Billionaire’s Forbidden Cinderella

The weight of the world sat heavy on my shoulders as I stared out of the large window of my childhood bedroom. The once-beautiful view of the city below, with its twinkling lights and bustling streets, now looked like a cruel joke. This room, this house—everything in it—had been my prison for as long as I could remember. And now, it seemed like the bars were closing in tighter than ever.The door creaked open behind me, and I didn’t have to turn around to know who it was. My mother’s familiar perfume filled the air, a mix of lilies and something else that I could never quite place. It used to be comforting, but now it only made my stomach churn.“Irina,” she said softly, but there was no warmth in her voice. “You need to start getting ready. The engagement party will begin soon.”I didn’t respond. Instead, I kept my eyes fixed on the cityscape, hoping that if I stared hard enough, I could find a way to escape. But I knew better. There was no escape from the fate they had planned for m

The morning light was too bright, piercing through the thin curtains of my tiny apartment. I winced as I rolled over, the dull ache in my head reminding me of the wine I’d had the night before. I blinked, trying to push the remnants of sleep away as I stared up at the ceiling. It was still strange to wake up here, in this small space that I now called home.Three months had passed since that night with Lukas. Three months since I had walked away from everything I had ever known. I had moved across the city, as far from my family as I could manage, and rented this tiny one-bedroom apartment with the little money I had left. It wasn’t much, but it was mine.I had found a job shortly after moving in, working as an assistant at a large multinational company. It wasn’t glamorous, but it paid the bills and, most importantly, it kept me under the radar. I wasn’t sure if my family was still looking for me, but I wasn’t taking any chances. The last thing I needed was to be dragged back into th

The conversation with Lukas left me more rattled than I expected. As I walked out of his office, I couldn’t shake the feeling of his gaze lingering on me, as if he was trying to decipher what had just happened. My heart was pounding, and I felt a mix of relief and anxiety. Relief that I’d finally told him the truth, and anxiety over what would come next.I took the elevator down to the lobby, my mind spinning with thoughts of the twins, Lukas, and what this all meant for my future. The weight of the situation felt heavier with each step I took. I could hardly believe that just a few months ago, my life had been so simple, and now I was walking out of my boss’s office after telling him I was pregnant with his children. It all felt surreal.The crisp evening air hit me as I stepped out of the building, and I wrapped my coat tighter around me. The streets were bustling with people heading home from work, and the city was alive with its usual energy. But tonight, I felt detached from it a

After my talk with Sophia, I felt slightly more grounded, but the weight of my situation remained heavy. I needed to discuss everything with Lukas, but I was afraid of what would happen when he learned the full truth. The idea of leaving the state seemed like my only option, and I needed Lukas to understand why.When Lukas showed up at my apartment later that evening, his face was a mix of concern and determination. He greeted me with a gentle kiss on the cheek, and I could see the worry in his eyes.“How are you holding up?” Lukas asked, his voice soft as he guided me inside.“I’m managing,” I said, trying to sound more composed than I felt. “I’ve been thinking about what to do next.”“Good. We need a plan,” Lukas said, looking around my modest apartment. “I’ve been thinking, too.”I led him to the living room and offered him a seat. I sat down opposite him, my heart pounding as I prepared to explain my plan.“I’ve decided that it’s best if I leave the state,” I began, choosing my wo

The door clicked shut behind me, and for a moment, I just stood there in silence, staring at the cold walls of the bedroom they had locked me in. My heart pounded in my chest, the panic that I had been trying to suppress rising up again. I felt trapped. The room felt smaller with every passing second, its bare walls suffocating me.I sat on the edge of the bed, my thoughts racing. My phone had been taken from me the moment we arrived. Viktor’s men had confiscated it, leaving me completely cut off from the outside world. From Lukas. From any chance of escape.The air in the room felt heavy, weighed down by the tension that hung over me. I knew that I had to be careful. No one here knew about the twins. No one here knew about Lukas. And I had to keep it that way.For now.I couldn’t let them find out. If Viktor knew I was pregnant—if he knew there was someone else—there would be no escape. They would use that against me, leverage it to tie me to this nightmare forever. They were already