Masuk*** What would you do if you were adopted by one of the wealthiest and most prestigious families in New York City, only to be treated like garbage for ten years just because you’re diagnosed with dyslexia? What would you do if on the third anniversary of your marriage, you find out that your dearly beloved husband is not only cheating on you with your spoiled, bratty adopted sister, but he also asks her to marry him behind your back? In Astrid’s case, she’s furious and heartbroken. All she wants is revenge. So she accepts a stranger’s invitation to a sex club and ends up enjoying a rough, passionate night with Silvan Rourke, the ruthless demon king of Wall Street… and her step brother. When Astrid finds out that she’s the heir to a winery company worth millions of dollars, she flees New York City but makes a grand return five years later to exact her revenge on the Montessori family for the years of abuse she suffered in their home. This time, she’s not alone. Astrid returns with little twin girls — the results of her passionate night with Silvan. But there’s a problem. The girls bear a striking resemblance to Silvan Rourke and the grumpy billionaire is starting to suspect that they might be his. Ultimately, Astrid has two missions: she must exact her revenge on the Montessori family and also prevent Silvan from finding out that Zoey and Zahra are his children. Will she succeed, or will forbidden chemistry spark between the step-siblings once again? Only one way to find out!!
Lihat lebih banyakIt was a full house tonight, business was good. Claire was as competent as ever behind the bar, attending to customers. She wore her red hair back in a ponytail, a black t-shirt tucked into a tight sky blue jeans. She looked so simple but yet so beautiful.
She have gotten used to the endless attention she received from the men who frequented the bar.She just smiled and politely declined them....all the time, till they gave up. Of course there have been times when a drunk customer had tried assaulting her, but she wasn't so easy and powerless, she had learned to defend herself from years of experience, working in a bar. But whenever she couldn't handle a customer herself, her staff, Brody, a young lad built like a bouncer, who assisted her at the bar, handled the situation.At closing time, they were both already so exhausted."Hell of a night" Brody commented leaning on the counter giving Claire an exhausted smile.He was young and handsome. And Claire loved the fact that he was also hardworking. He had ofcourse made innocent pases at her on several occasions, but he has given it a rest after she politely declined. But that didn't stop him from flirting with her once In a while.Claire had blushed, at the thought that even the youngster found her appealing. Charming, but she wasn't interested."Tell me about it" Claire sighed, rubbing her neck. It was aching all the way to her shoulders."Thanks Brody, you did great tonight...as always"Brody smiled"Do I get a kiss then?""No, you don't. But maybe a raise on your next paycheck ""Fair enough"They both laughed."You should get going now, I'll lock up" Claire said."Alright then. See you tomorrow " Brody replied, picking up his back pack. Which basically contained his headphone, his work shirt, some snacks and some text books. He is a high school student after all, he only worked part time at the bar."Goodnight" Claire called out as he headed for the front door."Goodnight" he replied and then he was gone.Claire checked her wrist watch, it was 10:05pm. She had to get home to her son Nate before 10:30pm, that was the nanny's closing time. She always dropped him off at school on her way to work and the nanny picks him up and sits him till 10:30pm, when she closes from work. She knew she wasn't spending enough time with Nate, but, sadly, she couldn't help it, she had a business to run, cause she needed the money for she and her baby, raising a child as a single mother wasn't exactly easy. She had tried dating again when Nate was 2years old, but after 3 attempts, she had given it up. Now she just wants to be a successful independent woman, being able to take care of herself and her son.It's been five years now since Claire escaped from the man she had had a one night stand with at the bar where she worked as a bar maid. By God! the man was wonderfully made, he was the man in every girl's wet dreams, and he could talk! Even with his dark and Mysterious looks he was still so appealing. Claire wasn't a whore who slept with any man she served at the bar... but there was just something about him.THREE MONTHS LATER…“Mommy, you’re so pweedy!!” Zara squeals for the umpteenth time tonight. “You look like a princess!”And just like all the previous times she’s said it, my cheeks flush and my heart dances with happiness.“Thank you so much, baby.” I scoop her into my arms and give us a little twirl, my grin widening at the sound of her high-pitched laughter.It’s been three months since my father-in-law tried to kill me.Three months since I was pronounced clinically dead. Three months since I slipped into darkness with no hope of ever waking up.If anyone had told me three months ago that I’d be alive today, laughing and playing with my daughters, surrounded by my family, I would never have believed them.Zeya, Gemini and Michael made sure to fill me in on everything that happened while I was unconscious.Till this day, I’m still moved to tears whenever anyone reminds me of how hard Silvan fought to get justice for me and so many other unfortunate victims of Henry’s madness.When
SILVAN“Sir, she fell asleep while waiting for you.” Michael says when I walk into the hospital.I hurry past him, my nerves alert and tingling with anticipation. I left earlier to handle some urgent business with Lachlan Montclair. And also to give Astrid’s family enough time and space to be with her before I returned.I want her all to myself. Thankfully, her ward is empty when I walk in.I shut the door quietly and tip toe to her bed. My heart pounds wildly as I brush my fingers against her smooth skin. My face splits in a wide grin when I notice that most of the machines and tubes from earlier are gone. My wife is breathing fine, without the aid of a tube. Her heart is beating without some machine urging her on.She’s back. My angel baby really came back to me.What more could I ever ask for? I brush kisses across her forehead, my heart fluttering when I inhale her familiar strawberry scent. Someone gave her a bath when I was away.When I finally lean back, her eyes are wide
ASTRIDWhen I open my eyes the second time, the most beautiful sight in the world greets me. My family. My head hurts like hell. My limbs feel like they’re made out of lead. My eyes are heavy and gritty, and I’m tired to the bone. But it takes a chorus of two tiny, melodious voices to chase every last bit of my exhaustion out the window.“Mommy!!!” Zara squeals.“Everyone, look! My mommy is awake!” Zoey’s animated voice pierces the air.Before I can fully process what is going on, the room buzzes with whispers of excitement and Zara bursts into tears.“I want to give mommy a hug.” She sobs. “Please let me hug my mommy.”Someone helps me sit up with an arm around my waist. Hayley. I blink rapidly, taking in the small crowd gathered around my bed. Everyone is here — all my uncles, aunts and cousins, my babies, aunt Elena, Hayley, Michael, Zeya and Gemini.They’re all here… except for one person. Where is Silvan? Where’s my husband?“Mommy, mommy! We missed you.”Despite my confusi
SILVAN“Congratulations, Mr. Rourke. The surgery was successful. Your wife is out of danger!”I heard those words ten minutes ago, but it still echoes in my brain over and over again. My heart dissolved in relief. My legs gave way. I collapsed to the floor and just sat there, staring into space for five freaking minutes.Right now, I’m in the hospital, and the air that was once steeped in tension is buzzing with joy. After the barrage of tears and jubilation, we were finally allowed to see the patient. She’s not awake yet, but I’m content to just sit by her side and stare at her in awe while physically trying to hold myself back from covering her face in another round of kisses.My heart is filled with so much joy, I could explode.“Thank you, baby.” I whisper, kissing fingers, “thank you for coming back to me.”***ASTRIDMy eyes flutter open and all I register is the stinging brightness of my surroundings. I blink rapidly, trying to protect my already teary eyes.Where the hell a






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