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Death Of A Rivera

Death Of A Rivera

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last updateLast Updated : 2025-01-17
By:  Keren MichaelCompleted
Language: English
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Mystery

Fast-Paced Plot

Girl Power

Detective

Protective

Contract Marriage

Love after Marriage

Flash Marriage

STEAMY MYSTERY ROMANCE *** # Billionare fake Identity wife # Fake marraige Elaine Rivera's world shatters when a heated argument with her husband, Ethan Rivera, ends with her returning home to find him murdered. Before she can grieve or process the horror, she's framed and thrown into prison by the powerful Rivera family, who take everything from her—including her beloved daughter, Autumn. Desperate and broken, Elaine stages a daring escape, vowing to unearth the truth about Ethan's death and reclaim her daughter. But on the run from the FBI, she finds herself at the mercy of Lucas Grayson, a cunning detective with his own agenda. Lucas offers her a lifeline: a contract marriage to protect her identity and gain access to the high-stakes world she needs to infiltrate. Under a new identity and armed with relentless determination, Elaine dives into a web of deceit, danger, and betrayal. The deeper she digs, the more she questions everyone around her—including Lucas. As sparks ignite between them, Elaine must navigate a minefield of lies and emotions. When love blurs the line between ally and enemy, and betrayal threatens to derail her mission, Elaine faces impossible choices. Can she trust Lucas with her heart and the truth? Or will her quest for justice destroy them both?

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Melissa Perez
Melissa Perez
when will there be an update? I feel like ive paid only to be left hanging
2022-09-10 11:37:30
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Melissa Perez
Melissa Perez
do you plan on updating?
2022-08-19 11:33:33
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OnyedumajuV
OnyedumajuV
Good work, the suspense is so making me jump in 🤩🤩😍🤩
2021-04-08 03:45:14
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Ruby Chester
Ruby Chester
I don't like having to wait for the next chapter. The suspense is much?
2020-09-09 14:39:37
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Jenni Pretorius
Jenni Pretorius
I enjoy the storyline
2020-07-11 15:36:27
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70 Chapters
Chapter 1
Tacoma, Seattle — 2016, June 12thAt the Rivera MansionThe mansion loomed in darkness as I stumbled through the grand double doors. The polished floors glinted faintly under the soft moonlight that filtered through the towering windows. I wasn’t drunk, but my head buzzed slightly from the margaritas Ashley insisted I try during our talk. She was a bartender after all, and mixing drinks was her language of comfort—I couldn’t blame her.My heels clicked faintly against the marble as I made my way to the kitchen. The cavernous silence of the house pressed against my ears, broken only by the sound of the faucet as I filled a glass with cold water. The icy liquid rushed down my throat, quenching the sudden dryness that came with the memory of my fight with Ethan.The argument played back in vivid fragments: harsh words hurled like daggers, his sharp retorts, and the ever-present shadow of his family. I set the glass down, gripping the counter as frustration tightened its grip on me. I knew
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Chapter 2
Four Years LaterSeattle State PrisonThe sharp clang of metal echoed through the cellblock as two guards strolled past my cell, their conversation low and filled with disinterest. The pungent smell of cigarettes wafted into the room, making me cough. I’d never liked the smell of cigars, but tonight, I’d have to endure much worse.I sat on the thin mattress of my cot, staring at the cracked ceiling, counting each second that passed. My heart raced with anticipation and fear. It was Saturday—the day prisoners were allowed a semblance of freedom. Some roamed the perimeter; others congregated in the cleaning house. This small reprieve was my opportunity.The sound of keys jangling broke my thoughts. A female guard appeared outside my cell, her face hardened by years of service.“Sadie Manchester. Elaine Rivera.”I stood, exchanging a glance with Sadie, my cellmate and closest ally. Together, we followed the guard down the cold corridor toward the cleaning house. Sadie had been my lifeline
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Chapter 3
Author’s POVAt the Rivera mansion, the air was heavy with the scent of freshly brewed coffee as Nicole curled up on the plush armchair in the living room. The steady patter of last night’s rain still lingered in the chilly morning air, making her crave the warmth of her mug. Her gaze darted between the numerous newspapers spread before her, her sharp eyes scanning every headline and detail with an intensity only she could muster.Delaney, the house help, walked in carrying yet another stack of freshly delivered papers, her arms burdened with the weight of the day’s news.“There seems to be a lot of buzz today,” Nicole remarked, setting down her half-empty mug. Her voice carried a tinge of curiosity as she spoke to her husband, Copper, who had just emerged from their bedroom, still buttoning his shirt.“Let’s hope the stock market’s dipped in our favor. That would be news worth celebrating,” Copper replied dryly, his voice betraying the fatigue of another long day managing the Rivera C
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Chapter 4
The day I fell into that water was the day I died. Not physically—no, that would have been easier—but mentally. The part of me that was hopeful, forgiving, and naive was stripped away by the cold rush of the river. I let my old self wash away with the current. What emerged was someone colder, harder, with a single mission etched into my very bones: to find Ethan’s murderer and make them pay.Pay for separating me from my daughter. Pay for throwing me in jail. Pay for taking my husband from me in cold blood. Whoever they are, they’ll face justice—my kind of justice—and when I find them, God help them.After I was shot in the back and the ankle, the river became my salvation. I’d never been much of a swimmer, but survival has a way of sharpening your instincts. I clawed my way to the riverbank, gasping and shivering, and let fate decide what was next. It brought me to the doorstep of a common villager who found me, half-dead, and nursed me back to health. For a month, I lingered in the s
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Chapter 5
Lucas Grayson?Ashley nodded absently, her gaze drifting to a man who had just passed by, his large mole a prominent feature on his head. I couldn't help but snicker under my breath. I didn’t know the man, but he was clearly another regular in this gritty bar. As I tried to recall the name Lucas Grayson, something tugged at the edge of my memory—something familiar, but too far out of reach. It was probably someone I should know. If I did, he'd be one of the high-society types that I mingled with back when I was part of the Rivera family. I shook my head. But then again, it wouldn't be too surprising if he owned a bar. Rich people had a way of spending their money on things they didn't need—bars, clubs, and all those expensive toys."Heard he bought this place like two weeks ago," Ashley continued, pulling me from my thoughts. She took my hand and led me behind the bar, an area I was decidedly not prepared to work in today. I hadn’t expected this. Heck, I didn’t even know how to mix dri
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Chapter 6
The picture in my hand began to blur, becoming translucent, and I quickly realized the reason. My tears. I dabbed at them with the corner of a clean cloth and then looked at her again. My God, she’s grown so big. A wide grin spread across my face as I stared at her. Her eyes, still the same marine blue, had grown even brighter. Her dark hair, once a messy bundle, was now styled in neat bangs. And her smile... it was just like her dad’s."That's your girl," Ashley said, tapping me on the shoulder. I nodded, pride swelling in my chest.“I’ve got to see her, Ash. Soon. Real soon.” The thought of holding her again, seeing that smile in person, was all I could think about.“I know, but you won’t break the ice with her until everything is over.” Ashley poured herself another cup of tea. She definitely needed it after last night’s drinking spree.“I know that,” I replied, rubbing my chin as I tried to devise a plan. But nothing came to mind. How would I even begin? The thought of facing my da
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Chapter 7
I blinked rapidly, trying to clear the fog in my mind. What do I tell him? Lying has never been my strong suit, and right now, it felt like I was trapped in a lie I hadn't even started. I glanced over at Ashley, who was buried in her usual whirlwind of orders, and sighed. I needed her. She was the queen of handling uncomfortable situations, but right now, I was on my own.I turned back to Hunter. He was still sitting there, waiting for an answer with a look of expectation. I was running out of excuses. My fingers absently traced the counter as I tried to form a response. Luckily, just then, a lady walked up to the bar and asked for a margarita. I seized the opportunity to distract myself by preparing the drink. It gave me time to think, time to figure out what the hell I was going to say to Hunter.As I mixed the margarita, my mind raced. Hunter didn’t seem like the typical type of guy who would poke around in people’s business, but there was something about him that made me nervous. H
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Chapter 8
I ran out of the bar, my heart pounding in a rhythm I couldn’t control. Why? I didn’t even have a reason—just the overwhelming need to get the hell away from that suffocating space. Hunter’s words echoed in my mind: Don’t you miss your daughter?Miss her? That question didn’t just sting—it ripped open a wound I’d been holding together with the fragile threads of distraction and denial. Of course I missed her. Every second of every day. Every minute not spent mixing drinks, my mind would drift to her. And then, in the loneliness masked by the bar’s noise, I’d bite my wrist to hold back the tears that always threatened to spill.“Tiffany!” Hunter’s voice chased me down the street. I ignored him, my feet moving faster.Before I could get too far, his hand gripped mine, forcing me to stop. “Why’d you run off like that?”“Why?” I snapped, whirling around to face him. “Hunter, you just asked me about my daughter, and you expect me to stay calm?”“So, you do have a daughter,” he said, a sly g
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Chapter 9
I pushed open the door to Ash's apartment, and the familiar warmth of her space greeted me. The soft hum of the cooker from the kitchen made me smile. The faint aroma of something spicy and savory filled the air, a sure sign she was in the middle of another culinary experiment. Ash was always doing something—cooking, painting, or rearranging her eclectic collection of mismatched furniture—whenever I showed up unannounced."Ash!" I called out, shrugging off my jacket and tossing it over the back of a chair in the small but cozy living room. The sunlight streaming through the sheer curtains gave the space an inviting glow."In here!" her voice rang out, slightly muffled. I followed the sound eagerly, my heart pounding with a mix of excitement and trepidation. The conversation with Hunter earlier had left me buzzing, and I couldn’t wait to tell her. Ash was my sounding board, the only person who could help me make sense of the whirlwind I’d found myself in.She was at the stove, the light
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Chapter 10
I didn’t expect Hunter to show up early the next day, but there he was. The sound of his car pulling into the driveway startled me, and I peeked out the window to confirm it was really him. Ash had been right—he does seem to care about me in a way that feels… different. Special. And yet, I wasn’t ready to examine what that meant or why it made my stomach flutter.Dragging the small box of clothes Ash had graciously loaned me, I descended the stairs slowly, the old wooden steps creaking beneath my weight. The box wasn’t heavy, but the reality of leaving Ash’s house felt burdensome. When I reached the bottom, Hunter was already there, waiting. His tall frame filled the space, his hands shoved casually into the pockets of his jeans. He stepped forward and took the box from my hands without a word.“Is this all you’ve got?” he asked, his tone curious but not judgmental.“Yep. Don’t got much,” I replied with a sigh, my voice carrying a note of resignation.Hunter nodded thoughtfully. “Then
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