My Husband Cheated, So I Married His Billionaire Rival
My Husband Cheated, So I Married His Billionaire Rival
For seven years, Celeste Morgan sacrificed everything to help her husband build his empire—even selling her late mother's jewelry to save his failing company. She thought she was building a future with the man she loved. Instead, on their seventh wedding anniversary, she discovers he's been sleeping with her best friend, Isabella, who is now pregnant with his child.
As if betrayal isn't enough, Julian demands a divorce and vows to leave Celeste with nothing.
But he makes one fatal mistake: he underestimates the woman who helped build his fortune.
When Damian Blackwood, a ruthless billionaire and Julian's most dangerous rival, offers Celeste a shocking deal—marry him for six months, and he'll help her reclaim everything Julian stole—she agrees, determined to turn her heartbreak into revenge.
Their marriage is supposed to be business. No love. No jealousy. No strings attached.
But Damian harbors a dangerous secret: he has been searching for Celeste for seven years, ever since she unknowingly saved his life. And the deeper she digs into Julian's empire, the more she uncovers a web of betrayal, stolen inheritance, and a conspiracy that may explain the truth about her mother's mysterious death.
Now Julian wants his wife back, Isabella's secrets threaten to destroy them all, and Damian may be hiding the one truth capable of shattering Celeste's heart all over again.
She married her husband's rival for revenge.
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Chapter: Chapter 10Chapter 10: Damian's SecretCeleste had been in Damian's study a dozen times, but never alone.He had left for Blackwood Global at dawn, a board emergency, Mrs. Hale said, with a careful look that suggested she knew Celeste wouldn't believe it. The truth was simpler. He had been avoiding her since the garden, and she had been letting him.Now it was a quarter to midnight, the house was silent, and she stood in front of his desk with her heart pounding.*Rule three. No strings.*She was not here for strings. She was here for answers.The fire had burned down to embers. The leather chair still held the faint shape of him. Celeste ran her fingers across the desk, past the pen set, the stack of contracts, the lamp with its green glass shade.Then she opened the top drawer.She told herself she would look at one thing. Only one.Beneath a folder of insurance papers lay a small wooden box, no bigger than a deck of cards. The lid was worn smooth, the hinges tarnished. It didn't look like any
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Chapter: Chapter 9Chapter 9: The Mother's DeathCeleste did not sleep.By dawn, she had read every file on the drive twice. The forged signatures. The shell companies. The slow, patient bleeding of her mother's trust. She had printed nothing and told no one, and when the sky lightened over the garden, she was still sitting cross-legged on the floor of her suite, surrounded by notes in her own cramped handwriting.It was the last folder that stopped her.It sat at the very bottom of the archive, unlabeled except for a string of numbers. She almost skipped it. Then she saw the date in the file properties.*Six years ago. March.*The month her mother died.Her hand hovered over the trackpad. *You don't have to open it,* a small, frightened voice whispered. *You could close the laptop. You could keep believing it was only an accident.*She opened it.The first document was a police report.**Morgan, Eleanor R. Single-vehicle collision. Route 14, Rhode Island. 11:40 p.m. Cause: loss of control on wet roadwa
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Chapter: Chapter 8Chapter 8: The Hidden FilesThe server room beneath Vale Holdings had once been a supply closet.Celeste remembered because she had picked the paint color herself, a pale gray Julian called "forgettable" and she called "calm." Seven years later, it was the one place in the building he had never thought to lock her out of, because he had never thought she would come back.She had not come alone, exactly. Damian's investigator, a quiet man named Reyes, had arranged an after-hours access window through a vendor contract she herself had negotiated. On paper, she was a technical consultant. In truth, she was a ghost walking through her own past."Forty minutes," Reyes whispered from the corridor. "Then the night security rotation resets.""I only need twenty."She sat at the terminal and typed a password Julian believed she had forgotten. It was the date they signed their first lease, reversed.The screen flickered. Then opened.*Sentimental fool,* she thought, and for a moment she didn't
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Chapter: Chapter 7Chapter 7: The First StrikeJulian's biggest contract was called Project Meridian.Celeste knew it the way she knew her own handwriting. It was a three-year, four-hundred-million-dollar logistics partnership with Northgate Retail, the deal that would anchor the merger and make Vale Holdings untouchable. Julian had spent eighteen months courting Northgate's board. He had told every investor, every journalist, and every dinner guest that Meridian would define his legacy.He had also, Celeste remembered, been terrified of it."Page nine," she said.It was a quarter past midnight in the library. Damian sat across from her, sleeves rolled, a legal pad in front of him. Between them lay the Meridian documents, which his investigators had obtained through channels Celeste had decided not to ask about."You mentioned Halvorsen Logistics last week," Damian said. "This is the same supplier.""This is the *thread.*" She turned the page toward him. "Julian promised Northgate guaranteed delivery wi
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Chapter: Chapter 6Chapter 6: The RulesBlackwood Estate was larger than the house Celeste had grown up in, the apartment she'd shared with Julian, and the penthouse combined.Mrs. Hale led her through it that afternoon like a general surveying captured territory. Forty rooms. A glass-roofed conservatory. A library with a rolling ladder and a ceiling painted the deep blue of midnight. Staff appeared and vanished around corners, nodding with perfect, practiced politeness."Your suite is in the east wing," Mrs. Hale said. "Mr. Blackwood's rooms are at the opposite end.""Opposite end," Celeste repeated."The contract is quite specific." The older woman's tone didn't change, but one silver eyebrow lifted a fraction. "Though the staff will, of course, be told otherwise."*Of course.*The suite was all cream and pale gold, with tall windows overlooking a garden still wet from the storm. A dress hung in the closet. Then another. Then forty more, every one in her size.Celeste ran her fingers along a sleeve of
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Chapter: Chapter 6Chapter 5: The WeddingThe wedding took eleven minutes.No cathedral. No orchestra. No white roses cascading down an aisle. Just a quiet judge in a private study at Blackwood Estate, two witnesses who didn't meet her eyes, and a man in a black suit who slid a ring onto her finger as though he were sealing a deal.Which, Celeste reminded herself, he was.The ring was a pale diamond set in platinum, simple and cold. It fit perfectly. She noticed that, and wondered how he had known her size."You may kiss the bride," the judge said.Celeste's pulse stumbled.*We didn't discuss this.*Damian turned to her. For one suspended second, she saw something flicker behind that impenetrable calm. Hesitation, maybe. Or a question.*Is this allowed?*She gave him the smallest nod.His hand rose to her cheek, light as a breath. His lips touched hers briefly, carefully, a kiss so restrained it was almost reverent. It lasted perhaps two seconds.It was the gentlest thing anyone had done to her in years
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