Married To My Fiancé's Enemy
âTo escape a monster, she ran straight into the arms of a devil.â
Lila Vance was a debt payment. Wrapped in fifty thousand dollars of French lace, she was minutes away from marrying Marcus Thorneâa man who whispered that she was nothing more than his "property."
But Lila refused to be broken.
With a ripped dress and a heart full of terror, she bolts from the altar and into the private elevator of the Grand Imperial Hotel. When the doors open, she finds herself in the lionâs den: the penthouse of Adrian Sterling, her fiancĂ©âs most lethal rival.
Adrian is a man carved from shadows and sin, a billionaire "Shark" who destroys legacies for sport. When Marcus comes to claim his prize, Adrian offers Lila a choice: go back to the man who will break you, or sign a one-year marriage contract with the man who will own you.
As the line between their fake vows and real desire begins to blur, Lila must face a terrifying truth: Adrian Sterling didn't save her out of mercy. He saved her because she is the final piece in a game of revenge heâs been playing for years.
In a game of power, who will be the first to break?
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Chapter: Chapter 3: The Gilded DebutThe penthouse was silent, Adrian had left ten minutes ago. Lila sat in the center of the massive, rumpled bed, clutching the sheets to her chest. She was naked, vulnerable, and legally bound to a man who treated empires like chessboards. The memory of Marcusâs faceâpurple with rage, eyes bulging as he stared at Adrianâs signature on the contractâwas the only thing keeping the chill at bay. Adrian hadn't just saved her; he had weaponized her. Her phone, rescued from the depths of her discarded wedding dress, buzzed violently on the nightstand. The caller ID flashed a name that brought the first real breath of air to Lilaâs lungs: Sophie. Lila swiped her thumb across the screen, and the face of her best friend exploded into view. Sophie was in her apartment, her blonde hair a chaotic mess, clutching a wine glass as if it were a holy relic. "Lila! Oh my god, Lila!" Sophie screamed, her face pressed so close to the camera her features distorted. "Iâve been calling you for three hours!
Last Updated: 2026-01-22
Chapter: Chapter 2: The Morning After The StormLila woke up to the smell of expensive coffee and regret. Her head was pounding, a rhythmic thud behind her eyes that matched the dull ache in her body. For a moment, she thought she was back in her room at the Vance estate. Then she moved, and the soreness between her legs sent a sharp jolt of memory crashing through her mind. The storm. The elevator. The whiskey. The window. Lila shot up in bed, clutching the duvet to her chest. This wasn't her room. This was a cavernous master suite. The floor-to-ceiling windows, which had been the backdrop to her undoing last night, were now covered by blackout curtains. "Oh god," she whispered, her voice raspy. She looked to the other side of the bed. It was empty. The sheets were cold, smoothed out as if no one had slept there, though the scent of sandalwood and musk still clung to the pillow. She had slept with Adrian Sterling. She had slept with her fiancĂ©âs sworn enemy. And worse⊠she had liked it. Panic, cold and sharp,
Last Updated: 2026-01-19
Chapter: Chapter 1: The Cage of Lace and LiesLila Vance stared at her reflection in the floor-to-ceiling mirror of the bridal suite, her breath coming in shallow, terrified hitches. The woman staring back at her looked like a porcelain doll wrapped in fifty thousand dollars of French lace and misery. "Stop fidgeting," her mother, Eleanor, snapped from the velvet chaise lounge, not bothering to look up from her phone. "Youâll wrinkle the silk before Marcus even gets to unwrap you." Unwrap. As if she were a package. A peace offering. A debt payment. "I can't breathe, Mother," Lila whispered, her hands trembling as she touched the suffocating neckline. "You don't need to breathe. You need to look perfect," Eleanor replied coldly. "The merger depends on today. Your fatherâs legacy depends on today. Do not embarrass us, Lila. For once in your life, do something right." The door to the suite creaked open. Lila flinched. It wasn't her father. It was Linda. Her sister glided into the room wearing a maid-of-honor dress that
Last Updated: 2026-01-11
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