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The Invisible Bride

Author: Favor V April
last update publish date: 2026-04-07 19:47:51

Delia’s POV

The sunlight that spilled across the silk sheets of the East Wing guest suite was too bright, too cold, and entirely too quiet.

I blinked my eyes open, the heavy silence of the Windsor estate pressing against my eardrums like a physical weight. My hand reached for the other side of the king-sized bed, searching for the warmth of a body, the presence of a husband, or even just the messy reality of a shared night.

It was cold. The Egyptian cotton was perfectly smooth, undisturbed by a
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    Julian’s POVThe clock hit 21:00, and I was already insane. I wanted to see her. I wanted to explain everything. I did not know how much she knew, but one thing I was certain about was that she already knew I was the man from seven years ago. She probably knew everything by now.I sat in the presidential suite at the Aman, staring at the city lights through the big windows. The room felt too big and too empty. I had not eaten anything all day. Food did not matter. Nothing mattered except getting back to Katia and fixing this mess I had created.There was a knock at the door. I had not ordered anything.“Who is it?” I growled.“Room service,” a voice answered.I did not order shit. I walked to the door anyway and opened it.Katia stood there. She wore a red wide-brim felt fedora Chanel hat, red lipstick, a long red Chanel coat, and red Christian Louboutin heels. Fuck. She looked lethal. I stood there frozen, just looking at my wife.She walked past me into the room without saying a wor

  • My Accidental Billionaire Husband    Don’t act like it was a grand sacrifice

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  • My Accidental Billionaire Husband    Burn It All Down 

    Delia's POVThe morning sun hit my face, but I felt no warmth. I sat up in the stiff sheets of my childhood bed, my head throbbing with the memories of the night before. I did not bother with coffee or breakfast. I walked downstairs to find Martha and David sitting at the breakfast table, their faces tight with concern and pity."Delia, sit and have something to eat," Martha said, her voice soft."I need to go back," I cut her off. I did not listen to their protests. I grabbed the keys to Martha’s car from the hook by the door and walked out into the biting morning air. I drove toward Manhattan, my knuckles white against the steering wheel. Every mile brought more fury, more desperation. I had to fix this. I had to reclaim what was mine.When I arrived at the mansion, my stomach dropped. Workers were hauling bags out of the front door, tossing them onto the lawn like trash. They were my things. Every silk dress, every pair of heels, every piece of jewelry I had carefully curated for t

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