Stealing My Sister's Fiancee
Maya de Cruz is at the lowest point of her life—her career is in ruins, her uncaring family has her backed into a corner, and her past continues to haunt her.
In the depths of her despair, Maya’s world tilts when Aaric Salvaterre Bernardi—her ex boyfriend, now her sister’s fiancé—appears with an offer too tempting to resist, one that could either save her or destroy everything she once held dear.
Aaric, with his deadly charm and power to subdue anyone, drags Maya back into the web of his dangerous world.
What begins as a risky deal slowly turns into a seductive and inescapable game of desire. Maya struggles to suppress the emotions slowly invading her heart, but Aaric's undeniable magnetism pulls her deeper into his orbit. Every glance, every word, unravels her defenses, leaving her at war with a dilemma that threatens to shatter her principles and pride.
Amidst a swirl of intrigue and dark secrets that are increasingly revealed, Maya finds herself at the crossroads between a burning forbidden love and the threat of losing herself.
As reason gives way to desire, a single question lingers like a haunting melody: will Maya dare to risk it all for the man who shattered her world, yet awakened a flame within her she thought had long died?
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Chapter: Flashback — Glances and Gray BeaniesThe sun wasn’t fully up yet when I woke to a ticklish feeling.Not the alarm. Not the sunlight. But something moving slowly across my stomach—warm breath, then a soft nip at my rib. And a voice I knew far too well growling low in my ear.“What the...” I mumbled, half-asleep.“Guess who fell asleep on her laptop with the screen still on,” Aaric whispered between quiet chuckles. “And guess who’s been snoring just a little for the past two hours?”I slowly opened my eyes and looked around.We were still in the workspace. The desk lamp was still glowing dimly. My laptop screen was frozen on a half-finished presentation, the cursor blinking at a sentence that read: “Emotion and space influence each other—so honest design is living design.”My head felt heavy. My neck ached. But my body was warm.Because Aaric was still there.He was now lying on his side on the rug, facing me, his head resting against my bent leg on the couch. His hair was a mess. His eyes were barely open. But that smile—
Last Updated: 2025-04-30
Chapter: Flashback — When Deadlines Meet Distractions (and Love)I stared at my laptop screen for a full five minutes and still hadn’t typed a single sentence. My thesis deadline was breathing down my neck, my advisor’s voice echoing in my head, and the blank screen in front of me stared back like a bottomless pit.Then, as if to add spice to the chaos—“BRO! BROOOOO—NO WAY, DID YOU SEE THAT SNIPE?!”The voice exploded from the living room. Followed by loud laughter and half-muttered curses from the guy sitting on the floor, black headset on his head, controller gripped tight, and a triumphant expression like he just conquered the world.I looked up from my laptop and glared toward the couch where Aaric was cross-legged, surrounded by empty water bottles and chip crumbs. The TV glowed brightly, showing a fast-paced virtual war zone. Player names blinked at the edge of the screen—“Lucif3r,” “Tino_Tornado,” and of course, “Bernardi_Blast.”“Dude, did you see that?! YOU SAW THAT, RIGHT? I said ‘cover me’ and you ran off to loot? Tino, I swear, if we’r
Last Updated: 2025-04-30
Chapter: Flashback — What They Can't ControlThe light from the floor lamp cast a faint silhouette on the wall, and the steady sound of rain outside made my head sink deeper into the pillow. The call with Elle and Joy had ended just a few minutes ago, and I hadn’t moved since placing my phone on my stomach.My body was tired, but it wasn’t just physical. It was the kind of exhaustion that runs deeper—the kind that comes from places that are supposed to bring you comfort, but only make it harder to breathe.I pulled the blanket up to my chest, curling into myself. My shoes were still on. My hair was half a mess. But I didn’t have the energy to care.The apartment door creaked open softly. Footsteps came in, slow, then stopped.Aaric.I didn’t open my eyes. Didn’t say anything. But I think my breathing changed, and he knew.His steps came closer, then silence again. Then something warm, heavy, and deeply familiar sank down slowly against my back. His arms wrapped around my waist, his chin touched the edge of my shoulder.I could s
Last Updated: 2025-04-30
Chapter: Flashback — CalamityI slammed the door to Aaric’s apartment a little too hard, then tossed my bag onto the couch without bothering to unpack it. The jingle of keys hitting the floor blended with the deep breath I finally let out after hours of holding it in.The New York sky was gray that night—like a mirror of my brain. And after a full day inside a house that called me family but felt more like an opera stage run by a director obsessed with reputation, I needed to hear another human voice. A real one. One not wrapped in expensive linen shirts and layered passive-aggressive remarks.I grabbed my phone and opened the Flat Fam (drama edition) group call. The screen rang once, twice, and then two faces I knew like my own popped up: Elle, with a half-dried face mask, and Joy, lying sideways wrapped in a blanket like a lazy burrito.“De Cruuuuuuuz!” Elle yelled as soon as my face appeared. “Why do you look like you just walked out of a royal family’s funeral?”Joy squinted. “You look like someone who got tra
Last Updated: 2025-04-30
Chapter: Flashback — Mess it UpThe next morning, just past six, I woke up to the sound of running water from the bathroom. The morning air still hung damp beneath the ceiling of the flat, and from the slightly open window, I could hear the faint rumble of a garbage truck making its rounds on the back street.I got out of bed, still half-asleep, and shuffled to the kitchen, where I found a small note on the table.Meet me at the campus park at eight. Bring your sketchbook. No pink. —AA small smile tugged at my lips as I rolled up the note and tucked it into my shirt. He knew I always carried my sketchbook, and he knew pink was never my go-to color. But Aaric had this habit of turning instructions into jokes—it was his way of making sure I was still thinking about him, even when he wasn’t around.By the time I arrived at the campus park, still half-empty that early in the morning, he was already there—sitting on a bench near the small lake, wearing a gray hoodie and jeans, his face partly hidden behind a sketchbook
Last Updated: 2025-04-30
Chapter: Flashback — Where the City Forgot to ListenThis city always welcomes you the same way—loud, rushed, and utterly indifferent to whether you’ve just fallen in love or lost everything.On my first morning back in New York, I didn’t wake up to sunlight streaming through the windows like in Italy. Instead, it was the impatient honking of a yellow cab down below the apartment. Maybe that was the biggest difference between the place we’d just left and the one we were returning to.Life fell right back into its old rhythm. Aaric’s apartment was cold in the mornings, the bitter coffee he brewed half-asleep in the kitchen, and the work desk still cluttered with blueprints he hadn’t touched since the night before our flight.In the living room, I sat cross-legged on the carpet, laptop on my lap, my hair still damp from the shower. Design assignments piled up on my screen, and project revisions stared at me like little monsters waiting to devour my time. But my mind kept drifting back to the villa on the hill, to the evenings filled with
Last Updated: 2025-04-30
Our Baby Twins
Raquel Renaud has spent her entire life overshadowed by the brilliance of her younger sister, Camille—the epitome of beauty and perfection. Raquel has long accepted her role as the family's overlooked daughter, enduring subtle humiliations and a constant sense of inadequacy.
When her parents arrange her marriage to Alvaro Bernardi, a strikingly handsome and wildly ambitious businessman, Raquel dares to hope that this union might finally grant her a life of purpose and love.
To Alvaro, Raquel is just a tool to fulfill his family's obligations. He hates her—her looks, her existence, even her audacity to love him.
Alvaro’s contempt turns to betrayal when Raquel discovers the cruelest truth: Alvaro is having an affair with Camille, her younger sister. The betrayal shatters Raquel to her core. With her heart in ruins, she walks away from the wreckage of her marriage, keeping one devastating secret: she’s pregnant with twins.
Five years later, Raquel returns—not as the woman once overlooked and discarded, but as a force to be reckoned with. Her beauty, strength, and newfound grace now turn heads, leaving everyone who once dismissed her in awe.
Beneath her dazzling transformation, Raquel hides the wounds of a past that refuses to heal. When fate thrusts her back into the path of Alvaro—a man now consumed by the weight of his past mistakes—and Camille, who has woven herself deeply into Alvaro’s life, old secrets begin to unravel, threatening to tear everything apart.
In a world where love is laced with regret and revenge, Raquel must fight her fiercest battle yet: to protect herself, her children, and the fragile happiness she’s painstakingly built. Will the ghosts of her past rise to destroy her, or will she finally take control and emerge victorious in the story of her own life?
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Chapter: The Ghost in the Room“Don't be naughty when Mama's busy, okay? If you need anything, just ask Brodie.”“Can I ask for an iPad and a toy?!” Matilda's eyes lit up.I squatted in front of Matteo and Matilda, smoothing Matilda's slightly messy hair with a smile. “Ipads and toys are not ‘needs’, Tilly,” I said softly, pinching her nose, immediately making her giggle. “I will be gone for a while, you have to promise not to trouble Brodie, okay?”Matteo nodded seriously, but I could see his eyes glancing at Harry, who stood behind me with a relaxed expression.“If Brodie allows it, how about it?” Matteo asked, his voice full of anticipation.Harry chuckled softly, leaning against the doorway with his arms crossed over his chest. “I always allow it if it's something reasonable,” he said teasingly, then looked at me. “So, is there a list of special instructions, Ms. Marsh?”“Nothing in particular. Just make sure they eat lunch and dinner on time, no snacks before bed, and—” I turned to them who were already making
Last Updated: 2025-01-10
Chapter: Past Stitches, Present GlitchesIt was still eleven a.m when I leaned my head back on the chair at the back of my boutique. The clockwork on the wall ticked softly, providing a soothing rhythm amidst the room's stillness.My handcrafted dresses hung neatly all around, each exuding an elegance that made me feel proud, but they also reminded me of the heavy responsibility I had to bear.I closed my eyes briefly, trying to shake off the fatigue that gripped my body after the long interview. But instead of peace, my mind is filled with plans for tomorrow's big catwalk in Hollywood. I know sleeping here is not a wise choice, but my body is too tired to care.A small chuckle sounded faintly in the distance, followed by a cheerful babble that got closer. I furrowed my brows and opened my eyes slowly but remained silent and listening.“Look! That's the dress Mama made last week!” Matteo's voice sounded admiring.“Yes, but I prefer the one with the beads,” Matilda replied cheerfully.“But this dress has cool lace, Tilly,” Ma
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Chapter: Raquel Marsh UnveiledThe sound of the waves slowly faded as the car drove off the cobblestone road onto the main road. Morning light peeked through the trees, illuminating the deserted highway.In the front seat, Matteo hummed happily to the song on the radio, his squeaky voice making Harry chuckle as he adjusted the wheel.“Matteo, a little lower. It's not a concert,” Harry said jokingly, his eyes glancing at the little boy sitting upright in the passenger seat in a bright blue jacket.“But I could be a rockstar if I wanted to!” Matteo grinned widely, combing his short hair with his tiny fingers to look cool. “You know that, Brody?”Harry chuckled, replying casually, “Of course, Theo. But don't forget, rockstars still must go to school.”I was busy braiding Matilda's hair in the back, trying to hold back my laughter at their conversation. Matilda's curly hair was always a challenge, but today, she seemed more patient—at least until she started talking again.“Rockstar? Matteo can't be a rockstar. He can'
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Chapter: Dresses and DreamsFive Years Later. The room was filled with soft light that bounced off the tall glass walls, giving it an airy and elegant feel.In the center stood a mannequin in a dress that looked like a work of art. It had layers of floating silk fabric and beads that sparkled like stars. The dress was unfinished, but it already exuded undeniable luxury and elegance.I stood in front of the mannequin, intently watching every detail. My fingers touched the fabric, fixing the slight crease at the waist before I stepped back to look at it from a different angle. My boots clicked softly on the smooth wooden floor, and a sound drowned out in the low rumble of my team's discussion behind me."Add a little more volume at the bottom," I say, more to myself than to anyone else.But one of my assistants, Grace, notes it right away. She's always alert, and so are the others. My team, little family, the ones who always believed in my vision, even when I doubted myself at times.I took a deep breath, feeling
Last Updated: 2024-12-25
Chapter: Raindrops and RuinsWhen I stood in front of Harry's apartment door, the rain had stopped.The sky was still dark from the overcast, and the bone-chilling cold wind made my body tremble. But that's not what made me feel like I was going to collapse. It wasn't what made my hands tremble as I clutched the cloth bag at my side.It was the pain that constantly gnawed at my chest, shaking every joint until I could barely stand.I knocked on the door three times, barely making a sound. I knew Becca and Anna were inside, waiting for me with hope. Maybe they were laughing, imagining me coming in with a smile full of happiness because of the surprise lunch they'd encouraged me to have. But they don't know—nobody knows how broken I am right now.The door opens slightly, and Becca's face appears. Her hair is disheveled, but her smile is wide, as always."Ky! You finally—" She stopped, her smile vanishing instantly as her eyes caught mine.I couldn't speak. My lips trembled violently, and the tears I had been holdin
Last Updated: 2024-12-25
Chapter: A Table Set for OneThe rain still falls heavily, its rhythm hitting the large dining room window like a knock on my nerves. The warm scent of osso buco fills the air, mingling with the fragrance of the vanilla candle I've chosen especially for tonight.I glanced at the wall clock for the umpteenth time—it was twenty minutes past eight.He's late. But Alvaro always comes home, doesn't he? He always strides in with his cold, unwavering way, making my heart pound even though I know he never sees me.I check the dining table once more. The small candles were perfectly lit, and the tablecloth was straight without a single crease. I even matched the position of the forks and knives like I'd seen in a fancy restaurant. It may be silly, but I wanted everything to look perfect, though I knew I was far from it myself.The image of myself in the window, my fat body, was there.I move closer, looking at my face faintly reflected in the glass. My tangled black hair was now neatly styled and slicked back so as not to
Last Updated: 2024-12-25
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