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My Stepbrother Substitute Bride

My Stepbrother Substitute Bride

Ivory Finn has been in love with her boss, Axel Riggs, for five years—from the moment she spotted him in college. She worked hard to get near him, and soon became his secretary. Her heart never had anyone else. So, when he offered her a contract marriage in exchange for paying for her mother's surgery, Ivory eagerly agreed. But she had forgotten something: Axel Riggs does not love, and even if he did, she would never be the one his heart craves. For two years, she did everything to make him fall in love, but nothing she did won his heart. However, after two years of heartbreak, he finally let her go. But Ivory never told him she was carrying his heir, and he had just sent them away. Three years later, she returns as a different person—a woman who owns multiple firms. She only wants to take care of her mother and daughters, but what happens when her mother falls in love, and the man she falls in love with turns out to be the father of her ex-husband? Can Ivory resist his alluring charms, or will she ruin her mother's happiness due to her ex-husband's—now turned stepbrother's—relentless pursuit?
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Chapter: The truth he refused to let go
“You’re my wife… aren’t you?” Axel said again, his voice lower this time.Irony slowly turned to face him.Her expression was cold.“You must be either drunk or mad because..”“You’re not… Ivory Riggs?” he cut in.She let out a small laugh.“Ivory Riggs?” she repeated, amused. “You must be joking. Like I said, I know nothing about you. You’re just my co-CEO.”“Co-CEO?” His brows furrowed. “What about our contract marriage? What about our kids?”She laughed harder this time.Sharp Almost mocking.Kids he plan to kill!!...kid he Abaddon “Our kids?” she said. “You really are funny. Ha ha ha”Axel stared at her, confusion flickering across his face.Did I get it wrong…?This is irony This is my wife!.“No,” she continued, her voice turning colder. “Maybe I look like your dead wife or whatever, but I’m not her. And trust me…”Her eyes met his, filled with quiet fire.“I could never be your wife.”Axel’s jaw tightened.She’s lying…Or worse..She’s hiding and pretending.“Then I’ll do a
Last Updated: 2026-04-12
Chapter: The Bride He Couldn't Recognize
He froze. Is she… my Irony? he whispered under his breath. His jaw tightened.Why is she pretending not to be my wife?Memories flooded his mindThe way she slapped him so hard when he hugged her…The way she pushed him away whenever he tried to get close.His chest tightened.Did I hurt her that much?.He didn’t know. He never knew.But now, He finally understood something.His lover…Had died. And now she was back. But not the same.She came back with a different motive. His eyes darkened.Does she think I would hurt our children?His fists clenched.He wished he could get into her mind Read her thoughts and understand her.Slowly, he stood up and walked toward the bathroom.He pulled the black towel from his body, revealing his strong, sculpted frame.Then stepped into the tub. The water ran over him as he soaked himself completely...Until he had to gasp for air.“You both should take care, okay? I love you…” Irony said softly before ending the call.She turned around Axel
Last Updated: 2026-04-12
Chapter: The father they never knew
Axel stood there, hand in his pocket, his gaze sharp, unreadable.Irony’s eyes met his, a flicker of tension passing between them.“Dad…” Esme’s voice rang out again, small but determined. She ran toward him.Irony clutched her shirt tightly, managing to escape just enough to step forward.“Come back here, .esme” she started, but Esme didn’t listen.The little girl ran full speed and leapt into Axel’s arms, wrapping herself around his leg, her face buried against his knee.“Daddy…” she whispered.“She is not your daddy,” Irony said quickly, her voice firm.Axel bent down, squatting to Esme’s height, and lifted her gently into a hug. His hands were strong yet comforting, holding her as if he had been meant to protect her all along.“Daddy…” Esme repeated, her voice soft but pleading.He ran his fingers through her hair, brushing her back with tender patience. Irony watched, feeling a strange mix of anger, awe, and something she didn’t dare name.Esme lifted her head, her small eyes gli
Last Updated: 2026-04-06
Chapter: Daddy
“Uhm… I...” she stammered, her voice failing her.Her throat felt tight. “I wasn’t staring,” she added quickly, though the words came out softer than she intended. Axel didn’t respond immediately. Instead, he took a slow step closer.The air shifted.Her heartbeat quickened. “What exactly were you looking at, then?” he asked, his voice low, almost dangerous.She opened her mouth to reply....But before she could say anything “Mommy!”A small voice broke the tension.Both of them turned instantly.Esme came running into view, her little face dull . “…Daddy!”The word hung in the air like a shockwave. Irony froze While Axel stiffenedFor a split second No one moved.Then both adults coughed awkwardly, stepping away from each other.Irony quickly bent down, pulling Esme into her arms. “No, sweetheart,” she said gently, forcing a smile. “He’s not your dad…”Her voice softened.
Last Updated: 2026-04-06
Chapter: My worst nightmare
“Irony…” her mother called, her voice edged with quiet displeasure.Irony turned slowly, her gaze lifting to meet his.For a moment, the world stilled.His eyes confused, searching locked onto hers as if trying to pull a memory from her soul. There was something unsettling about the way he looked at her. Not just recognitions but something deeper. Something broken. “It’s okay… I’m sorry, Miss Irony, for my behavior,” he said, his voice low, controlled but strained beneath the surface. Irony said nothing.Her fingers curled slightly at her sides. Maybe… she wasn’t the person he thought she was.Or maybe it was a double gangger Or He was seeing a ghost.Because whoever this “Irony” was to him… she clearly wasn’t someone who would slap him. The irony he knows would have hug him instead. Maybe… his Irony is dead. “I mistook you for someone else,” he added, clearing his throat as if trying to erase the tensio
Last Updated: 2026-04-06
Chapter: Chapter Five: Collision of Worlds
"Have you been taking your medicine?"Mother's worried voice startled Ivory. She flinched, only regaining her thoughts when she saw her worried face. "Ivory, are you okay?"She didn't meet her gaze. "I-I am fine, just a little tired from the flight."She didn't look convinced. Mother went to the refrigerator and brought out a glass of water. Ivory reckoned she must have followed her after noticing her shakiness."I am not having another episode," she grumbled as Mother handed her the water."You look worse than that. Did you get hit by a trailer or were you mauled by a dying carcass?" Her brows puckered. "You look very ugly.""Mother!" Ivory chided, quickly bringing out the mirror to check her face. Her heart was beating loudly from anxiety. Did she get uglier?"Relax, I am just saying that your expression looks ugly. My precious is the most beautiful woman in all of America."Despite her reassurance, Ivory still quickly checked herself in the mirror. Her face was entirely different t
Last Updated: 2025-12-23
Unholy December

Unholy December

They called him Father. She called him forbidden. Ayana Marcus thought coming home for Christmas would be simple—a few weeks of family dinners, church services, and small-town nostalgia before returning to her real life in Boston. She didn't expect him. Father Nelson has been her father's best friend for two decades. A priest. A pillar of their tight-knit community. A man who's supposed to be untouchable, unshakeable, holy. But when Ayana returns after four years away—no longer the sheltered girl who left, but a woman who knows her own mind—everything changes. One look across her family's dinner table, and she sees it: the way his dark eyes linger a second too long, the tension in his jaw when she speaks, the white-knuckled grip on his glass when she laughs. Father Nelson isn't just her father's friend anymore. He's a man on the edge of breaking. One stolen kiss beneath the mistletoe shatters two decades of self-control. What begins as a single moment of weakness spirals into a secret affair that threatens to destroy everything—his priesthood, her family, their souls. He tells himself he's corrupting her. She knows she's awakening him. In the cold December nights, between whispered prayers and desperate touches, they discover that some sins taste like salvation. That the line between worship and desire is thinner than either imagined. That love—even forbidden, impossible, unholy love—can be the most sacred thing of all. But in a town where secrets don't stay buried and the church sees everything, their passion will cost them more than they ever imagined. He's twice her age. Her father's best friend. A man of God. She's everything he's denied himself for twenty years. And this December, they'll learn that some gifts are too dangerous to unwrap… But impossible to resist.
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Chapter: Chapter Sixten: Fqllout
Ayana didn't go home that night. She texted her mother at midnight: *Staying at Catherine's. Don't wait up.* A lie, but one more wouldn't make a difference now. She was in Nelson's bed, wrapped around him while he stared at the ceiling, unable to sleep or cry or do anything except exist in the horrible aftermath. "He hates me," Nelson said for the hundredth time. "He's hurt. That's different." "Is it?" He turned his head, looked at her with eyes that had aged a decade in three hours. "Twenty years of friendship is gone Ayana. Because I couldn't keep my hands off his daughter." "Stop." She pressed her fingers to his lips. "Stop making this sound sordid. What we have—it's not dirty or wrong. It's just... inconvenient." He almost smiled. Almost. Her phone buzzed. Catherine: *Mom knows you're not here. She called me. I covered but she's suspicious. Dad came home an hour ago and locked himself in his study. What the hell happened?* Ayana: We told him. It went as badly as you'd imag
Last Updated: 2026-01-04
Chapter: Chapter Fifteen: Confession
Pastor Marcus walked into Nelson's living room with a warm smile and open arms, completely unaware he was about to have his heart ripped out."Nelson, good to see you." He shook Nelson's hand, then noticed Ayana. His smile widened. "Ana? I didn't know you'd be here.""I asked her to come," Nelson said, his voice already strained. "What I need to discuss involves her."Something in Nelson's tone made her father's smile falter. He looked between them, seeing for the first time the tension, the fear, the guilt written on both their faces."What's going on?" Marcus sat slowly on the couch. "Is this about the centre? or The Garrett situation?""No." Nelson remained standing, couldn't seem to make himself sit. "It's about...; Marcus, there's no easy way to say this.""Then just say it." Her father's pastor voice emerged, the one he used when someone was about to confess something terrible.Ayana stepped closer to Nelson. Their hands found each other, fingers intertwining. Her father's eyes
Last Updated: 2025-12-29
Chapter: Chapter Fourteen: The Day of Reckoning
It's Friday morning Ayana barely slept. Every time she closed her eyes, she saw her father's face showcasing betrayal and his betrayal hardening into rage. She'd rehearsed what to say a hundred times, but still none of it sounded right.Dad, I'm in love with Nelson.Dad, Nelson, and I are together.Dad, please don't hate us.Nothing seems rightShe dragged herself downstairs at seven, and she found her father in the kitchen making pancakes—his Saturday tradition, even though it was Friday. He hummed an old hymn, completely at peace with the world.God, this was going to destroy him."Morning, sweetheart." He smiled, gestured with the spatula. "Hungry? Made your favourite blueberry."Her stomach twisted. "Maybe just toast.""You feeling okay? You look pale.""Didn't sleep well." The truth, at least partially.Her father flipped a pancake with practised ease. "I'm not surprised. This whole situation with Thomas has everyone on edge, but I have faith it'll work out. Truth always wins in
Last Updated: 2025-12-15
Chapter: Chapter Thirteen: Calculated Risks
It's Thursday, but still, there were no reliefAyana spent the morning helping her mother prepare for the church's holiday outreach program, all while fielding passive-aggressive comments about loyalty, discretion, and the importance of supporting long-standing community members. "People are talking," her mother said, arranging donation boxes with sharp precision. "Saying you've been spending quite a bit of time at the centre and that you're very... invested in Nelson's welfare.""I volunteer there. Of course, I care about what happens.""There's caring, and there's.. Hmmm." Her mother paused, choosing her words carefully. "Appearing too involved. You're a young, single woman, and He's an older, unmarried man. People make assumptions, my darling."Ayana's heart hammered. "What kind of assumptions, mother?""The kind that damages reputations." Her mother's voice was sharp. "I'm just saying–be mindful of how things look for both your sakes."Before Ayana could respond, Catherine burst
Last Updated: 2025-12-10
Chapter: Chapter Twelve: Fallout
Ayana woke to her mother's tense voice drifting up from the kitchen, and the phone pressed to her ear. "Yes, I understand people are upset, but Nelson wouldn't lie about something like this. He's the most honest man I know."A pause. Then, sharper: "Thomas Garrett has been your friend for thirty years, I understand that. But if the evidence is real—and the lawyers seem to think it is—then our loyalty should be to the truth, not to protecting reputations."Ayana dressed quickly, descended the stairs to find her mother at the kitchen table, coffee untouched, Bible open but unread. The phone sat beside her like a weapon."Morning," Ayana said carefully."Morning." Her mother looked up, exhaustion evident in the lines around her eyes. "That was the fourth call this morning. People demanding your father take a stand, either supporting Nelson or condemning him. Half the church wants Nelson's head. The other half wants Thomas Garrett arrested immediately.""What does Dad think?""Your father
Last Updated: 2025-11-29
Chapter: Chapter Eleven: Corruption Exposed
Tuesday morning arrived with the weight of consequences.Ayana sat in the community centre's main room, helping a fifth-grader with fractions, trying to focus on anything except the closed-door meeting happening in the conference room. Nelson, Dr. Hayes, the board chair, and two lawyers had been in there for ninety minutes. Through the frosted glass, she could see shadows moving, gestures sharp with tension.He was doing it. Exposing Thomas Garrett. Blowing up his own careful world in the name of integrity.God, she loved him."Miss Ayana?" The student tugged her sleeve. "You're not listening.""Sorry, Marcus. You're right. Let's try this problem again."But her attention kept drifting to that conference room door. To the storm about to break.At eleven o'clock, the door opened. The lawyers emerged first, expressions grim and professional. Then the board chair—Mrs. Chen, a retired teacher with steel in her spine. Then Dr. Hayes, looking older and sadder. Finally, Nelson, his face carv
Last Updated: 2025-11-29
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