LOGINElyra is stuck in a loveless marriage to Nick Radriel where she experiences abuse, betrayal and humiliation particularly from Nick's cunning mistress Stàr. When her pregnancy announcement is made fun of and her career accomplishments are discounted, her entire world falls apart. Elyra finally breaks free, slams divorce papers down and leaves only to get caught in another trap. In an attempt to save her bankrupt family she is coerced into signing a marriage contract with Nick's rival Radial who later admits that he planned her family's demise as a form of revenge. Radiel however did not expect that Elyra would emotionally test him or rekindle his love. Radiel and Elyra develop a tenuous alliance as she plans to exact revenge on Nick and Stàr. Elyra transforms from broken woman to unstoppable CEO through slow-burning chemistry, strategic maneuvers and the discovery of secrets. Elyra must choose between defending her heart and completing what she started when Nick and Stàr strike back; she had to choose between love and revenge.
View MoreELYRA.For a moment, there was silence. Then when she spoke, her voice on the other end came quietly.“Elyra.”Her tone sounded strange—too serious and yet too careful.“Yes?” I said slowly.For a few seconds, nothing happened.Just silence.I frowned slightly, pulling the phone closer to my ear.“Mrs. Carter?”“I called because I want to make things clear to you.”I blinked.“Clear?” I repeated. “I’m sorry, I don’t understand.”There was another pause. When she spoke again, her voice became firmer.“I found out some things,” she said. “About what happened.”My grip on the phone tightened.“What exactly are you talking about?”She exhaled softly.“About Nick. About Radiel. About everything that happened between all of you.”My stomach tightened instantly.I sat up straighter.“What do you mean?”Mrs. Carter did not waste time.“A woman approached Nick,” she said plainly. “A long time ago.”I frowned harder.“A woman?”“Yes,” she continued. “She came to him with information. Informatio
ELYRA.The studio had never looked this alive before.Five days.Just five days before my second fashion show, and every single corner of the building carried the kind of energy I had spent months preparing for. People moved around with urgency, voices overlapped from different directions, fabrics draped over mannequins like unfinished dreams, and somewhere in the distance, I could hear Jane dishing instructions to some of the junior staff.Honestly, I had stopped trying to keep track.I stood near the fitting room mirrors with my arms folded, watching one of the models adjust the sleeve of a fitted champagne-colored dress.“No,” I said quickly, walking toward her. “Don’t pull it that way.”The model paused.I stepped closer and gently adjusted the fabric myself.“The sleeve falls naturally,” I explained. “If you force it, the structure changes.”“Oh,” she said, nodding quickly. “Sorry.”“You’re fine,” I told her with a small smile. “Just relax your shoulders.”She obeyed, and instant
ELYRA.My parents’ apartment building finally came into view, and I let out a long breath I hadn’t even realized I had been holding.Relief settled heavily into my chest as I slowed the car, exhaustion beginning to creep into my bones after nearly two hours on the road. The drive had felt much longer than it actually was, mostly because my thoughts had refused to stay quiet. Every stretch of road, every passing light, every minute alone had only given my mind more space to replay everything over and over again—Radiel, the truth he had confessed, my father, the media scandals, the guilt I felt. It all sat heavily inside me like something too large to carry.I parked outside the apartment building and turned off the engine. For a moment, I just sat there with both hands resting loosely on the steering wheel.The silence inside the car felt strange after the constant hum of the road.I reached for my phone and checked the time.9:14 PM.Later than I thought.I leaned my head back briefl
ELYRA.I saw the notification while I was still at the studio.At first, I almost ignored it. My phone had been buzzing nonstop for days anyway, and lately, every notification seemed to carry some new problem attached to it. A rumor. A twisted article. Another unnecessary headline trying to turn my life into public entertainment.So when my phone lit up again on my desk, I nearly flipped it over and continued working, but something made me pause. Maybe it was instinct. Maybe it was exhaustion.Or maybe I had simply become too used to expecting bad news.I picked up my phone, and the moment I saw the headline, my entire body went still. My fingers froze against the screen. For a second, I honestly thought I had read it wrong.I blinked once, then again, but the words stayed exactly the same.“Questions Rise Over Elyra’s Suspected Pregnancy: Is Radiel Hills Really the Father?”My chest tightened so suddenly it almost hurt.“Lord have mercy,” I muttered.I read it again, and again. Each
Elyra"I'm pregnant," I announced as we all sat around the table yet the reaction I was hoping for wasn't exactly the one I got.Silence fell on the entire dining room for an instant before my mother in law immediately burst out in a terrible laughing that left me not only surprised but confused."
ELYRA.I walked into the large mansion, clutching my bag nervously as the movers took in my bag. It had been a week since I signed the marriage certificate that now binds that arrogant asshole and me.I had tried to make him see facts; that we had no reason to live together since we could barely st
ELYRAStanding right in front of me was one of Nick's competitors that I had to meet a couple of times and from the occasions, we had decided it would be best we never meet ever again.He was egoistic and rude and I wondered what his connection to the Hill's would be so I straightened my expression
ELYRA."Young Miss Elyra? I think you have the wrong house." She stated when I nudged her out of the way."I think that would be me." Alan held out a hand and I took it, smiling I turned around to wave at the Radriels who looked stunned and particularly Stàr who looked like she was strapped in a da






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