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VICTORIA LANNISTER'S NIGHTMARE
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2026-08-23 00:19:01
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REBIRTH OF THE SUBSTITUTE BRIDE WHY ARE YOU SO MUCH TROUBLE RORY?
Chapter 26My brain roared in absolute, unhinged panic, screaming at me like a fire alarm in a locked room.I can't drink this. I can't swallow a single drop of whatever this disgusting and horribly smelling thing was! If I drink it, it could kill my baby. It could tear my child out of me before the sun goes down!Victoria sat at the head of the mahogany table, her sharp, dark eyes fixed on me intently, waiting for me to obey. Beside her, Bella’s painted lips curved into a cruel, spiteful sneer, her eyes gleaming with malicious delight at my obvious discomfort. Kade was still staring into his coffee cup with that insufferable, detached boredom, completely oblivious to the fact that his mother was holding a gun to my head.Refusing outright was suicide. I was cornered. Trap closed. No exit.So I have to make my own exit.I forced my hands to shake violently, wrapping my fingers loosely around the warm porcelain rim of the bowl. My lungs hitched, and I let out a ragged, terrified breat
REBIRTH OF THE SUBSTITUTE BRIDE A BOWL OF POISON
Chapter 25I took another tiny bite of my toast, forcing myself to chew until it dissolved into paste, keeping my eyes fixed firmly on the floral pattern of my plate while a silent, raging storm tore through my chest.Across from me, Bella’s annoyingly grating laughter bubbled up for the third time in ten minutes. She leaned so close into Kade's space that her blonde hair was practically entering his mouth. I would've pitied him if I didn't hate him. Her slender, manicured fingers caged his forearm like she owned him, stroking his lapel with shameless affection while whispering something in his ear.And Kade? He remained in her hold. Didn't even look the least perturbed. He sat there sipping his black coffee, acting as though he hadn't crossed the threshold of my suite last night, as though his heavy, alcohol-soaked body hadn't collapsed on top of mine, and as though his mouth hadn't crushed against mine in the dark.I hate him. I despise every single drop of blood running through h
REBIRTH OF THE SUBSTITUTE BRIDE HE THINKS IT WAS BELLA!
CHAPTER 24My eyes flicked open to the soft morning light filtering through the floor-to-ceiling French windows.My neck felt stiff, and my back was completely numb. I was still slumped against the cold, hard wall near the balcony, my knees pulled tightly against my chest.I looked over at the massive four-poster bed where Kade was supposed to be snoring on.It was empty. The silk sheets were crumpled and messy on one side where he had been lying, but the man himself was gone. Sometime during the early hours of the morning, he had probably gotten up and vanished like a freaking thief into the night.I didn't even get to spend my first night in that stupid feather bed, I thought bitterly, slowly pushing myself up from the floor. My joints popped in protest, a sharp reminder of the cold floor I'd slept on, the awkward posture I'd fallen asleep in, and how ridiculous I was being.I stood there in the quiet room, wrapping my arms around myself as the lingering humiliation of last night ru
REBIRTH OF THE SUBSTITUTE BRIDE KADE JUST KISSED ME
CHAPTER 23The silence of the West Wing suite settled around me like a heavy blanket, broken only by the faint rustle of the beds' sheer canopy netting in the breeze.I lay in the dark, my fingers absentmindedly tracing the soft fabric of the duvet. My mind was spinning, replaying the chaotic fever dream my life had become in less than twenty-four hours.One single day in this room, and I had already survived my stupid thoughts of fantasising a Life in the Lannisters estate, Victoria yanking my hair and threatening my life, followed by an elderly maid feeding me warm broth like I was a human being worth caring for.Such a day!My mind drifted back to the maid again.I squeezed my eyes shut, her tired, sorrowful face flashing in my mind. She had looked at me with genuine pity. She had apologized for not being able to help me. If there was a single person in this sprawling, cold estate who possessed an ounce of humanity, it was her.Tomorrow, I thought, a desperate spark of hope ignitin
REBIRTH OF THE SUBSTITUTE BRIDE VICTORIA LANNISTER'S NIGHTMARE
CHAPTER 22I stayed curled on the bed for a long time after the witch had gone. My fingers trembled as I slowly raised my hand, gently tenderizing the sore roots of my scalp where Victoria had yanked my hair, before sliding my palm down to cup the side of my throat.The skin on my neck burned. I could still feel the hot, throbbing imprint of her manicured fingers pressing into my skin like a brand.I sucked in a shaky, uneven breath, closing my eyes tight. I was so tired. Tired of being hurt, tired of being terrified, tired of fighting every single second of the day just to breathe.A quiet, tentative knock sounded at the door.I flinched, pulling my hands away from my throat, my body tensing instantly. "Who is it?"The door pushed open slowly, revealing an older woman in a sharp, dark grey maid’s uniform. Her hair was pulled back into a neat, silver-streaked bun, and she was pushing a tall brass utility cart into the room."Pardon the intrusion, ma'am," she said, her voice soft and a
REBIRTH OF THE SUBSTITUTE BRIDE SHOULD I STAY OR SHOULD I GO?
CHAPTER 21I sank backward onto the mattress, my breath catching in my throat as my body practically melted into the fabric.It felt like lying on a cloud made of feathers. After days of sleeping on a saggy, squeaking spring mattress with a rusty bar digging into my spine, this was pure, undeniable heaven.I looked up, tracing my eyes over the four massive mahogany bedposts stretching toward the ceiling, draped in sheer, delicate white netting that billowed softly in the cool breeze. The air in this room didn't smell like damp paint, dust, or mold. It smelled clean. Fresh. Like lavender and polished oak.I sat up slowly, my bare feet sinking into a plush, cream-colored rug as I looked toward the wall of floor-to-ceiling French windows. They didn't face a dark, suffocating alleyway or a storage shed like my old room did. They opened out toward the front of the estate. From here, I could see the sweeping green lawns, the manicured gardens, the winding stone driveway, and the massive wro
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