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Married To My Enemy's Son

Married To My Enemy's Son

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last updateLast Updated : 2025-05-06
By:  The Phenomenal WriterOngoing
Language: English
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Drama

Sweet Love

Girl Power

Intelligent

Star

Protective

Second Chance

Revenge

Hate to Love

Selina Okoye lost everything when her father was falsely accused of fraud by Raymond Bellington—the powerful CEO of Bellington Holdings. The scandal sent her family into ruins and took her father’s life. Years later, Selina is forced into a strategic marriage to Adrian Bellington, Raymond’s only son and heir to the same empire that destroyed her family. Cold, calculated, and quietly noble, Adrian agrees to the union for his own reasons—an inheritance clause that demands he marries before taking over the company. Determined to never forgive the Bellingtons, Selina plans to endure the marriage for the sake of her family’s survival and leave when the time is right. But Adrian is nothing like his father. And as cracks form in her hate, feelings she thought were impossible begin to grow. Just when trust begins to bloom, Selina uncovers a dark family secret—one that threatens to break everything they’ve started to build. Can two enemies-turned-strangers find love in a marriage built on pain? Or will the past destroy their future before it even begins?

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22 Chapters
Chapter 1: A Vow in Chains
They say a wedding is supposed to be the happiest day of a woman’s life. But as I stood behind the heavy oak doors of the Bellington private chapel, dressed in white like some willing bride, I had never felt more like a prisoner.My name is Selina Okoye, and today I am marrying the son of the man who destroyed my family.The fabric of my gown—silk imported from Paris, handpicked by a planner I never met—felt like a noose around my neck. Every pin in my updo, every glossy layer of lipstick, every jewel in the necklace that once belonged to the late Mrs. Bellington screamed of wealth, power, and something I didn’t have the luxury of: choice.Outside the doors, the music began to play. A grand piano piece that sounded more like a requiem than a wedding march. My cue.The ushers opened the doors.I stepped into a sea of strangers wearing forced smiles and expensive perfume. Chandeliers glittered above them, casting halos on people with hearts colder than the marble beneath their feet. All
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Chapter 2: The Enemy's Embrace
The morning after my sham of a wedding dawned with golden sunlight streaming through diamond-paned windows. A soft knock echoed through the suite just as I zipped up my dress—a sleek emerald green number I hadn’t picked myself. Nothing in this new life was mine. Not the house. Not the clothes. And certainly not the man whose name now followed mine.“Breakfast is served in the East Conservatory, ma’am,” a maid said with a curtsy. Her eyes avoided mine, trained to be obedient.I nodded stiffly, brushing past her.I found Adrian already seated at a long glass table, flipping through the New York Times like it was just another Tuesday. Not the morning after our wedding. Not the first day of our very public union.He didn’t even look up.“You’re late.”“Good morning to you too,” I muttered, sliding into a chair at the opposite end.A butler poured me coffee. I didn’t thank him. My stomach churned. The air between Adrian and me was thick with tension, and even the chirping of the birds in t
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Chapter 3: Dangerous Games
The morning after the gala, I expected silence—maybe avoidance. Instead, I woke up to the scent of fresh coffee and the sound of Adrian on a phone call in the lounge.“Yes. Increase the stake. If Gregory wants a war, he’ll get one.”His voice was sharp, low, calculated. Not the man who’d looked hollow the night before. Not the man who’d asked me if I hated him.I hovered by the doorway, watching. His black silk robe hung open slightly at the collar, revealing a chiseled chest I hadn’t noticed before. I hated that my eyes lingered.He ended the call and turned, catching me.“Eavesdropping?”“Not intentionally,” I said. “But it was hard to miss your declaration of war.”He poured a second cup of coffee and handed it to me without asking. I accepted it, reluctantly.“Gregory’s been moving money through shell accounts overseas,” Adrian said. “He’s trying to hide something.”“And you’re just going to dig until you find it?”Adrian met my eyes. “I’m not just playing for control anymore. I’m
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Chapter 4: Secrets in the Silence
The night was thick with tension. Rain beat down against the mansion's tall windows, each drop a drumbeat of doom. I stood by the curtain, barely breathing as the black SUVs idled outside. Men in dark suits moved like phantoms, spreading out across the front lawn with military precision.Adrian shoved a pistol into the back waistband of his pants. "Upstairs. Now."My legs moved before my brain caught up. I sprinted up the marble staircase, my heart racing, the sound of my footsteps drowned by the sudden roar of thunder. Behind me, Adrian keyed in a security code to a hidden panel. A wall slid open, revealing a narrow passage."This leads to the east tower," he whispered. "There's a hidden surveillance room there. You'll be safe."I grabbed his arm. "I'm not leaving you."His eyes flicked to the front door, which rattled under the weight of a heavy knock.He didn’t argue. Just grabbed my hand, pulling me into the tunnel. The wall sealed behind us, and darkness enveloped us."Lights," A
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Chapter 5: The Flames We Light
We barely had time to grab the essentials—flash drives, burner phones, cash, a change of clothes. The safe house that once felt like a sanctuary now hummed with the urgency of escape. Wren’s fingers flew across the keyboard, rerouting our signal through at least seven proxies.“Two SUVs on the highway,” she said, not looking up. “ETA five minutes.”Adrian holstered his weapon, handing me a duffel bag. “Out the back. There’s a trail into the forest. Leads to a decommissioned ranger station. We’ll lose them in the trees.”I didn’t hesitate. My pulse thudded in my ears, adrenaline drowning fear. As we pushed open the back door, Wren tossed Adrian a second drive.“This one has the Orchid Project coordinates decoded. Find the location. Expose the operation.”“And you?” I asked.She grinned. “I’ll delay them. Give you a head start.”Adrian narrowed his eyes. “Don’t be a hero, Wren.”“I’m not. I’m a ghost.”We vanished into the forest as headlights crested the hill. Behind us, tires screeche
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Chapter 6: Ties That Bleed
We didn’t sleep that night. Our bags were packed, the flash drive backed up in three locations, and Wren’s fingers danced over her laptop as she rerouted our signal through a dozen proxies. Adrian moved like a soldier preparing for war, checking weapons, mapping escape routes, barely saying a word.“Where are we headed?” I asked, my voice hushed in the quiet morning light.“Madrid,” he replied. “I have a contact there—someone who’s been tracking Gregory’s global transactions for years. If anyone can connect the dots, it’s him.”The idea of flying halfway across the world in the middle of a manhunt felt surreal, but so had everything since our wedding night. I nodded, trusting Adrian even when the world beneath my feet constantly shifted.Wren handed him a burner phone. “Use only this. If he pings your location, I’ll know.”“Thanks, Wren,” I said, grateful for her strange, sleepless genius.She smiled, tired and jittery. “Go bring down the devil.”We boarded a private jet under an alia
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Chapter 7: The Cost of Vows
Silence followed the gunshot, the kind of silence that screams in your ears. For a moment, the world stopped spinning.Adrian hit the floor.I dropped to my knees beside him, blood blooming beneath his tuxedo. “Adrian!”His eyes fluttered open, dazed but alive. The bullet had grazed his side, not his heart.Gregory cursed under his breath. “Next one won’t miss.”Amara didn’t wait. She fired twice—clean, precise. One of Gregory’s guards fell. The other stumbled back, wounded. Gregory ducked behind a column, disappearing into the chaos.“We have to get him out,” Amara barked, dragging Adrian up by one arm.I slung his other arm around my shoulder. “Don’t you dare die on me.”Adrian managed a weak smile. “You bossy when I’m bleeding. I like it.”We escaped through the alley, chased by the sound of sirens and screams. Paris blurred around us, a city too beautiful for this kind of darkness.Luca had secured a safe house on the outskirts of the city—a crumbling manor once owned by a forgott
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Chapter 8 : Whisper in the Wind
The hush of Zurich's morning wrapped around us like a soft cloak, as if the world itself was sighing in relief. The storm was over—or so we thought.I watched the golden sunlight spill across Adrian’s face, a rare moment of peace softening his usually intense features. He looked at me with a tenderness I hadn’t seen since our wedding night, when we were strangers pretending not to be enemies.But now, we weren’t pretending.And we weren’t strangers anymore.“You really going to wear that ring this time?” he asked, brushing a lock of hair from my cheek.I looked down at the simple diamond on my finger—no politics, no contracts, no lies. Just love.“I might even mean the vows this time,” I said, smirking.He kissed me, slow and deep, and for a heartbeat, the world was quiet.But it didn’t last.By the afternoon, the headlines had shifted. From triumph to tension.Mysterious Death of Billionaire Gregory Bellington Sparks Global InvestigationInterpol Confirms Evidence Leak Tied to Child
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Chapter 9: Shadows Beneath the Gold
Dubai glistened under the morning sun, a city of mirages and illusions. Skyscrapers sliced the sky like daggers of glass, and wealth flowed through every marble corridor. But beneath its opulence, secrets coiled like smoke—secrets we had come to unravel.Adrian and I stepped out of the private car, our eyes scanning the majestic exterior of the Alaric Gallery. The building, wrapped in ivory marble and shimmering glass, looked like a palace. Inside was the man known only as Orion—or so we hoped.“I’ve never trusted beauty that hides danger,” Adrian murmured.“Then you must’ve never trusted me,” I replied with a wry smile.He glanced at me, the corner of his mouth twitching. “You’re different. You bite back.”The moment we entered the gallery, silence embraced us. Modern art lined the walls—splashes of color that screamed rebellion, frames that whispered grief. The curator, a lean woman in a crimson dress, approached with the kind of smile that never reached her eyes.“Mr. Alaric will b
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Chapter 10: The Trapdoor Beneath Silence
Smoke from the explosions curled into the sky like serpents, thick and choking. The blast had shaken the street, breaking windows and sending debris flying like shrapnel. The Interpol building was still standing, but the warning was clear: Sebastian Vaughn wasn’t running—he was declaring war.Adrian pulled me back against the concrete wall. “We need to move. Now.”I nodded, my hands trembling. The adrenaline hadn’t faded, but the fear had turned into fire. Vaughn wasn’t just playing defense. He was hunting us. Wren, pale and limping slightly, emerged from the building behind us, flanked by Luca and Amara. She was still recovering, but the rage in her eyes made her look invincible. “He wants to make us afraid. Let’s show him he picked the wrong targets.”We escaped through an underground parking lot, using Amara’s pre-planned exit route. She never went anywhere without one. A black unmarked van waited, engine humming. We climbed in, and as the city chaos receded behind us, a grim sile
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