IN LOVE WITH HIS ENEMY
For three years, Eliza Sterling has lived with a quiet grief. After giving her husband, Scott, her entire fortune and her father's company, her only regret is the child they've been unable to conceive. On the morning of their third anniversary, she discovers Scott’s real betrayal: a secret plan to sell her father's empire out from under her, confiding in his CFO that his wife is “a soft spot” to be managed.
But the real devastation waits in his office. There, she finds Scott with her stepsister, Chloe—a betrayal made monstrous when Chloe reveals the truth: their infertility is Scott’s choice, a cold strategy to prevent a true heir. Eliza is left utterly ruined, her heart, her home, and her legacy stolen.
Her only offer of help comes from Adam Thorne, Scott’s rival, who presents not condolences but a partnership. In exchange for his legal and strategic might to destroy Scott, he wants a piece of the company. Eliza accepts, forging a bond built on revenge and a sharp, growing respect. As Scott watches the wife he took for granted become his most dangerous enemy, he is consumed by a regret that may be too late. Eliza must navigate a war on two fronts: a corporate battle to reclaim her power, and a personal war for her future, caught between the husband who shattered her and the rival who challenges her to rebuild herself from the ashes.
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Chapter: CHAPTER 78Eliza's POVFive years later.Clara's House had grown.What started as a small shelter in my mother's memory had become a network—safe houses across three states, a legal fund for women fighting for custody, a job training program that had placed hundreds of survivors into careers. The garden where Clara had planted her first tree was now a sprawling sanctuary, full of flowers and benches and paths that wound through quiet corners.I stood at the entrance of the main building, watching the morning light catch the plaque on the wall.Clara Sterling — She dreamed of a place where women could start again. Her daughter made it real.My mother's photograph hung beside it. Young. Hopeful. The same face I saw in the mirror every day."Mom?"I turned. Clara was fifteen now, tall and steady, with Adam's eyes and my stubborn chin. She held a paper crane in her hand—the same kind she'd been folding since she was three
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Chapter: CHAPTER 77One year later.The garden at Clara's House was in full bloom. Roses my aunt had planted. Lavender Eleanor had started from seed. A tree Clara had helped put in the ground, her small hands patting down the dirt while Adam held the trunk straight.I stood at the edge of it all, a cup of tea in my hands, watching the women gather. Survivors. Every one of them. Women who'd lost everything and found their way here. Women who were learning to stand again.Sarah Chen was there, notebook in hand, writing a follow-up piece on the Circle's fall. Reyes was at the gate, pretending to check her phone, always watching. Some habits never died.Adam found me. Slid his arm around my waist."You're crying.""I'm not crying.""You're crying."I wiped my eyes. "They're happy tears."He kissed my temple. "I know."The SpeechThey asked me to speak.I stood at the front of the garde
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Chapter: CHAPTER 76Eliza's POVThe fifth address was a farmhouse in the hills.By the time we reached it, the sky was turning gray. I'd given four men the same choice: walk away or be destroyed. Four men had chosen to run. Four families had been dismantled before dawn.But the fifth address was different.This one had no gates. No cameras. No guards. Just a single light burning in a window, and smoke rising from a chimney.Reyes's voice through the speaker: "Eliza, that's the last one. The man who started it all.""Marcus Webb?""His father. The one who's been hiding since the Collective fell. He's been waiting for you."I looked at the farmhouse. At the light in the window."Then let's not keep him waiting."The WalkAdam wanted to come. I told him to wait.The grass was wet with dew. The path was overgrown, like no one had walked it in years. I climbed the steps to the porch and knoc
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Chapter: CHAPTER 75Eliza's POVThe Beverly Hills house sat behind gates that cost more than most people's homes.White walls. Palm trees. Security cameras on every corner. The kind of place where money went to hide from the world. I sat in the passenger seat of Adam's car, the address on my phone, the weight of forty years pressing against my chest."This is where he lives," I said."Marcus Webb's son?""Marcus Webb's grandson. The man who's been giving orders since his grandfather died. The man who tried to take Clara from her bed."Adam looked at the gates. At the cameras. At the guards visible in the security booth."We can't just walk in.""I'm not planning to walk."I pulled out my phone. Dialed the number Reyes had traced.It rang once. Twice.A voice answered. "Ms. Sterling. I was wondering when you'd call.""I'm outside your gate."A pause. Then: "I see you."The g
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Chapter: CHAPTER 74Eliza's POV The sun rose over Los Angeles like nothing had changed. But everything had changed. The folder was ash. The key was melted into nothing. Forty years of my mother's work, gone in a fire I'd watched from a rearview mirror. Sarah's duplicates were out there somewhere, buried in systems I didn't control, but the original the truth in my mother's own handwriting...was smoke. I stood at the window of Clara's room and watched her sleep. The paper crane was still in her hand. Her face was peaceful. She didn't know about the phone call, the DNA test, the man who'd promised to kill everything I loved. She didn't need to know. Not yet. Adam found me there. He didn't speak. Just stood beside me, his shoulder against mine, his breath matching mine. In. Out. In. Out. The rhythm of survival. "We need to move," he said finally. "I know." "Reyes has a safe house. Montana. Remote. No one knows about it." "How long?" "Until we figure out our next move. Until we fin
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Chapter: CHAPTER 73Eliza's POVThe fire lit the sky behind us for miles.I watched it fade in the rearview mirror the cabin, the truth, the last forty years burning into memory. Clara slept in my arms, her fingers still curled around the paper crane she'd been holding. Adam drove with one hand on the wheel, the other resting on my knee.No one spoke. There was nothing left to say.The folder was gone. The key was gone. Every name, every crime, every secret my mother had died to protect and reduced to ash and smoke. The Circle had won. Or maybe we had. I couldn't tell anymore.The MorningWe reached home as the sun rose.Reyes was waiting on the porch, her face drawn. She didn't ask about the folder. She didn't need to. One look at our faces told her everything."Clara?""Sleeping. She's safe."Reyes nodded. "The story still ran. At noon. Everything Sarah had copied before you left."I stopped.
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HIS REGRET AFTER I WALKED AWAY
For six years, Catherine Kingsley has been invisible.
She married Ryan Brook to repay a debt her blood saved the life of the woman he truly loved. But gratitude doesn't warm a marriage bed. Ryan has never touched her. His mother and brother have treated her as a servant. And now, after half a decade of silence and cruelty, Ryan is bringing Sarah home.
He wants Catherine out.
But for the first time in six years, Catherine doesn't bow her head. She doesn't beg. She doesn't cry.
She signs the divorce papers, takes nothing, and walks away with her dignity intact.
What Ryan doesn't know is that Catherine is done being invisible. With the help of an old friend Michael and a young artist whose life she once changed, Catherine begins the painful, powerful journey of remembering who she was before she became Mrs. Brook.
But as Catherine rises, Ryan begins to fall. The cold, distant husband who never looked twice at his wife suddenly can't stop seeing her everywhere. And Sarah the woman for whom he destroyed his marriage may not be the innocent victim he always believed.
Dignity Over Devotion is a raw, emotional story about what happens when a woman who gave everything finally decides to take herself back.
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Chapter: CHAPTER 6KATE'S POVKate Walker moved prickly through Brook residence, her tone sharp as she pointed at items one after another."Get rid of those. Toss those slippers. And for the dishes, don't you dare leave them in the cabinet."The housekeeper hesitated, arms full of folded linen. "Um, Mrs. Walker, aren't some of these things new?"Kate's eyes narrowed. "I don't care if they were bought yesterday. If Catherine's hands touched them, they're gone. We don't keep trash in this house."The clatter of dishes echoed as bowls were dropped into a box.At that moment, the front door opened. Ryan stepped inside, the faint scent of smoke and city air clinging to his jacket. He froze at the sight of the chaos."What's going on here?"Kate turned with a notch, waving her hands as if swatting flies. "Finally, I'm cleaning out the remnants of that woman. Why should we keep her things around? Sarah's your future wife. Not her."
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Chapter: CHAPTER 5CATHERINE'S POVThe morning came too quickly. I hadn't slept. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw Ryan's face—not the cold version, but the way he looked six years ago when he promised me anything. Anything but love.I dressed carefully. Not for him. For me. A navy blue dress I hadn't worn in years, one that reminded me of who I was before the Brook house swallowed me whole.Michael texted: You want me to drive you?No. I need to do this alone.I'll be outside anyway. Don't argue.I almost smiled.Aunt Larisa's office sat on the tenth floor. I had been here once before—the day I signed the marriage papers. Back then, I trembled with hope. Now I walked with the heavy certainty of someone who had nothing left to lose.Ryan was already there.He sat in a leather chair, his posture rigid, his suit perfectly tailored. But when his eyes met mine, I saw something unexpected. He looked tired. Not late-
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Chapter: CHAPTER 4CATHERINE'S POVThe car door shut behind me. I sank back into the seat, my chest rising and falling as if I had just finished a long race. I let out the breath I didn't realize I was holding.In the driver's seat, Michael glanced sideways, grinning like he had a secret. "So now that you're officially free, you want me to take you somewhere fun?""Fun?" I shot him a sharp look. "What do you mean?""There were some pretty faces at the Solex launch today. Maybe you want to...""You're kidding." I crossed my arms. "I just signed divorce papers and you're trying to drag me into that place?"He chuckled, unbothered. "Relax. It's not about that. Someone's waiting to see you. Someone you actually know."My brow furrowed. "Who?""You'll see. I promise, no tricks this time."I considered whether he was bluffing. Curiosity talked stronger than my hesitation. Finally, I nodded once. "Fine. Let's go."The S
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Chapter: CHAPTER 3CATHERINE'S POVMichael stood waiting at the gate, his hands in his pockets, watching me walk toward him.The cool air carried a stillness that seemed to follow me. When I smiled, it wasn't forced. It was lighter than anything he had seen on my face in years."You've finally made up your mind?" he asked. His voice was careful, almost teasing."I've never been so sure."My steps slowed, but the certainty in my words never did. For a moment, Michael just stared at me. That glow on my face reminded him of the girl I used to be, the one who laughed without worry, long before six years of weight had dulled my spirit."I was starting to think you'd never break free," he muttered, shaking his head. "Honestly, I thought you'd stay stuck forever. Six years, Catherine. What did you even see in that man?"I gave a small laugh, more self mocking than amused. "Don't remind me. I ask myself the same thing now. Why was I so blind?"
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Chapter: CHAPTER 2Catherine's povThe room felt colder than usual that night. The shadows hid themselves softly in the corners. Catherine stood with her back straight, her chest lifted, but her voice did waver."I'm your wife. Why should I move out so she can move in?"Ryan Brook turned slowly. His eyes narrowed, and his face darkened. "Why?" His voice was sharp, like a blade. "Because Sarah says you're the one who hit her with your car six years ago."Her breath caught. The room seemed to spin for a moment, then steadied again. A faint, bitter smile touched her lips. "And if I told you I wasn't, would you even believe me?"Ryan stepped forward, each pace heavy and deliberate. Catherine backed away without realizing it, her heels clicking against the hardwood until her shoulders met the wall."You really think I believe you?" His voice dropped almost to a growl. "You're sick. Twisted. I can't wait to repay Sarah's pain a hundred times over."
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Chapter: CHAPTER 1CATHERINE'S POVDecember had barely started, yet the air was already biting cold. I lay there with my legs sprawled across the sofa, staring blankly at the ceiling while the angry shouts rose from downstairs."Catherine Kingsley, first you can't give us a child, now you won't even cook dinner on time? What do you want? Planning to starve me and Walker to death?"Kate Walker's voice sharp as shattered glass echoed through the house. It always did.For six years of marriage to Ryan Brook, I have listened to these same accusations. Kate has never missed a chance to call me useless. A hen that couldn't lay eggs. But no one ever wondered why Ryan has never touched me. Not once. Not since the day we were married."Get down here already and fix my school bag! I'm late for class!"That was Walker, Ryan's teenage brother. His voice cut through the air, impatient and loud, like the world revolved around him. Since the day I stepped in
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