LOGINWith me, you do not need to drop your princess crown and assume the place of a pauper. With me, you can remain a queen and I… your subject.” ***** Ophelia had what everyone called a perfect marriage. A rich, charismatic husband who adored her openly, a multi-million dollar company, and a life every woman envied. That was until she caught him kissing his so-called cousin, right after she finished donating blood to the cousin’s child. As if that wasn’t devastating enough, the next minute, the doctor’s words hit her. “Mrs. Whitmore, the DNA results came back identical three times. You’re the mother of Alia Cassel.” In one heartbeat, she realized— behind her four years of marriage was a heart-wrenching lie. Julius Whitmore, the man she called her husband wasn’t only cheating with his so-called cousin, they'd been raising the daughter she mourned three years ago. Hell hath no fury like a mother betrayed and she wouldn’t walk away empty-handed. She will serve karma on a golden platter and retrieve everything she lost in this marriage. Her career. Her company. Most importantly…. Her daughter. Even if it meant making a deal with the devil himself— Ronan Throne, her husband’s archenemy. Her brother-in-law!
View MoreOPHELIA“We’re moving.”“What do you mean?” I let out a disbelieving chuckle.“After the wedding, we’ll move to a safer place. Just for now.”I frowned, confused. I was beginning to understand the man even less (not that I ever did anyway). First it was moving the wedding and now we’re also moving to another place? I shifted uncomfortably in my seat. Was there something serious going on that I didn’t know about? “I understand that this is coming really abruptly. It was unplanned by me too,” he explained. “But it is just for the meantime. Maybe for a month or two. After that, we’ll return to the mansion.”“But why are we moving? Your mansion is safe enough.” Last time I checked, he had numerous guards posted at each corner of the roads leading to the mansion. The mansion itself was surrounded by guards. It didn’t make any sense to me.“It’s no longer safe.”I angled my body to face him.“If there is something huge going on, I’d like to know. Why is it no longer safe?”He drew in a sh
OPHELIAI clamped my eyes shut for a second and when I opened them again, he still stood there in place. When the staff opened the door and he slowly started to walk in, I blinked in disbelief.I wasn’t imagining things.His gaze was glued to mine as he stepped deeper into the fitting room, his eyes tracking over the dress— from the sweetheart neckline to the intricate beadings to the fitted bodice that clinched my waist perfectly.Even when Brittany stepped to him and they engaged in a handshake, his eyes never left me. He wore a dark grey suit which was unbuttoned, exposing his white dress shirt. The other girls in the room went to the corner and from where I stood, I could hear their tiny squeals. I tore my gaze off his when he finally reached me. My eyes began to flicker everywhere but him. What was he doing here? When I was informed of the booked section, I didn’t think he would come too.He sucked in a breath. “You’re done?” “Ye-yes. I think I’ll go for this one.”He hummed.
OPHELIA Only when my back slammed against the closed door of my bedroom did I release the breath that’d hung on my throat. My heart pounded heavily against my chest, moving so violently that one might think I was having a heart attack.Maybe I was?What was this feeling exactly? It felt as though my heart wanted to rip from my chest. I placed a hand over it, trying to calm it down. I leaned my head against the door and brought my thumb to my lower lip.He’d kissed me.Ronan had kissed me. And I’d kissed him back for a moment.The way he’d kissed me, good Lord…. I’d never been kissed that way. He’d kissed me as though I was his breath— dominated my lips utterly. The way he’d pressed his body against me, I still feel the ridges against my chest. And I liked it.He was right. I couldn't deny what was between us. The sexual tension or whatever it was. But definitely, there was something sexual. My throbbing core was evidence.As the scene flashed in my head again I crossed my legs tight
RONANThe more I stared at her, the more the scene flashed into my head.He’d fucking kissed her. She’d stood there, without a single fucking word!I tightened my fist, motivating more blood to spill to the floor. God, I could still feel the surge of anger in me. He’d fucking touched her. I should’ve killed him.My fingers shot forward to grab my chin, my thumb running roughly over her bottom lips as if to wipe the trace.She pressed her back against the wall. “Tell me, did you enjoy him kissing you?”“Ronan.”“Hypocrite,” I muttered bitterly. “You said you’re done with him. Did you fucking like it when that bastard kissed…”I didn’t have the chance to finish as her palm collided against my cheek, sending my head sideways. She gasped.My jaw ticked and I let out a chuckle. I returned my eyes. “You insulted me. Besides, what does it have to do with you?”“I’m protecting you.”“I’m an adult. I can kiss whoever I want. Our relationship is simply an arrangement. You signed that we can
OPHELIA Ronan’s brow lifted even further. He said nothing. For a minute, his brown eyes fixed on me as if trying to read my thoughts. I shifted uncomfortably. For some reason, this man unsettled me. Unlike his brother's golden retriever look of brown hair and blue eyes, he was like a dark monster
OPHELIA“Mrs Whitmore, I’m sorry. This death certificate is fake.” The officer at the medical records department informed me.It was mid-morning, and I was standing at the medical records department of the same hospital where I’d lost my baby. Holding the very death certificate they'd issued then.
OPHELIA Not a second passed before I pulled away and took a quick step away from him. “Mr Throne.” As always, my brother-in-law wore that same smug, unreadable expression. He said nothing. Instead, his eyes raked over my body slowly and deliberately, from my head to my toes. Then his gaze retu
OPHELIASelena paused the moment her eyes fell on me. She looked from me to the child and before I could blink, she hurried toward us, shoved me out of the way, and bundled the child in a hug. “Alia, dear.”I grabbed the table to steady myself.“Oh, my child. Thank goodness you’re awake. I was alm












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