تسجيل الدخولElena Voss was born to be invisible, the spare daughter, the replacement. The girl her family fed to a billionaire to save their crumbling empire. On her wedding night, Adrian Cross drunk, furious, and betrayed took everything from her and called her by her sister's name. When the sun rose, there was a set up meant to end Elena, a crying sister, a family affidavit signed in blood. Adrian gave her six months as a ghost in his mansion but Elena didn't break, she escaped. Five years later, she returns as the CEO of E Rose Holdings, mother to secret twins, and armed with a single goal: burn the contract, bury the past, and make sure the man who destroyed her understands exactly what he threw away. Only Adrian isn't the monster she remembers. He's sober. He's searching and he's realized the woman he married was never the villain, she was the only one who fought back. In a war between two families built on lies, will love cost them everything? Or will the spare finally take the crown?
عرض المزيد"You're awake."The voice came from the foot of the bed, nothing like the drunk animal from last night.I jerked against the silk ties binding my wrists to the bedposts, they held, my shoulders ached from the angle, my ribs ached from breathing.Adrian sat in a chair he'd dragged from the corner. He was fully dressed now, charcoal suit that look like it could cost my life. The scratches on his face were covered with thin makeup but the bandage on his forearm, where I'd bitten him was fresh.He held a phone in his hand, rotating it, end over end."Do you know what my father did this morning?" he asked.I didn't answer."He announced the merger at market open," Adrian said. "Called it a 'strategic alliance through sacred union.' The stock jumped twelve percent. Board members sent flowers." He stopped rotating the phone. "To me, to us, to a marriage I don't remember consenting to.""You knew I wasn't her," I said, my voice was a rasp. "At the courthouse, you pointed it out, you married m
Adrian threw me into the suite so hard my shoulder clipped the doorframe. Bone met wood with a crack that echoed down my arm. I stumbled, caught myself on the bedpost, and tasted blood before I even hit the mattress.The door slammed. The key turned."Take off your clothes," he said.I spat on the carpet, a red glob landed an inch from his Italian leather shoe.Adrian backhanded me, my head snapped right. My vision filled with sparks, before I could recover, his hand closed around my throat and drove me backward onto the bed, the canopy shook, Rose petals red, ridiculous, mocking rained down on my face."Last time I will ask nicely," he said. His breath was whiskey. "Clothes. Off."I kneed him in the thigh, missed the groin by two inches, but the impact still buckled his leg, he snarled and punched my ribs, a short, sharp strike, something cracked. I gasped, sucking air that wouldn't come.He tore my shirt, buttons popped like gunshots, I clawed his face. My nails caught the skin abov
Adrian's fingers closed around my ankle like a manacle forged in ice. He didn't pull hard just enough to remind me that gravity was his toy, not mine."Down," he said.I kicked, my heel caught his shoulder with a satisfying crack, he barely flinched, his other hand shot through the window frame and seized my waist, yanked, i tumbled inward, my knees hit the hardwood, my palms slapped the floor, the impact rattled my teeth."Feisty," he said."The photos didn't show feisty."Father stepped forward, hands raised like he was calming a rabid dog. "Mr. Cross, please, Lily is simply nervous, bridal jitters, nothing to concern yourself with."Adrian looked at me, his green eyes tracked from my bruised cheek to my split lip to the blood drying on my chin, then down to my paint-stained T-shirt and the torn knee of my jeans."She's not the girl from the gala," Adrian said."Of course she is!" Father's laugh was a thin, wet thing. "Just... without the professional styling, the makeup, the lighti
The backhand caught my left cheek with the force of a man who'd built empires on other people's broken promises, my head whipped right, my teeth sliced the inside of my mouth, blood pooled against my gums."You'll marry him," Father said. His voice didn't rise. "Tonight. In Lily's place."I straightened, blinking away the stars dancing in my vision. "No," I said.Mother didn't look up from her phone, she sat in the leather armchair by the fire, legs crossed, sipping brandy like we were discussing dinner reservations. "Don't be tedious, Elena, say yes, save the family, and we'll forgive your little design hobby, say no, and I'll personally make sure every client you've ever sketched for receives a letter about your... mental instability.""I said no."Father hit me again, open palm this time, knuckles dragging across my cheekbone, i stumbled, my hip crashed into the edge of his desk, a crystal paperweight some award for business excellence toppled and rolled, he caught it before it f


















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