Bound to My Sister's Billionaire Crush
"Let's get a divorce," I said firmly.
"Don't you dare," he said, his teeth literally grinding together. "Listen to me. As long as you are bound to me in this marriage, I have the final say. Only I get to decide when and if we end this. You don't just walk out and call the shots, Sierra. Not with me."
One life-saving secret. Two sisters and a man. A marriage built on a lie.
My feelings for Desmond Zimmerman started when we were kids and never really faded. But he gave his heart to my younger sister, Vivian, believing she was his savior.
Then came the accident that paralyzed Vivian, and the world decided I was the monster who caused it.
When Vivian vanished on their wedding day, Desmond didn't seek justice; he sought a substitute. He forced me into a marriage of convenience in bitter vows.
Now, Vivian is back, walking perfectly and demanding her place at Desmond's side. She wants my husband, my home, and my total ruin.
I filed for a divorce and walked out with nothing but a secret life growing inside me and the truth he was too blind to see. My escape led me deep into a dark underworld realm that shook my sanity, a place where names are traded, and shadows have teeth.
How will Desmond react when he realizes he spent three years living with the woman who actually kept him alive? Can a man who treated his wife like a "substitute" ever truly be forgiven?
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Chapter: Chapter 194: The Sunset on Harrison (Finale)- SIERRAThe floorboards in the new place still had that fresh, sawn-pine bite to them, but the kitchen already smelled right. It smelled like the dark roast coffee Desmond kept buying in industrial-sized bags from the wholesale lot down by the shipping canal, mixed with the sweet, powdery scent of baby spit-up that seemed to permanently attach itself to every piece of clothing I owned now.I leaned my shoulder against the door frame of the nursery, hooking a damp dish towel through my fingers. The sun was radiating that long, slow summer drop over Harrison Avenue, bleeding this heavy, orange light right across the hardwood floor.Desmond didn't see me standing there. He had his back turned, his massive frame completely devouring the space next to the window. He’d ditched his work shirt about an hour ago, and he was just in a beat-up grey sleeveless top, his heavy, scarred shoulders looking absurdly huge against the pale blue paint of the walls. He was doing the bounce. That rhythmic
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Chapter: Chapter 193: Family Get-together- SIERRAFor twenty-five years, my mother had lived in places that smelled cheap, so walking through the front door of that cozy cottage that just smelled like a home felt like a massive corporate victory.We bought the place three weeks ago, the day the first major retail distribution check from the Aurora line cleared our new commercial account. It wasn't a mansion. God knows we’d had enough of high-society fortresses. Just a low, sunlit brick-and-timber spot tucked into the quiet woods outside Lincoln. It had these huge floor-to-ceiling windows that let the afternoon light pour straight across the hardwood, a kitchen that actually had room for three people to fight over the coffee maker, and a massive wraparound porch.Grandpa Lorenzo was currently occupying a wicker rocking chair on that porch, his old wool cap pulled low over his eyes, his heavy work boots resting right on the railing. He had a half-empty bottle of Narragansett balanced on his knee, his eyes fixed on the treeli
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Chapter: Chapter 192: Expanding the Empire- SIERRADesmond just signed the resignation papers and tossed the heavy Montblanc pen onto the kitchen island. It hit a plastic bottle of baby lotion with a soft clink."There," he muttered, stretching his arms over his head until his fingers scraped the wooden table. "It's done. I'm officially unemployed. You’re looking at a guy with zero corporate responsibilities and a completely clear calendar."I didn't even look up from the spreadsheet I was highlighting. "Unemployed? Desmond, you just handed a multi-billion-dollar Baltic shipping conglomerate over to a blind trust. You didn’t quit a shift at the car wash.""Same difference," he grunted, walking over to the fridge and pulling out the orange juice carton, drinking straight from the spout until I cleared my throat loudly. He stopped, wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, and gave me a lazy, lopsided grin. "Look, the New York headquarters has a new CEO now. Some guy named Donovan who wears tiny little round glasses and looks
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Chapter: Chapter 191: The Morning After the War- SIERRAMy phone had been face-down on the kitchen table since six in the morning, vibrating so hard against the wood it sounded like a dying wasp. Every three seconds, the screen would light up with a new push notification from the Wall Street Journal or the local news desks.GALBRAITH TRUST RECOVERY FUND LIQUIDATED. WELLINGTON SHIPPING HALTS THEIR FULL OPERATIONS. VIVIAN WELLINGTON HELD WITHOUT BAIL IN MANHATTAN.I didn’t touch it. I just sat there in one of Desmond’s oversized flannel shirts, my bare feet tucked up under my thighs on the wooden chair, watching the steam rise from a mug of tea I’d forgotten to drink twenty minutes ago.The Somerville house was completely, beautifully quiet. The freezing rain from last night had cleared up, leaving the morning sky that bright, painful Boston blue that makes everything look like it’s been scrubbed with bleach. Adrian was passed out in the bassinet near the radiator, his tiny fists tucked right up against his cheeks under his lucky gr
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Chapter: Chapter 190: The Cleanup Crew- SIERRAThe door didn’t even have time to settle on its broken hinges before the room filled with the kind of noise that makes our ears ring for an hour. Boston PD uniform cops and three of Desmond’s private detail swarmed through the threshold like a dam breaking, their heavy boots tearing up the edges of the fancy hotel rug."Down! Stay down!" someone was yelling, his voice cracking with panic.Vivian didn’t even get a chance to push herself up off the floorboards. One of Marcus’s guys, a massive guy named Big Mike who usually handled the South Boston warehouse docks, dropped his knee straight into the small of her back. The impact made her let out a sharp, pathetic oomph against the carpet. Her hands were yanked behind her torn red silk gown, and the metallic clack-clack of the steel handcuffs locking into place filled the room."Get your hands off me!" Vivian shrieked, her cheek pressed flat against the dusty floor, her eyes rolling back toward the stage lights of the hallway lik
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Chapter: Chapter 189: The Strike of Regret- SIERRAWe made it into the private fourth-floor holding room just in time, and the relief hit me so hard my knees almost gave out. It wasn't the penthouse suite. Nigel had gotten the floors mixed up in the scramble, but Maya had already brought Adrian down here through the freight lift to keep him away from the noise. The room was small, quiet, and tucked away behind the service corridors."He hasn't even stirred, Sierra," Maya whispered, handing the green fleece bundle over to me the second we closed the door. "He had about two ounces of formula and went straight back to sleep.""Thank God," I breathed, scooping him up against my chest. His little warm forehead rested right under my chin as his gentle milk-breath brushed my neck.Desmond didn't waste a second. He checked the window locks, glanced out into the narrow hallway, and turned to Maya. "Take Toby and get down to the garage. Marcus has the Suburban idling by the loading bay. We’re leaving out the back in five minutes.""You
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Barren? Honey, I'm Just Getting Started
Willow Talley spent years believing she was broken, unable to give her mate the heir his pack demanded. Turns out, she just couldn't have his.
She sacrificed everything for him, only to be rewarded with cold-blooded betrayal the moment he took over as Alpha.
Under the guise of "tradition" and pleasing the pack elders, he lets his dead brother’s widow claim the Luna title. He claims it's just temporary. But the widow has no intention of letting go, already flaunting his ring, his mark on her neck, and zero plans to share him.
So when Willow finally gets pregnant and tells him the news, the Alpha laughs it off in disbelief. He even chooses to be in his Luna's delivery room while Willow loses their baby.
Left to sign her own miscarriage papers alone in an empty hospital room, Willow realizes the mate bond is nothing but a joke. She packs her bags and intends to walk away from the life she knew.
But someone has been watching her from the shadows long before she broke free.
To the rest of the pack, Dexter Lambert was just a cocky, low-ranking nobody blending into the background. A useless worker doing the dirtiest chores. Except it’s all a calculated act. He isn't low-ranking, and he isn't even from their pack. He is a dangerous enemy hiding in plain sight.
While her mate and his scheming mistress are busy playing Alpha and Luna, celebrating their stolen crown, Willow finds herself drawn into a dangerous temptation with Dexter.
Why is a rival Alpha playing dumb and hiding in plain sight right next to her? So what happens when the enemy falls for the woman he was sent to spy on?
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Chapter: Chapter 33: The Warning- WILLOWThe afternoon in the West Conservatory felt like something out of a dream with twenty years of catching up over white roses. But by five o'clock, the sun was dropping fast, and my skin was itching.After a long afternoon of tea and quiet laughs, her eyes started getting heavy. I helped her up and led her back to the Wisteria Suite, her private bedchamber connected to the glasshouse, lined with soft lavender silks and the faint scent of fresh blooms. Once she was settled under the blankets to rest for the afternoon, I gave her a quick kiss on the forehead, promised I’d be bac
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Chapter: Chapter 32: Sacred Secrets- WILLOWMy knees were already bruised from the rug, but I didn't give a damn. Lady Josephine was holding onto my shoulders so tight, her shaky breath warm against my neck as she cried."Look at you," she sobbed, pulling back just enough to cup my face with both hands. Her thumb brushed over my cheek, tracing the line of my jaw like she was trying to memorize every inch of me. "Look at my girl. My sweet, beautiful girl.""I'm here," I choked out, wiping a stray tear off her pale chin. "I'm right here, Mother."The word felt strange on my tongue, but the second it slipped out, her face broke into the softest, most beautiful smile I had ever seen. She let out a watery, breathless laugh, pulling me back into another tight hug."I never stopped looking for you," she whispered into my hair, her voice trembling. "Every single day, Willow. I asked the moon, I asked every guard Noah sent out... I never gave up.""I know," I said, swallowing the giant lump in my throat. "Noah told me. It's o
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Chapter: Chapter 31: Heartbreaking Moment- WILLOWMaisy hauled a massive garment bag from the wooden wardrobe and pulled out a dark blue dress made of soft, heavy silk. I took one look at it and practically backed into the bathroom."I can't wear that," I said, pointing a finger at the fabric. "I'll look like a giant sapphire, Maisy. Plus, I’ll spill tea on it within five minutes.""It's just royal guest attire," Maisy insisted, holding it up against her own apron. "His Grace specifically asked for comfortable silk. No corsets or heavy stays. Try it on, my Lady."Ten minutes later, I was standing in front of a floor-length mirror, turning side to side. The silk fell smoothly down to my ankles, warm and surprisingly light against my skin. It hid the bruises on my ribs, covered the old pack marks on my shoulders, and actually fit my waist properly. Back at Callum's house, my wardrobe consisted of whatever faded wool dresses his housekeeper thought looked modest enough for a disgraced bride."See?" Maisy smiled, stepping back
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Chapter: Chapter 30: Time to Rest- WILLOWI stayed standing by the side of that heavy canopy bed for what felt like hours, just watching her chest rise and fall under those thick wool blankets. Every quiet breath she took felt like a small hammer hitting my ribs. My throat was so tight and dry it actually burned, but I squeezed my eyes shut and swallowed it down. I wasn't going to break down crying in front of a chambermaid I didn't know.A warm, heavy hand settled gently on my shoulder, pulling me back half an inch.Noah was standing right behind me. He didn't say a single word, but he wrapped one huge arm around my shoulders and squeezed tight, pulling my side against his chest. He just held me there in the dim firelight, solid as a brick wall, letting me lean into him for a second while I got my breathing under control.After a moment, he tapped my shoulder twice and signaled toward the door. I nodded, taking one last look at her silver hair against the lace pillow before I let him lead me silently out of the cha
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Chapter: Chapter 29: Dark Messages- WILLOWWe pushed through the heavy wooden doors at the end of the private corridor, stepping into the warmer, quiet halls of the west wing. The air in this part of the palace felt entirely different, smelling of fresh lavender, sweet jasmine, and warm wax candles.My socks hit the thick crimson carpet in total silence, but my heart was doing eighty miles an hour inside my chest.Noah stopped in front of a pair of massive double doors made of carved white oak, brass handles shaped like blooming roses. He reached out, his long fingers hovering just an inch over the cold metal."This is it," he murmured softly, turning his grey eyes down toward me. "Her quarters are right through here."Right as he was about to push the heavy wood open, a sharp, buzzing vibration rattled inside my canvas bag. It hit twice, short and hard against my hip.I froze. I reached into the side pocket and pulled out the cheap plastic burner phone. The dim blue screen lit up my palm in the darkened hallway.One
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Chapter: Chapter 28: The Alpha King's Palace- WILLOWFar up on the cliffside, illuminated by hundreds of burning white stone torches and glowing archways, sat the palace. It was an ancient, sprawling stone fortress carved straight into the side of the mountain, complete with towering spires, dark slate roofs, and massive iron gates glowing with protective runes.It looked massive, imposing, and completely terrifying."Gosh," I breathed out, my eyes wide as I stared up at the giant stone beast. "You live in a giant medieval castle?""We live in a giant medieval castle," Noah corrected softly, leaning over to catch my eye.The heavy black sedan slowed down as we hit the base of the outer gate road. High up on the stone watchtowers, silver-armored guards raised their spears, their eyes flashing bright yellow in the torchlight as they recognized the King's personal crest on the hood of our car.The massive iron gates groaned open, grinding slowly against the mountain stone.I took a deep, shaky breath, clutching my canvas bag tight
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