Se connecterIn her first life, Vivian Scott was nothing more than a shadow, loyal, obedient, and easily discarded. Betrayed by her husband and her best friend, she was murdered for her inheritance. But death isn’t the end. When Vivian wakes up two years in the past, she refuses to be the same woman again. This time, she knows every lie, every betrayal, and exactly how her enemies will strike. To win, she needs power. Darlington! the city’s coldest and most feared billionaire, needs a wife to secure his empire. Vivian needs a weapon to execute her revenge. Their deal is simple: one year of marriage, no emotions, absolute loyalty. But as their fake relationship begins to blur into something dangerously real, secrets unravel, and the past refuses to stay buried. Because Vivian isn’t just rewriting her fate… Someone else is watching. Someone who knew she would die. Someone who wanted her to come back. And this time, the trap may be deadlier than the one that killed her.
Voir plusThe smell of burning silk is something you never forget. It is thick, sweet, and suffocating. I stood on the other side of the stone door, pounding my fists against the cold surface until my knuckles bled. Smoke began to crawl under the crack of the door like a living thing, reaching for my throat."Darlington!" I screamed. My voice was raw. "Open the door! Darlington!"There was no answer. Only the sound of heavy thuds and the roar of the fire growing on the other side. I was in a narrow, dark tunnel. This was the secret passage behind the portrait of Floral. It was supposed to be a way out, but it felt like a grave. I felt around the walls with my shaking hands. My fingers found a small lever. I pulled it, and a panel slid open.I wasn't outside. I was on a small balcony overlooking the library. Below me, the room was a nightmare.Orange flames were licking the tall bookshelves, turning years of history int
I found Darlington in the garden behind the club. He was standing over a man he had pinned to the wall. Darlingtons knuckles were bleeding over the place. When he saw me he let the man go and ran to me fast."Vivian what happened to you?" he said. He sounded really worried about me. "I saw someone following you " he said."The car is not safe " I said. I grabbed his coat tightly. "Do not get in the car. They cut the brakes. Maurice is trying to kill me. Like before when I died."Darlingtons face turned into stone. He pulled me into his SUV car. His own security guard was driving the car. "Get us to the estate now!" he ordered the driver.As we drove away from the club I sat in the seat. My hands were shaking really bad. Maurice, Stacy and Lis were all working together just to hurt me. They were not just trying to shame me, they were trying to finish what they started in my life back when I was alive."Vivian look at me " Darlington said. He took my hands in his hands. His hands were w
The invitation was like a warning, all gold. I was holding the card staring at the letters: A Celebration of Legacy Hosted by Lis Brad. This was a bold move. Lis was inviting me the woman who had just taken her fiancé to a tea at the Caldarian Club. It was not an invitation, it was like a challenge."Do not go " Darlington said. He was standing by the window of the study. The morning light was shining on his shoulders. He looked like a statue made of ice."If I do not go, then she wins " I replied. I was smoothing out the gold dress I had chosen. "In my last life I hid in the dark. I let Stacy and Maurice decide who I was. But not this time."Darlington turned around. His green eyes were searching mine. He was looking for the girl who used to work in the basement.. He did not find her. "Lis is not like Maurice " he said. "Maurice is a manipulative person, but Lis? She is like a queen. She has all the people in Mavick City in her pocket. She will try to embarrass you in front of ever
The morning after the gala felt different. I woke up in a bed that cost more than my old car, surrounded by silk and silence. Sunlight streamed through the floor to the ceiling windows of the Darlington estate. For a second, I forgot where I was. Then I remembered the look on Maurice’s face when he realized he owed two million dollars he didn’t have.I got out of bed and walked to the kitchen. Sonia, the head of the house, was already there. She was setting out a breakfast that could feed a small army."Mr. Darlington is in the gym," she said, not looking up from her task. "He says you should eat. You have a long day of 'being seen' ahead of you."I sat down and picked at a piece of toast bread. I wasn't hungry. My mind was back in that hospital room, hearing the flatline of the heart monitor. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw Maurice’s hands.












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