LOGINInés never wanted to be saved. When her mother married a dying billionaire, it came with a price: living under the same roof as Miguel Alvarez, the cold, arrogant heir who treats her like she's dirt on his expensive shoes. But her mother's new marriage isn't about love. It's about survival. Because back in their old life, they owe dangerous people dangerous money. And those people don't forget. So every night while everyone thinks she's at the library, Inés dances under red lights at P-Valley, the city's most exclusive strip club. Behind a mask and a wig, she's not the boring stepsister. She's Red, untouchable, mysterious and free. Until the night Miguel walks in. He doesn't recognize her. But he can't stop watching and wanting her. At home, he ignores her. At the club, he's obsessed with her. Inés knows she should run before he discovers the truth. But she doesn't because as much as she hates him, her body betrays her every time he's near. But secrets buried in the dark always come to light. And when Miguel discovers that the girl he craves and the stepsister he despises are the same person, it won't just shatter them, it'll burn down everything they thought they knew.
View MoreThrowback: Three Years AgoThe headquarters of Alvarez & Sons was a fortress of glass and steel, designed to make anyone who entered feel small. Inés walked through the lobby, her oversized trench coat cinched tight despite the warmth of the building. She kept her head down, her eyes fixed on Miguel’s expensive leather shoes as she followed him toward the executive elevators.Their father had insisted on this orientation. Santiago wanted Inés to understand the family business, to see the empire she was now technically a part of. But to Inés, the building felt like a giant cage."Stay here," Miguel commanded as they reached the glass-walled lounge of the executive suite. "I need to drop these files in the boardroom. Don't wander off. I don't want to have to hunt you down in my own office.""I'm not going anywhere, Miguel," Inés whispered, her voice barely audible over the hum of the air conditioning.Miguel gave her a sharp, impatient nod and disappeared behind the heavy oak doors. Iné
Throwback: Three Years Ago Uncle Clifford strode in, his purple sequined gown shimmering like a warning sign. He didn't offer his usual theatrical flair or a witty greeting. His face was a mask of fury, the veins in his neck bulging against his pearl choker. Carlos remained seated in the high backed leather chair, He slowly lowered the glass of scotch from his lips, his eyes tracking Clifford’s frantic movement across the rug. "You’ve got a lot of nerve sitting there looking like a saint," Clifford hissed, slamming his palms onto the desk. "I just spent the last thirty minutes dabbing concealer on Red’s back. There are raw, angry welts that look like they were delivered by someone who wanted to break her spirit." Carlos set his glass down with a soft clink. "Didn't she say it was an aciddent, Clifford?" "I know you know what really happened!" Clifford shouted, his voice cracking with a rare, raw emotion. "She told me she fell, those weren't from a fall."Carlos leaned forward
Throwback: Three Years AgoMaria sat at the center of the VIP booth, her silk dress catching the light. Everyone kept looking at her, but she wasn't paying attention to any of it. Her focus was on Miguel.Miguel was slouched in the armchair beside her, holding a drink he hadn't touched. He was staring at nothing. He looked like he wanted to be anywhere else but here. "Miguel?" Maria leaned in, her perfume a heavy, floral cloud. She draped an arm over his shoulder, her manicured nails digging slightly into his blazer. "Babe, you haven't said a word since the appetizers came out. And now, everyone’s asking if you’re okay." Miguel didn't blink. He just let out a slow, heavy breath. "I’m fine, Maria. Just a long week." "A long week?" Maria’s voice took on a sharp, small edge. She forced a laugh for the benefit of the girls watching from the next table. "It’s my birthday, Miguel. You promised we’d celebrate, but you’ve been acting like a ghost all night." Carlos, sitting directly a
Throwback: Three Years Ago"I need a break," Miguel had groaned, rubbing his eyes. "Go grab us some water or a coffee, Carlos. I need to finish this projection before the board call for another meeting."Carlos walked down the grand hallway, his leather soles clicking rhythmically. He had been upstairs in Miguel’s private study for two hours, buried under a mountain of real estate proposals and acquisition contracts. Miguel was obsessive when he worked, a trait Carlos found both useful and pathetic.He pushed open the heavy swinging doors to the kitchen. Standing by the central island, her back to him, was a girl wrapped in a sweater three sizes too large. Her hair was pulled back into a messy, unremarkable bun.Inés.Carlos leaned against the doorframe, crossing his arms. He watched her for a moment as she poured water into a glass. She looked small. She was wearing baggy grey sweatpants and a thick knit cardigan that hid every curve of her body.He felt a jolt of pure, dark amusemen
Carmen stood in the center of the boutique, holding a cream-colored blouse against her chest. She laughed at something Elena said. Around them, two other friends, Sofia and Lucia, were busy pulling dresses from the racks."This color is perfect for you, Carmen," Elena said, adjusting the collar. "I
Miguel called that he was coming, but he didn't mention he was coming with Maria.Of course, she just had to tag along. Inés kept her face neutral Maria air-kissed Carlos on both cheeks and made a small comment about the whole dreadful situation, and then she turned to Inés with eyes that were war
Miguel stood near one of the tall windows overlooking the garden, a glass of scotch in his hand that he'd been nursing for the past twenty minutes without actually drinking. He'd gotten through the ceremony by sheer force of will, had managed to sit in that pew and watch Inés say her vows without s
Two months.Carlos stared at the sleeping woman beside him, still unable to quite believe that this was real, that Inés was actually his wife now, that she wore his ring and shared his bed and had legally bound herself to him in ways that couldn't be easily undone.Two months of having her completel


















Welcome to GoodNovel world of fiction. If you like this novel, or you are an idealist hoping to explore a perfect world, and also want to become an original novel author online to increase income, you can join our family to read or create various types of books, such as romance novel, epic reading, werewolf novel, fantasy novel, history novel and so on. If you are a reader, high quality novels can be selected here. If you are an author, you can obtain more inspiration from others to create more brilliant works, what's more, your works on our platform will catch more attention and win more admiration from readers.
reviews