Betrayed By My Husband,I Marry His Enemy.

EVA’S POVI signed the last document on my desk, trying and failing to contain my excitement. My hands shook a little, but not from nerves—pure joy flowed through me. This was it. Daniel's Promotion would be official once the contract was finished, the deal secured.I sent the email, then I held my breath as I kept refreshing my inbox. Come on, come on…A notification popped up." A hearty Congratulations, Mr. Sinclair. Your promotion is confirmed."A shaky exhale left my lips.I closed my mouth, stopping a squeal. At long last. My husband—my best friend, my everything—had been given the promotion he had worked so hard for. I could already envision his reaction, his smile relieved, his eyes crinkling by the side as his face would light up when I told him the good news.We have been waiting for this.For years, we had fought side by side, building our future from nothing. And now, we’d finally made it.I picked up my bag and practically ran out of the office.The elevator ride fel

EVA’S POVLeon Castello stepped into my house like he already owned it.The air shifted around him, heavy with authority and something darker—something unreadable. He moved with the quiet confidence of a man who never heard the word no, his tailored suit perfectly crisp, his piercing gaze locked onto me like he could see straight through my soul.I swallowed hard, still gripping the door handle.This was a mistake.It had to be."What are you here?" My voice was rough, raw from crying so much, but I forced myself to maintain composure.Leon’s expression did not change. He put his hands into his pockets, slowly taking in the empty living room. It was too quiet, too empty—a show of the chaos inside me.He nodded toward the divorce papers still sitting on the coffee table. "I see Daniel didn’t waste any time."The mention of his name sent a fresh stab of pain through my chest, but I refused to let it show.I crossed my arms. "If you came here to mock me about my husband's betrayal, ple

EVA’S POVThe penthouse was silent when we returned from the gala, the city skyline casting silver reflections against the glass walls. Leon removed his jacket and draped it over a chair before heading toward the bar.I slipped off my heels, the ache in my feet nothing compared to the pressure that had settled in my chest all night. The stares. The whispers. The way Daniel had looked at me like I was something he had lost and wanted to reclaim.And Leon. Always composed. Always in control.There was something off about him.I watched the wine swirl in the crystal glass as he poured himself a drink. His tie was loosened and his shirt was open, but he still looked powerful. Like a man who has the world in his hands and never let anyone know what it cost him."You handled yourself well tonight," he said, his voice smooth, unreadable.I scoffed, crossing my arms. "Handled myself?"His gaze lifted, pinning me in place. "Daniel wanted a reaction from you. You didn’t give him one. That’s st

I stared at my phone again , my fingers curling so tightly around the device that my knuckles ached."I wish Eva nothing but the best, but it’s clear she married Leon Castello out of spite. I just hope she realizes that power comes with a price."Daniel’s words were printed in bold, stark against the glaring white background of the article. My stomach twisted. He knew exactly what he was doing. It wasn’t a direct attack, not an outright declaration of war, but it was worse. It was subtle. A carefully crafted attempt to paint me as a desperate woman who had jumped into a marriage for revenge.Bile rose in my throat.Damn him.I threw my phone onto the bed and ran a hand through my hair, pacing the length of the bedroom. The article was already spreading like wildfire. People were eating it up, dissecting every sentence, every implied meaning.My past with Daniel was no secret. The media had milked our breakup for all it was worth, and now, with his carefully worded statement, they had

I wasn’t naïve. Marrying Leon meant stepping into a world filled with power, deception, and enemies lurking in every shadow. I just never expected one of them to be inside his own company.The news broke at dawn.A sharp buzzing pulled me from restless sleep. I reached for my phone, barely cracking my eyes open as I silenced the alarm. But the screen was already flooded with notifications. Too many. My stomach clenched.Breaking News: Castello Industries Faces Internal Turmoil Over CEO’s WifeMy breath caught in my throat. My fingers trembled as I clicked on the article.A leaked email from an anonymous executive raises concerns over Eva Castello’s involvement in Castello Industries. Sources question whether her presence is a liability to the company’s reputation and stability.I swallowed hard, scrolling further. More headlines screamed at me.“Castello Industries in Crisis? Leaked Email Sparks Internal Conflict”“Who is Eva Castello? Is She the CEO’s Greatest Weakness?”My heartbeat