تسجيل الدخولWhen everything you own is stolen, will you fight to take it back or disappear forever? Chiara Vitale thought she was a precious flower. She never knew she was just garbage waiting to be trashed. Her life was perfect until her uncle died and cousin Aleira had to move in. That was when everything changed. Her parents’ affection faded. Her place in the family shifted. And somehow, Aleira the outsider became the center of everything and the golden child. Chiara became a stranger in her own home. Invisible, forgotten and replaced. And the more Aleira shined, the more Chiara faded into the background. Then fate threw her into the path of Lorenzo DeLuca, an enigmatic, powerful billionaire, and everything she shouldn’t want. While she was still trying to make sense of the situation, Aleira stole the spotlight once again. And now, she’s about to lose the only one who could redeem her. Caught in a silent war for love, truth, and a life that used to be hers, She was determined to fight back. But in the process, she stumbles on a truth she was never meant to find—A truth that could either destroy her completely… or give her the power to burn everything down.
عرض المزيدAleira made sure she looked perfect. Every curl of her hair, every brush of powder, every shimmer on her lips. She chose her boldest dress, one that glittered under the light, and slipped on heels sharp enough to echo with authority. She wanted the DeLuca family to see her as nothing less than their future daughter-in-law.She didn’t send a driver. No, Aleira wanted to make an entrance. She took her most expensive car from the garage, slid behind the wheel, and drove herself straight to the DeLuca estate.The gates opened, and as she rolled inside, her lips curved in satisfaction. This was her moment.But her confidence cracked the instant she stepped out of the car.There, already at the entrance, was Chiara.Aleira’s face drained of color. What is she doing here?Chiara smiled sweetly and stepped forward, her voice soft but steady. “Aleira didn’t want to come alone, so she asked me to join her. We’ve always been close, haven’t we, sister?” Her tone dripped with sarcasm, but her eyes
Chiara let out a breath she hadn’t realized she was holding. The moment Lorenzo and his friends stepped out of the restaurant, her shoulders dropped. Her chest felt lighter, but her heart was still racing.Why was he staring at me like that? she thought, biting her lip. Does he remember my face from that night? Or… could he actually like me?The thought made her laugh nervously under her breath. She pressed a hand to her chest, feeling the thud of her heartbeat. “Oh my God,” she whispered to herself. “Maybe… maybe I stand a chance to win his heart.”Her reflection caught her eye as she passed the restroom. She stopped, turned, and walked in. The mirror showed a face still flushed from the rush of it all — ocean-blue eyes wide, lips slightly parted, chestnut hair messy from the evening.For a moment she just stared, then straightened her back.“No,” she whispered firmly. “If I want to stand a chance, I need to look like it.”She brushed a strand of hair behind her ear, adjusting her bl
The restaurant at the top of DeLuca Suites was alive with soft music, low voices, and the faint clink of glasses. The place was known for its privacy. No press. No prying eyes. Only those who could afford it sat at its tables.Lorenzo sat in the corner booth with three of his closest associates. Marco, his head of security. Enzo, a childhood friend who had grown into one of his top lawyers. And Dominic, the only one who dared to tease him without fear of being fired.They had been talking business, but as the wine flowed, the conversation shifted.“Hard to believe,” Dominic said, swirling his glass, “that our Lorenzo actually let himself get caught with a woman again.”Enzo chuckled. “After what happened five years ago? I thought you were done with that kind of thing.”Even Marco, who rarely spoke, chuckled. “So, who’s the lucky one?”Lorenzo said nothing. He leaned back, calm on the outside, but his fingers tightened around the stem of his glass. His friends knew the rule. His perso
Chapter Six Something felt off. Chiara couldn’t shake the question that kept circling in her head. Why would parents push their own child aside for someone else? At first, they told her to be kind, to pity Aleira because she had lost her parents. They said she should treat her gently, like a guest who needed love. Chiara tried. She really did.But over time, Aleira wasn’t just a guest. She slipped into Chiara’s place. Piece by piece, she became the daughter her parents seemed to want more.Lying awake that night, Chiara stared at the ceiling, her chest tight. If she stayed still, she would drown in her thoughts. So she slipped quietly out of bed and padded down the hall. The house was quiet, her parents were asleep and the only sound was the faint tick of the old clock downstairs.She opened the door to her father’s study. The smell of paper and wood polish hung in the air. For a moment she hesitated, her hand still on the knob, then stepped inside.She didn’t know what she expected
CHAPTER ONESweat dropped down Chiara's face as she rushed along the stairs while panting. People stared at her as she passed with looks of confusion on their faces."I'm sorry, coming through!" She gasped and was soon standing in front of a large door. She stopped and took a deep breath while calm
CHAPTER FIVE The room suddenly went quiet and still after Ariana's sudden words. Lorenzo's face turned stiff and cold as he stared at her like she had grown two heads. The idea seemed both preposterous and strange to him. "Why would I do that?" Ariana smiled briefly, her eyes shining with a
CHAPTER FOUR"Who is he?" Chiara asked blankly while staring at the stranger."Are you kidding me?" Aleira suddenly squealed as she shot a look of disgusting at her. With sparkling eyes she ran towards the man."Hello, my name is Aleira, nice to meet you " she held out a hand for a handshake but wa
CHAPTER THREE"Ouch! My head hurts." A muffled moan came from under the blanket.Chiara groggily sat up from the bed, her hair a rat's nest and her face stained and still groggy from sleep. She made to get but suddenly, her eyes opened wide in alarm."What the hell! Where are my clothes?..." She sq












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