Mag-log in“I thought I was getting married to an innocent little angel but now I realize that you are nothing but a wolf in sheep clothing” Alpha Don Lorenzo snarled, as he strided towards me, his eyes blazing red. My heart raced, “Save me God” I prayed, moving backwards until my back collided with the wall. I was trapped, trapped between a vicious predator and the wall. He smirked at me, grabbed my waist and whispered sexily in my ear, “But you know what, I am even more obsessed with this evil version of you" She’s the black sheep of her family, a disappointment with a past she can’t outrun. But when her perfect twin sister, Caitlin, suffers a life-threatening injury, Cleopatra offers the only thing she has left to give: her own kidney. The price for the operation is paid by Alpha Don Lorenzo, a ruthless and cold mafia boss. He sees the woman he’s obsessed with and demands her hand in marriage. When Caitlin and her mate elope, the Montess family forces Cleopatra to step into the role of the perfect daughter and become the mafia don’s bride. Now, Cleopatra must navigate a life built on a lie, with a man who expects her to be everything she's not. But as secrets unravel and identities are revealed, Lorenzo must choose between the perfect lie he was given and the imperfect woman who stole his heart.
view moreI saw my daughter get killed before my eyes, but my husband did not believe me. What broke me more was the fact that the person who took her away from me was no other than his mistress’ child.
It was then that I knew my life would turn upside down.
A few minutes before it happened, Lily stood beside me, clutching my fingers with her tiny hand as we watched the hill. But the moment I blinked, she was nowhere to be seen.
She hadn’t tripped. She hadn’t stumbled.
She was pushed.
I saw it. I saw him do it.
A kid… someone I did not recognize, pushed her off the railing and sent her plummeting down the rocky, slope that led directly into a ditch.
My heartbeat halted when the boy’s smirk grew the instant Lily’s small body hit the stony ground.
I couldn’t move. Couldn’t breathe.
Then, my entire soul shattered.
"Lily!" My scream tore through the grand hall as I ran to the porch, watching my daughter roll down the rocky hill below. Her head snapped back, her little arms twitched—then she went terrifyingly, deathly still.
The hall froze almost instantly. I shoved the boy away, desperately trying to jump over the porch until a hand grabbed me.
“Ma’am—”
“Get away from me!”
I pushed my husband’s secretary aside and leaped, paying no attention to the twigs and rocks that tore into my skin. The feeling of losing my daughter overpowered me more than the pain. Lily was face down, screaming and groaning, until a few seconds later, her timid voice grew silent. I crawled toward her small figure, gently scooping her into my arms.
“L-Lily? Baby?”
She was bleeding heavily. Her limbs were twisted past recognition, her head arched at an unnatural angle, all painted in that thick, fresh crimson. She was no longer responding.
"No, no, baby, stay with me!" I sobbed, pressing my shaking fingers against her wrist. Her pulse was fading.
Gasps rippled through the crowd. But no one moved. No one rushed forward to help. No one cared.
Except for the boy who did this.
I snapped my head up, rage choking me. The little boy stood there, smirking—as if my child’s suffering was a game.
"You—" my voice trembled with fury.
Before I could move, a familiar figure stepped in front of me.
"Careful," she murmured, smiling sweetly. "You wouldn’t want to accuse my son of something so… unspeakable, would you?"
I stared at her, my blood turning to ice.
“Selene… what are you doing here..?”
This woman…!
Selene Evergreen. My husband’s first love. She had been married to another politician, but from what I had heard, her husband had died. And now, suddenly, she was here?
I turned desperately to Damian Hail—my husband on paper. He, too, was staring at Selene with enchanted eyes, as if the sight of her angelic presence erased the image of our bloody daughter. As if Selene mattered more than his own flesh and blood.
"Damian!" I shouted, making him snap back to reality. "Call the doctor! She needs help!"
Damian’s conflicted eyes shifted to Lily and me. His lovestruck expression darkened into something sour.
“Lily?!” He rushed over and snatched my child from my arms as if he had not already taken everything from me. “What happened?! Why didn’t you watch her?!”
Before I could even open my mouth to speak, Selene chimed in.
“What kind of unfit mother would leave their child unattended?! She’s bleeding so much! Here, let me help you!”
Selene shoved me aside and pretended to shake Lily awake. But the more she did, the more Lily convulsed.
“Stop it! You’re making her worse!” I pushed Selene away, and instantly, murmurs spread through the onlookers.
“Did she just push her?”
“I didn’t think the madam would be violent like that.”
“She’s so incompetent. Selene’s right—why didn’t she watch over her?”
I clenched my jaw, forcing myself to stay silent. “Lily? Mommy’s here, don’t worry… you’ll be okay, sweetie…”
“Lily… Daddy won’t let anything happen to you.” Damian placed his palm over Lily’s mouth and nose. His demeanor of mafia emperor completely dissolving into the looks of a worried father. “She’s not breathing… she’s not breathing! Where the fuck is the doctor?!”
Panic seized me. Tears streamed down my face.
“No, Lily… stay with me! Stay with Mommy!”
Lily… my poor baby. What has she done to deserve this?!
A few seconds later, the doctor arrived. He inspected Lily before shaking his head. “She shouldn’t have been moved after she fell! It’s causing further pressure in her brain! We need to get her to the hospital fast!”
“I told you!” I yelled at Selene, who only lowered her head in a mock display of guilt.
“I-I’m sorry, I only tried to help…”
“Help?! You’re going to kill her now!”
A tight choke caused me to shut my mouth. Damian’s fingers wrapped across my neck, his fingers leaving bruises in my skin. He then bellowed, “Shut up! Don’t raise your voice at her!”
Damian’s furious voice roared in my face, making everything worse.
“B-But I’m your wife—”
“This wouldn’t have happened if it weren’t for you!”
I froze.
This was the first time he had ever raised his voice at me like that.
“This is all your fucking fault, Kierra.”
I clenched my jaw, forcing myself to stay calm.
It’s okay. Calm down.
“Ahhh!”
A sudden scream rang through the air.
Damian and I both turned—just in time to see Selene’s child falling from the porch. He plummeted down, rolling for a bit causing everyone to gasp. Damian immediately turned his attention, completely letting go of our daughter.
Selene rushed to her son, her expression twisting into one of pure horror.
Bleeding bursts from his arm and soon enough her kid’s cry blares into the air.
“Damian! You have to help our son too!”
There was a deafening silence, before the crowd tore their eyes off my daughter and into the new victim.
Son?
And just like that, my world finally crumbled into dust.
CLEOPATRA'S POV I made my way to the dinning room. A tray of excellently plated breakfast in hand. A gigantic smile engraved on my face as I played my perfect wife role. Placing the tray in front of Lorenzo's other woman. “I made all this for you... As an apology of course," I voiced, pretending to be civil, yet a storm waved from within. “I shouldn't have over reacted. I guess I was a little jealous cause you did my job so well." “It's fine. I am glad you learnt your lesson," She voiced cocky like she owned the place.“I assure you I have... perfectly." I smiled, letting her bask in her superficial victory. She took in a large bite.Then began smiling sweetly, exposing her sparkling white teeth and I had to admit she was quite the beauty. ‘It was such a pity that she wouldn't be smiling for much longer'- I thought to myself, a smirk playing at the side of my lips. I tilted my head only to come face to face withLorenzo. He was leaning back in his seat, his face a void of em
CLEOPATRA'S POV I dashed into the kitchen with insuppressible rage, my limbs trembling from the bitter well of anger that just developed in my heart. I hate him, how dare that Lorenzo threat me like trash. Forcing me to cook for his mistress. Is he some kind of an idiot. No problem, since he wants to humiliate me. I will do same. Let's see who would lose this game. “Luna you're back already. Did the alpha not like his coffee," Dante doubted the moment his eyes fell upon me. His breathing was rampant, trembling as though he faint any moment now. “You wish. He didn't even taste it. Last time I do anything nice for that dude," I grumbled, walked past him to the kitchen cabinet and grabbed a well folded pink apron. Throwing it firmly over my mimi blue night dress. “What?" He doubted, nonplussed by my out outburst “Never mind" I dismissed immediately. Dante might be friendly to me but I know the truth... he was loyal Lorenzo. "I step aside so I could cook." He moved away, but st
CLEOPATRA’S POVWe stood in a deafening silence. Neither of us willing to break it.The air between us was razor-sharp, threatening to cut through our very own soul.The hucker clung to Lorenzo’s side like a parasite wearing lipstick, while he continued glaring at me like I was the problem.“Caitlin are you really going to disrespect your husband like this infront of a stranger?" Lorenzo questioned through gritting teeth, his brows furrowed.I swallowed hard, my heart threatening to leap out of my chest.“Lorenzo, it's fine. I should have just avoided her completely," The witch faked innocence.I rolled my eyes, could she be more fake.Lorenzo turned to her, his jawbone clinged tightly. “Even so, you are my guest and should be threatened with respect."Then he turned to me, his gaze sharp like a blade. “Caitlin apologize immediately, or you will see a side of me you have never seen before," He threatened, his tone venomous.This wasn’t going anywhere good.I breathed in, forcing mys
CLEOPATRA’S POVI barely slept that night.Even after Lorenzo slammed the door in my face, the moment I crawled back into my room the moans started again, muffled, but still there, still clawing at my ears, still slicing through my pride.“Ahh..Daddy...”I buried my head under two pillows, then three. I tossed. I turned. I punched the bed. I even threatened the ceiling at one point. Nothing worked. Their shamelessness had no mercy, not even on a soul desperately trying not to lose her mind.When the sun finally crawled into the sky, I felt like I’d been chewed, swallowed, and spat back out by a very emotional lion.Still, I forced myself out of bed, brushed my hair, washed my face, and marched into the kitchen. If Lorenzo wanted to act like a barbarian, I would show him what class and composure truly looked like.I brewed the strongest coffee imaginable with Dante's help of course, though I wasn't sure it was very good. The smell alone could resurrect the dead, or probably kill someon
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