just her heart, but her life.
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Chapter: Hidden TreasuresDesmond’s POVHe asked me to stay behind, saying there was something he wanted to show me.I agreed without thinking much of it. At the time, it didn’t feel important. Yes, I was invested—curious, even—but I treated everything lightly, like none of it truly mattered. Like I could walk away whenever I wanted. That illusion didn’t last long. With each passing day, whatever this was started digging its claws into me, tightening its grip until I couldn’t tell when indifference turned into obsession.I stepped out of the guest room, my footsteps echoing faintly down the marble hallway. There were other rooms I could’ve stayed in—larger, more private, probably better—but I had chosen the guest room deliberately. It felt neutral. Temporary. Like a reminder that I didn’t belong here, no matter how much blood tied me to this place.My throat was dry, painfully so, and I headed toward the kitchen to get water. The house was unusually quiet. No maids in sight, no murmured conversations, no soft
Last Updated: 2025-12-23
Chapter: ClosureDesmond’s POVThe fire came out of nowhere.One second my father was calm—measured, almost reflective—and the next his voice cracked through the room like a whip, sharp enough to make the walls feel thinner.“She is Matteo’s daughter.”The words landed heavy, final. I stopped pacing.“What?” I turned fully toward him. “That’s not possible.”He watched me closely, as if gauging how much damage the truth had already done. “Sit down, Desmond,” he said. “If I’m going to tell you this story, I need you to hear it properly.”Reluctantly, I sat.He exhaled slowly, like a man opening a door he’d kept bolted shut for decades. “I met Alessia,” he paused then looked at me his eyes still cold “….or Sienna’s father in high school. Long before money. Before power. Before enemies.”I frowned. “You never mentioned him.”“There was no reason to,” he replied flatly. “Back then, I was just an American kid with Italian parents who took me in. They gave me their name, their home, and eventually, their bu
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Chapter: Set In MotionThe call came before dawn, cutting through my sleep like a blade.I stared at my phone for a long second, the screen glowing insistently on the bedside table, my father’s name flashing like a warning. He never called this early unless it mattered. Or unless something was about to go very wrong.“Desmond,” he said the moment I answered, his voice brisk, controlled. Too controlled. “I need to see you. Immediately.”I sat up, the sheets slipping down my waist, my chest already tight. “Is everything okay?”A pause. Just a breath too long. “We’ll talk when you get here. I’m in Italy. My estate outside Milan.”The line went dead before I could ask another question.I stayed there for a while, phone still pressed to my ear, listening to nothing. The silence felt heavy, oppressive, like it was pressing down on my ribs. I swung my legs off the bed and rubbed my face with both hands.Italy.Of all places.My first instinct was to call Sienna. The thought of her face—sleep-soft, eyes still heavy
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Chapter: Lethal ExpectationDesmond’s POVI shouldn’t have agreed.The realization hit halfway through the drive back to the mansion, Isabella’s fingers loosely intertwined with mine, her presence warm and undeniably real—and still, painfully wrong. The city lights streaked past the window, neon reflections bleeding into one another, but my mind refused to settle. It was like I’d brought the noise with me from the club, lodged it somewhere deep in my chest.Isabella hummed softly beside me, a lazy, content sound. “You went quiet,” she said, tilting her head to study my face. “That’s not usually a good sign.”“Just thinking,” I replied.“About work?” she asked lightly.I didn’t answer immediately. Because if I did, I’d lie. And for once, I was too tired to pretend. “About things I shouldn’t be thinking about tonight.”Her lips curved into a knowing smile. “Then you’re doing tonight wrong.”I almost laughed. Almost. Instead, I tightened my grip on the steering wheel and pulled into the driveway. The gates recogniz
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Chapter: Strange ThingDesmond’s POVGuilt was a strange thing.It didn’t announce itself. It didn’t arrive loudly or all at once. It crept in quietly, settling somewhere between my ribs, heavy and persistent, like it had been waiting for the right moment to surface.The drive back to the mansion was silent except for the low hum of the engine and the city rushing past us in streaks of light. Sebastian sat in the passenger seat, one elbow resting against the door, eyes fixed on the road ahead like he was giving me space on purpose.I hated that he knew me well enough to do that.“She’s serious,” I said eventually, breaking the silence.Sebastian glanced at me. “About leaving?”“About everything,” I replied. “The plan. The boundaries. Taking the kids and walking away once it’s done.”He nodded slowly. “She’s always been honest with you. Brutally so. Except what you actually want to hear.”“That’s not what this is about,” I muttered.“Then what is it about?”I tightened my grip on the steering wheel. “I don’t
Last Updated: 2025-12-19
Chapter: Boundaries Sienna’s POVHe stared at me like the words had physically struck him.For a second, Desmond didn’t move. Didn’t blink. His mouth parted slightly, like he was trying to catch something that had slipped past him too fast to understand.“Sienna,” he said slowly. “Why would you say that?”There was genuine shock in his eyes. Not anger. Not defensiveness. Shock—like the idea had never once crossed his mind that I could be the one to loosen my grip first.I swallowed, my throat tight. “Because it needed to be said.”He took a step toward me. Instinctively, I braced myself, even though a part of me still knew that when Desmond moved closer, it wasn’t to hurt. Still, tonight, closeness felt dangerous.“I never planned on backing out,” he said quietly. “Not like this. Not now. Not while we haven’t accomplished our plans, not even half.”“I know,” I replied, though the words felt thin. “That’s what makes this harder.”He shook his head once, frustration rippling through his usually controlled
Last Updated: 2025-12-18
Sold For Revenge: Claimed by the Lycan King
Nineteen-year-old Alyra Stevens thought finding her mate would save her from a lifetime of pain. After years of cruelty under her stepmother’s roof, Liam, the charming heir to the Silver Moon Pack, was her light.
He was her promise of freedom.
Until the night she found him standing over a dead maiden’s body.
To protect the man she loved, Alyra took the blame. But instead of saving her, Liam betrayed her, sending her to Red Mountain: the cursed domain of Viktor Draven, the Lycan King feared even by the gods.
Viktor was the monster every child grew up hearing about: merciless, cursed, and desperate. For years, he had hunted maidens from every supernatural realm, sacrificing them one by one in hopes of resurrecting his long-dead Luna. Alyra was meant to be the last—the one who would finally end the curse.
But the moment he touched her, something shifted. Her scent stirred the beast in him. Her defiance set his blood on fire. She was not a sacrifice.
She was temptation itself.
Now Viktor faces the cruelest choice of all:
to kill the woman fate sent to destroy him… or to defy destiny and watch his kingdom burn.
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Chapter: The Alpha’s CallALYRA I thought my nineteen years on earth were finally over. Flat on the cold ground, wrists tied, dust in my mouth, I could barely breathe. The guard in front of me raised a silver blade—the kind used for traitors, rogues, and unlucky omegas like me. My heart thudded so hard it drowned out every other sound. I shut my eyes, waiting for the slice, the pain, the nothingness— “Stop!” The word hit like thunder. Everything froze. Even the air seemed to pause. I felt the weight of power roll across the courtyard before I saw him. Then a shadow fell over me, blotting out the light. He stepped between me and the guard in one smooth motion, his hand wrapping around the man’s wrist. The silver blade slipped from his grip and clattered to the ground. “I said stop.” His voice was low and dangerous, the kind that didn’t need to shout to command fear. From where I lay, I could only see his back—broad shoulders, muscle shifting beneath black leather. When he turned, his green eyes met
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Chapter: Get Her Out of There VIKTOR “Please!” I screamed, my knees slamming into the stone as the blade hovered above the baby’s neck. The cold metal shook, trembling with the weight of death. The baby’s shrill cry tore through the air, slicing me open from the inside. My heir. My blood. “Stop,” I choked, my voice breaking. “Please.” But my pleas were denied. The sword came down with a sickening thump against her tiny neck. Blood sprayed warm across my hands. The taste of iron filled my mouth as I screamed again. And again. And again. “Viktor!” she cried. My mate. My life. Her bright blue eyes locked with mine. “Please.” Her voice cracked with despair, begging for mercy I could not give. The blade struck her next. I watched her body collapse, the light in her eyes fading as the bond between us ripped apart. Pain surged through my chest, searing my veins, tearing through bone and flesh until it felt like I was being split in half. I woke with a scream lodged in my throat, tears stinging my eyes, and I wipe
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Chapter: My End ALYRAI never thought betrayal could hurt worse than death. That was before the day I was escorted to the Red Mountain. Four nights. That’s how long the journey took. Four nights of silence, sleeplessness, and the steady march of palace guards who refused to look at me. I cried until my tears ran dry. My feet blistered, my heart cracked a little more with every step. I was walking straight into my own execution, and everyone knew it except me. When the guards finally stopped, I expected relief. It never came. “This is where we turn back,” the leader said, his voice clipped and hollow. The air around him was colder than the mist curling around the mountain trail. They left me standing alone. The fog was so thick I could barely make out my own hands, yet something enormous loomed ahead. I sensed the palace before I even saw it—a pulse in the air, like a heartbeat alive within the stone. My legs ached, but I kept moving forward. As I got closer, the structure took shape: g
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Chapter: Sent to the Red Mountain ALYRA Tears blurred my vision as I stared at Liam. The man I once believed would give me the world now looked like a stranger. His eyes were hollow, his jaw clenched, with no trace of the warmth I used to know. How could he change so completely? How could love turn this cruel? Meira, my wolf, snarled inside me, her fury pressing against the walls of my chest. ‘He betrayed us, Alyra. Let me out.’ I swallowed hard, forcing her back. No… not now. If we lose control, they’ll think we’ve gone mad. My mind drifted back… TEN FULL MOONS AGO The packhouse was alive with celebration. Our warriors had returned safely from war; the air was thick with the smell of roasted meat and the sound of laughter. But my joy had nothing to do with victory. It was because of Liam. My mate. My soon-to-be Alpha. In a few days, he would complete his Alpha training, and I would finally become his Luna. I could still remember how light I felt that morning, humming to myself as I prepared a small meal.
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Chapter: Trial Day ALYRA Today was supposed to be my end. I’d been counting the moons. Ten full moons since the night my world cracked open and swallowed me whole. Ten moons since the dungeon became my cage, since the people who once called me daughter and sister started calling me murderer. Ten moons of chains biting into my wrists, of damp stone pressing on my skin, of guards spitting at me like I was filth. Today, finally, it was supposed to end. “Out.” The bark of the dungeon guard tore through the silence. His voice always sounded like gravel dragged across stone. The iron keys at his hip rattled as he stomped to the bars and slammed the door open. His eyes burned with the same hatred I’d seen every day for months. I smiled at him. He blinked like I’d spat in his face. “You’re insane.” Maybe I was. Who else smiles on the day of their trial? Who grins when the whole pack believes she slaughtered her own sister? The iron gate screeched as he yanked me out of my cell. The sound knifed down my
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