FAZER LOGIN“Tomorrow morning, I’ll leave. It’s raining thunderstorm outside..,,” “No,” he thundered, taking me by surprise. My head snapped up. “What?” “You want to divorce me right?” he bellowed. “Then leave this instant. We are no longer married.” He spat, looking at me with rage and fury burning in his eyes. He looked nothing like the calm gentleman I fell in love with. “Adrian—” “I hope you get torn into pieces by an unknown creature you homeless parasite!” he spat. “Huh?” I gasped. Me? Homeless? “I'll give you few seconds to change your mind Elara…” he sneered. “Because the moment you set your feet off this mansion… you will be worth nothing!” ******* Three years ago, Elara Sanz-Alonso walked away from a billion-dollar legacy to marry for love. But when she discovers she is nothing more than a shadow of another woman in her husband’s eyes, her perfect world shatters. Betrayed and heartbroken, Elara makes a choice that will shake the nation’s elite—she reclaims her place as heir to the Alonso dynasty, but the price of her return is an arranged marriage to the one man she once ran from: Killian Dreven, the Ice Monarch. They meet again and Elara sets firm boundaries, but what happens when the man who was rumored to be ruthless, starts to shower her with care and attention, so much that it scares her. Why is Killian keen on marrying her even though she ditched him in the past? What secret does he hold and why the hell does he treat her like she's the only person that matters? Will Killian break down her walls? Or will she end up breaking his?
Ver maisKillian's POV)Six months had passed since the trials ended.Six months of healing. Of rebuilding. Of learning to live again.Life had found a new rhythm. A peaceful one.Elara's memories before the incident had fully returned. But some moments from her captivity were still hazy.The doctors said that might be her mind protecting itself. And that was okay.She'd been going to therapy twice a week. Processing the trauma.I went with her sometimes. Learning how to support her. How to recognize when she was struggling even when she didn't say it.How to be the husband she deserved.The company was thriving again. With Dorian gone and my full attention back on business, we'd turned things around.Dreven And Alonso Co was stronger than ever. Making waves in the industry. Breaking records.But none of it mattered compared to coming home to Elara every night.Last month, Grandfather had officially retired. Signed over everything to Elara."You've proven yourself ten times over," he'd told he
Elara's POVTwo weeks had passed since Bella's breakdown.She'd been committed to a psychiatric facility. The doctors said she'd had a complete psychotic break.Her obsession with Killian combined with the stress of everything collapsing had shattered her mind.They said she'd be there for years. Maybe forever.I felt pity for her. A tiny piece of sympathy for the girl she'd once been before obsession destroyed her.But mostly I felt relief. She was gone. She couldn't hurt us anymore.Then we got the news about Dorian.He was dead. Killed in his cell.Apparently, he'd gotten involved with a dangerous group inside. Some gang that promised to help him get revenge on Killian.But they'd turned on him. Beat him to death in his cell one night for stealing from their boss.Killian didn't cry. Didn't even look sad. Just stared at the wall for a long time."He was my brother," he said quietly. "And I feel nothing.""He tried to destroy us," I said gently. "You're allowed to feel nothing.""I
Bella's POVEverything was falling apart.I stared at Killian, seeing the disgust in his eyes. The anger. The finality.He knew. He knew everything.The pregnancy test I'd bought. The prenatal vitamins I'd planted. All of it fake. All of it lies.How did he figure it out?And then I remembered. Last week. The sudden checkup at the hospital. He'd insisted I go. Said it was important for the baby.I'd gone without thinking. Without suspecting.They'd taken my blood. Run tests.It had been a trap. And I'd walked right into it.How could I have been so stupid? but I had paid that staff to create a false report, not knowing it was a trap."I love you," I said desperately. My voice breaking. My last card to play. "I've always loved you, Killian. Elara was just in the way.""Elara is my wife," Killian said. His voice cold. "The only woman I'll ever love. And you betrayed both of us."His words cut like knives. Each one drawing blood.All those weeks of friendship. Of being there for him. Of
Killian's POVTwo weeks later, I finally brought Elara home.She was still weak. Still recovering. But the doctors said being in familiar surroundings would help her memories return faster.And they were right.The moment we walked through the door, something shifted in her eyes."I remember this," she whispered. Looking around the foyer. "I remember coming home for the first time. Being nervous. Wondering if I belonged here.""You've always belonged here," I said. Taking her hand. "From the very first day."Over the next few days, more memories came flooding back.She'd walk into the kitchen and suddenly remember us cooking together. Laughing. Making a mess.She'd see our bedroom and remember quiet mornings. Whispered conversations. The way we'd fall asleep tangled together.Each memory made her cry. Made us both cry. But they were good tears. Happy tears.It was like falling in love all over again. Except better. Because now I knew how precious it all was. How easily it could be tak


















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