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My Fiancé and Best Friend, Both Betrayed Me Chapter 9
"Please, Clara..." she whimpered, sinking to her knees on the sidewalk, right there in front of the city's elite. "I'm your sister. You said so yourself.""The sister I had died the night she walked into my bedroom with another man," I said firmly. "I’m not your savior, Elena. And I’m certainly not your friend. If Julian is as dangerous as you say, call the police. That’s what strangers do when they’re in trouble."My car pulled up to the curb. My driver opened the door, and I stepped inside without looking back."Clara! You can't leave me like this!" she screamed, her voice cracking against the polished glass of the window.As the car pulled away, I watched her through the rear-view mirror—a small, broken figure kneeling in the glow of the streetlights, still waiting for someone else to fix the mess she had made.Behind her, I saw a familiar frayed trench coat stepping out from the corner of the building. Julian. He didn't look at me. He was staring at Elena with a look of cold, simm
My Fiancé and Best Friend, Both Betrayed Me Chapter 8
I thought Julian's chapter in my life would be closed, and that would be the last time I saw him. But it was just the beginning.He started texting me that same night. I wondered how he got my number.My phone buzzed incessantly on the nightstand of my hotel suite. I didn’t have to unlock it to see the desperation bleeding through the notifications.Julian (11:42 PM): She’s screaming again, Clara. Every time I look at her, I feel sick. How did I ever choose her over you?Julian (11:50 PM): I caught her kissing our neighbour, and when I confronted her, she said he had bought her a designer dress that I couldn't, and she was just thanking him. How did I end up with such a whore?Julian (1:15 AM): She seduced me, Clara. I was loyal to you. It's her fault. Just give me one more chance. Please, I’ll never betray you again.I stared at the screen for a moment, feeling a cold sense of detachment. A year ago, he told me it was not her fault but his. He told me he wanted her. Now, he was blami
My Fiancé and Best Friend, Both Betrayed Me Chapter 7
A year later, I was back.The London fog had suited me, but the bright, sharp skyline of New York was a reminder of how much I had grown in a year. I wasn't the same Clara who had fled in a haze of betrayal. I was the lead counsel for one of the largest conglomerates in Europe, my name now synonymous with a ruthless, unshakable brilliance.I was back for a week to finalize the opening of our East Coast branch. After a morning of high-stakes meetings, I met my old friend and ex-assistant I had left my law firm with, at a quiet, understated bar in Midtown—the kind of place where privacy was as expensive as the scotch."You look good, Clara," she noted, leaning back. "London looks good on you.""I feel good," I replied, taking a sip of my drink. I didn't ask, but she knew me well enough to provide the one update I hadn't gone looking for."In case you were wondering," she began, her voice dropping an octave. "The 'Golden Couple' didn't even make it six months in love. Julian’s law firm f
My Fiancé and Best Friend, Both Betrayed Me Chapter 6
The aftermath was more explosive than a New York summer storm. By the time I reached my car, the footage had already bypassed the ballroom walls. In the age of social media, a billionaire’s infidelity caught on 4K video wasn't just gossip; it was a viral hot topic in the city.Within forty-eight hours, the "Morgan Empire" began to fracture. Julian’s father, true to his word, issued a public statement through the board of directors, formally stripping Julian of his CEO title and placing him on an indefinite leave of absence from his company. The Morgans' family legacy was built on a foundation of old-money reputation and "traditional values," and Julian had tainted it for a few months of "submissive" flattery.Julian was only left with his law firm, which he had established. But its condition was also not very good. He was losing his clients continuously. Employees were worried about their salaries and began resigning.His clients didn't care about his heart; they cared about his judgm
My Fiancé and Best Friend, Both Betrayed Me Chapter 5
When the light returned, it wasn't a vlog of their love. It was a security feed from my own bedroom, dated two months before our breakup. It showed Elena walking through my closet, mocking my clothes, and Julian laughing as he told her how much easier she was to control than I was.Then, the audio kicked in."You make me feel better than Clara, El." Julian’s voice boomed through the speakers. "She doesn't know as many skills as you do. You really know how to turn me on. You are submissive and easy to control, while she is… very challenging.” “You shouldn't talk about her like that,” Elena's voice sounded, laced with feigned concern, “After all, she is your fiancée and… my friend. I won't let you talk badly about her.”Julian's voice sounded back, laced with lust and impatience, “So what? She is in the UK at the moment. She doesn't know you are in her bed, in her room. With her fiance…” After that, the sound that echoed was the sound of kisses and smooches.The silence that followed
My Fiancé and Best Friend, Both Betrayed Me Chapter 4
Three days later, Julian burst into my office.The heavy oak doors slammed against the wall with a violence that made my assistant gasp. He didn't look like the poised billionaire the media adored. His tie was loose, his hair was a mess, and his face was flushed with a dangerous heat."Clara! Have you lost your mind?" he roared, slamming a folder onto my desk. "Did you actually go to Elena’s parents? Her father called her this morning—he disowned her! He called her a 'shameful thief' and told her never to show her face again. She’s been locked in the bathroom for hours, sobbing that she wants to end it all. Are you happy now?"I didn't even look up from my laptop. I calmly highlighted a row on my spreadsheet before speaking. "Actions have consequences, Julian. If she didn't want her parents to know she was a homewrecker, she shouldn't have moved into my bed the moment I stepped onto a plane."A pang of bitterness flickered in my chest. I had spent tens of thousands of dollars clearing
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