Trapped in my Sister's Wedding Vows
She was never meant to be his bride.
Mireya Sutton has spent her entire life living in her sister's shadow. Mireya is a talented fashion designer, she's used to creating beauty with her own hands, but nothing could have prepared her for the chaos her sister leaves behind. When her sister vanishes on the morning of her wedding, leaving scandal and heartbreak in her wake, Mireya is forced to take her place.
Standing at the altar is Ronan Ashcroft: cold, furious, and convinced she orchestrated the betrayal. To him, she is nothing but a substitute bride, a constant reminder of the sister who disappeared without a trace.
But duty and family honor leave her no choice. Bound by vows she never wanted, Mireya must navigate a marriage filled with tension, suspicion, and a man who refuses to believe in her innocence.
As if that weren't enough, a love triangle emerges, someone from her past reappears, offering the comfort, care, and understanding that Ronan withholds. Torn between safety, loyalty and desire, Mireya must confront her heart's deepest desires.
Secrets begin to surface: Why did her sister truly disappear? Who can she trust? And could the man she never expected to love actually be the one she's meant to marry?
Slowly, Ronan's walls begin to crack, revealing a man driven by love, obsession, and a dark past he refuses to share. But as the slow burn tension between them intensifies, the stakes rise higher than ever.
Trapped in obligations, caught between two hearts, and determined to protect her dreams and independence, Mireya must fight to survive a love that could consume everything she holds dear.
Will she follow her heart... or honor her vows?
Love, betrayal, secrets, and obsession collide in this gripping slow burn romance.
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Chapter: The FractureRonan didn't sleep. By dawn, the Ashcroft mansion was already under a brutal, suffocating lockdown. Security personnel had doubled at every perimeter gate, internal access to the main wings was entirely restricted, and not a single soul moved through the corridors without direct biometric clearance. Someone had leaked the black-ops operation. Someone had compromised his elite team, and Ronan was going to tear the house apart to find out who.Mireya stood in the center of the dimly lit war room, her arms folded tightly across her chest as her eyes scanned the massive wall screens. The displays flashed with tactical maps, intercepted satellite signals, and the jagged red lines of the failed extraction routes."She wasn't there?" Mireya asked quietly, breaking the heavy silence.Ronan didn't look at her. His focus remained locked on the data feed, his face an impenetrable mask of cold fury. "No," he said, his voice flat. "They moved her before my units even breached the outer perimeter."
Last Updated: 2026-07-30
Chapter: The Past She Never BuriedSleep no longer came easily to Mireya Sutton. After the failed rescue attempt at the northern docks, the massive Ashcroft mansion felt entirely different. It was tense, heavy, and watchful. Every hushed conversation between the domestic staff carried the sting of suspicion, and every closed door felt like a deliberate barrier meant to keep her isolated. Arabella was still missing, somewhere out there in the freezing dark, and now Mireya knew for certain she had been taken by a monstrous syndicate.She had just stepped into the grand reception corridor, her mind spinning with a thousand worst case scenarios, when a familiar voice stopped her dead in her tracks."I'm not here to negotiate with your legal teams," the man said, his voice echoing off the high marble walls. "I'm here to see her."Mireya’s pulse spiked violently. Her breath caught in her throat. That voice was woven directly into the fabric of her past, a past she thought she had buried deep enough to never see the light of
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Chapter: Shadows Within The WallsThe encrypted numbers glowing on the tablet screen did not lie, but Mireya Sutton still wished they did. She stood entirely alone in the suffocating quiet of Ronan’s private lounge, her fingers gripping the edges of the device until her knuckles turned white. Outside, the city lights stretched beneath the estate like a cold, jagged field of fallen stars. She didn't look at them. Her eyes were locked completely on two words blinking in an amber font against the black background: Veltrane Consortium.These weren't random transactions or automated accounting glitches. They were too deliberate. Too perfectly timed. Every single wire transfer aligned exactly with the chaotic morning Arabella had vanished from the wedding.The heavy double doors of the lounge clicked open. Mireya didn't need to turn around to know who it was. The sudden, heavy shift in the room's air pressure belonged to only one man."You're still working," Ronan said. His low baritone was entirely too calm, cutting throug
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Chapter: Bloodlines and MasksThe weekend arrived wrapped in pale sunlight and fragile hope. Mireya stared at her reflection in the Ashcroft dressing suite, smoothing invisible wrinkles from her cream blouse. Her fingers trembled as she fastened the bracelet Arabella had given her years ago during a rare moment of sisterly warmth."You'll need something elegant if you ever decide to step out of your sketchbooks," Arabella had teased back then.Today, elegance wasn't enough. She needed answers.The Sutton EstateThe Sutton mansion loomed as imposing as ever, its towering gates, manicured gardens, and marble statues exuding prestige over comfort.Her father sat in his private lounge, reading financial reports, while Mrs. Sutton reviewed charity invitations. The air smelled faintly of expensive tea and indifference."Mireya," her father greeted mildly, lowering his glasses. "Unexpected.""I needed to speak with both of you," she said carefully.Mrs. Sutton sighed. "If this is about your sister's scandal again...""S
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Chapter: The Truth Behind the VeilSleep never came. Mireya sat curled near the wide bedroom window as city lights shimmered below Ashcroft Tower. Dawn bled into the skyline, painting the glass towers in muted gold, but the beauty barely registered.Arabella was alive.The thought repeated like a fragile prayer she was terrified to believe. Not a runaway bride. Not a selfish sister abandoning her obligations. Not someone who had betrayed Ronan or disgraced the Sutton name.She had been taken. Kidnapped.The truth should have brought relief. Instead, it sharpened her fear. If someone had abducted Arabella, it meant intention. Strategy. Planning. And people like that rarely made mistakes.A quiet knock sounded at her door. Before she could respond, it opened slightly. Mrs. Dalton, the Ashcroft housekeeper, stepped inside with gentle composure."Mr. Ashcroft requests your presence in his study, Mrs. Ashcroft," she said respectfully.Mireya nodded, throat too tight for words.Ronan's StudyThe study smelled of aged oak and
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Chapter: Fake Identity"That isn't me," Mireya whispered again, fragile as glass under Ronan's stare.He said nothing.The office felt suffocating. Silence stretched, broken only by the faint hum of Ashcroft Holdings' corporate floors far below. He watched her, predator still, unreadable, his dark eyes slicing through her composure."Look carefully," he said at last, voice calm, dangerous.He rotated the tablet, zooming in on the still from security footage. The figure wore a pale coat, nearly identical to Mireya's. Posture, height, hairstyle, it mirrored her perfectly. Grainy glitch aside, the resemblance was terrifying.Mireya's fingers trembled."I've never been near her car," she insisted. "Ronan, I swear to you."He studied her face, measuring each flicker of emotion."You expect me to believe someone who looks exactly like my wife is involved in my sister-in-law's disappearance?" he asked coldly."I expect you to believe me," she said, voice cracking. "I don't know who it is."Ronan placed the tablet o
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