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THE MORNING AFTER

Autor: Lizzy Aik
last update Fecha de publicación: 2026-02-04 23:48:10

I woke up angry. Not the fresh anger from last night, the kind that burns hot and makes you do stupid things. This was the cold kind, the kind that settled in your bones and made everything sharp.

Damon was already awake, I could hear him moving around the apartment.

I stayed in bed, staring at the ceiling.

He'd chosen to sleep here after I gave him the ultimatum, that had to count for something.

But then he'd spent an hour in her room first.

So what did it really count for?

The door opened qui
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  • I AM BILLIONAIRE DAMON'S REPLACEMENT BRIDE    THERAPY

    DAMON'S POV I sat in the therapist’s office feeling like a damn fraud. The room was nice... soft beige walls, big comfortable chairs, one of those fake plants in the corner that looked too perfect to be real. Dr. Lang was a middle-aged guy with a calm voice and kind eyes that made me want to spill my guts and run at the same time. I’d been coming for three sessions now, ever since Marcus basically dragged me here after I sent Eve away. Today felt different, heavier. “So,” Dr. Lang said, leaning back in his chair, “you told Sophia to stay out of your life for good. How did that feel?” I rubbed my hands on my jeans. They were still a little shaky. “Felt good in the moment. Like I finally slammed the door on all her bullshit. But then I went back to that empty penthouse and it hit me again... I’m the one who let her in in the first place. I’m the reason any of this happened.” Dr. Lang nodded slowly. “Tell me more about that guilt. You’ve mentioned feeling like two different men. W

  • I AM BILLIONAIRE DAMON'S REPLACEMENT BRIDE    FINAL BREAK

    DAMON'S POV The penthouse was too damn quiet. I’d been pacing the living room for the last hour like a caged animal, phone in my hand, thumb hovering over Eve’s name for the hundredth time. Nine days. Nine fucking days since I asked her to leave, and I still couldn’t bring myself to call. Every time I tried, the memories slammed into me again... signing those papers, missing her birthday, letting Sophia crawl deeper into my life while Eve sat at home wondering if our marriage was already dead. I hated myself too much to face her. So I stayed silent, like a coward. A sharp knock on the door made me freeze. I wasn’t expecting anyone. Marcus had come by yesterday and basically told me to stop being a dumbass. My parents didn’t know I’d sent Eve away yet. So who the hell... I looked through the peephole and my stomach dropped. Sophia. She was standing there in a soft cream coat, hair perfectly done, looking like she’d stepped out of a magazine. Same old Sophia. Always timing her

  • I AM BILLIONAIRE DAMON'S REPLACEMENT BRIDE    BURNING MAD

    EVE'S POV I stood in Jessica’s kitchen at 7:15 in the morning, one hand pressed to the side of my belly while the other stirred a pot of oatmeal that I didn’t even want. Twenty-seven weeks. The doctor had said it at my last appointment, and the number still felt unreal. My belly was round and heavy now, stretching every shirt I owned, making my lower back ache by the end of the day. The baby kicked hard and often, little feet or elbows jabbing like he or she was trying to remind me I wasn’t alone in this mess. But some days I felt more alone than ever. It had been nine days since Damon asked me to leave our apartment. Nine days of sleeping in Jessica’s guest room, nine days of waking up reaching for him only to remember he wasn’t there. Nine days of radio silence. He hadn’t returned a single call. Not one text. Not even a “are you okay?” At first I was sad, heartbroken. I cried in the shower every morning so Jessica wouldn’t hear. I replayed his broken voice asking me to go, te

  • I AM BILLIONAIRE DAMON'S REPLACEMENT BRIDE    ALONE WITH THE MONSTER

    DAMON'S POV The penthouse felt like a fucking tomb. I stood in the middle of the living room after Eve left, the door still clicking shut in my head like it was the loudest sound I’d ever heard. The place was too quiet, too big. Too full of ghosts. I could still smell her vanilla lotion in the air, still see the little dent on the couch where she liked to curl up with her hand on her belly. Now it was just me. Alone with everything I’d done. I walked over to the big windows and stared out at the city lights, but I wasn’t really seeing them. My head was too loud. The memories weren’t coming in flashes anymore... they were just there, sitting heavy in my chest like they’d always belonged. No gaps, no blurry edges. Everything. I remembered signing those divorce papers in the hospital room. Sophia on her bed, crying those perfect fake tears, telling me Eve had pushed her. I remembered the cold certainty I felt when I picked up the pen. I hadn’t even called Eve, hadn’t given her a

  • I AM BILLIONAIRE DAMON'S REPLACEMENT BRIDE    THE DOOR CLOSES AGAIN

    EVE'S POV The silence in our apartment pressed down on me like a living thing, heavy and suffocating, wrapping itself around my chest until every breath felt labored. I stood motionless in the hallway just outside the guest room door, my palm resting flat against the cool wood as though I could somehow push my love and my fear through it to reach the man who was breaking apart on the other side. My heart throbbed with a deep, relentless ache that radiated outward, settling low in my belly where our baby continued to move with restless, unsettled kicks, as if the little one could sense the fracture splitting open between us. Damon’s earlier sobs had quieted into occasional ragged breaths that still reached me through the door, each one cutting into my soul like shards of glass. I had knocked gently several times throughout the long hours, offering water, offering food, offering nothing more than the comfort of my presence and my unwavering love, but every time his broken, ho

  • I AM BILLIONAIRE DAMON'S REPLACEMENT BRIDE    DEVASTATION

    DAMON'S POV The memories came without mercy, like a storm that had been building for weeks and finally broke open above my head. I had only stepped into the kitchen to get a glass of water, my mind lightly turning over what we might cook for dinner together, when the first sharp image slammed into me with such force that the glass slipped from my fingers and shattered across the tiles. I barely registered the sound. My knees gave way, and I slid down the cabinet until I was sitting on the cold floor, surrounded by glittering shards and spilled water, my hands pressed desperately against my temples as if I could somehow hold the flood back. But I couldn’t. It all rushed in at once...vivid, merciless, and soaked in shame so deep it felt like it might drown me. I saw myself in that hospital room, the sterile smell of antiseptic still clinging to the memory. I was there beside Sophia's bed, tears streaming down her face as she recounted how Eve had supposedly pushed her down the st

  • I AM BILLIONAIRE DAMON'S REPLACEMENT BRIDE    THE PACKAGE

    Monday morning I woke up to the doorbell ringing.Repeatedly."Someone's dead," Damon muttered into his pillow."It's seven AM.""Still dead. Whoever's at the door."I dragged myself up and grabbed his shirt off the floor. Pulled it on and shuffled to the door.The doorman was standing there with a

    last updateÚltima actualización : 2026-03-21

  • I AM BILLIONAIRE DAMON'S REPLACEMENT BRIDE    THE MEETING

    Saturday afternoon I changed outfits four times before settling on jeans and a sweater.Casual. Not trying too hard.But the jeans were the expensive ones Damon had insisted on buying me last week. And the sweater was cashmere. So casual with an asterisk."You look fine," Damon said from the bed wh

    last updateÚltima actualización : 2026-03-21

  • I AM BILLIONAIRE DAMON'S REPLACEMENT BRIDE    THE CONFRONTATION

    I was pacing the living room when Damon walked in.He took one look at my face and stopped dead. "What happened to your cheek?""Your mother happened.""What?""She hit me. At lunch. Slapped me across the face in the middle of La Bernardin."He just stared. Like he couldn't process what I was sayin

    last updateÚltima actualización : 2026-03-20

  • I AM BILLIONAIRE DAMON'S REPLACEMENT BRIDE    CAUGHT

    Two weeks.It had been two weeks of this weird new thing where we were kind of dating but also married but also still pretending in public that we were just business partners.It was exhausting and confusing and somehow the best two weeks I'd had in years.Damon made me coffee every morning. We had

    last updateÚltima actualización : 2026-03-20
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