LOGINBlurb: Emily was the perfect daughter until the real one returned. She was Adopted by a billionaire family in the shadow of their grief, Emily spent her life chasing affection that was never truly hers. At twenty-one, her world crumbled when the biological daughter, long thought dead, resurfaced taking Emily’s place, her parents’ love, and even her fiancé. Betrayed, discarded, and publicly humiliated, Emily is left with nothing but the ashes of a life she was never meant to have… until a mysterious man pulls her from the wreckage with a proposition that could change everything. A fake marriage. A powerful ally. One rule: don’t fall in love. But as secrets unravel, loyalties shift, and long-buried lies come to light, Emily discovers that nothing about her past is what it seemed not even her identity. Now, with the truth in her hands and two powerful men vying for her heart, she must choose between revenge and redemption, heartbreak and true love. “The Reclaimed” is a story of survival, scandal, and the quiet strength of a woman who refuses to be forgotten.
View MoreChapter fifteenMalcolm "Why did you hint at sex between us earlier?""I needed to make it sound real." Emily answered, sipping from her ice cube glass."Sounds logical, but now I actually wish we'd done that." I joked, resting my head on the backrest with that same smile still on my face.It wasn't until I lifted up my face that I realized that Emily hadn't dropped her glass.“Did I startle you, sweetheart?” I asked, lifting my head and hand simultaneously. She was gazing at me like she'd been struck by lightning. “I was just messing with you. Nothing serious.” I said, in just defence and that seemed to work.“Sorry, I must've taken that the wrong way.” She mumbled, skittering nervously, and I thought for a second why that had been a bad joke.It wasn't everyday I joked about intimate stuff like that, maybe that was why she took it the wrong way. "This is paradise, Malcolm. I'm so glad we came to Sicily." She commented, savoring the flaky pastries, and gazing out at the breathtak
Chapter fourteen Emily I was sun bathing in the sunny and infectious energy of Taormina, Sicily, with the white mountains towering over me, when I suddenly lifted up my eyes and realised I was staring at a ghost from my past. One that had refused to die.“Why is he here?” I asked, turning to Malcolm who was still on his phone.“You don't know?” he asked, following my gaze.The black sunglasses he wore covered his eyes, but I could tell that he wasn't surprised to see Louis.I shook my head in response, while watching him for an explanation. “Keep your friends close, and your enemies closer. You want to give them what to talk about? Keep them where they can see it.”I made a wide O with my mouth open then squealed excitedly. “I had no idea that you could be such a daredevil. You're so mean, Malcolm.”“Not everyone should be your enemy, especially people like me.” He said with a macho smile, and I smiled back. “By the way, have you thought of a special name for me yet?”“I beg your p
Chapter thirteen Malcolm “Is there a problem here?” I asked again, and Louis stiffened.This was just the beginning, I'd told myself after he'd left my office that afternoon, and I knew it was only going to get more fierce from now.“We were just talking,” Louis answered, stepping away from Emily, but that didn't help the tense exchange between the two. I strode quickly over to Emily's side and as if she could read my mind, she lifted her hand to me. “Where did you waltz off to?” She asked, ignoring Louis. For that, I gave her a subtle thumbs up.“To attend to our guests,” I replied, taking her hand and staring lovingly at her. That was an act I learned while in college - the art of lying with your lips and eyes. Then turning to Louis, my gaze hardened, “That's enough, Louis, did I not tell you that?" I said quietly, with a calm but authoritative voice. "You're causing a scene and upsetting my wife."Louis's face twisted in anger, but he took a step back, his eyes darting between
Chapter twelve Emily Fate was on my side. On the day I was supposed to get married to Louis, Malcom and I tied the knot in an elaborate wedding in his courtyard. We thought an elaborate wedding would be a good head turner, and yes, it served its purpose.We transformed Malcolm's ethereal courtyard into a fairytale looking wedding rendezvous, while allowing the soft, warm light of the setting sun lit over the lush greenery.An exquisite floral arch made of roses and eucalyptus stood facing rows of white chairs adorned with delicate silver ribbons and fresh peonies. These chairs were arranged in style on the two sides of a gold colored aisle runner.Mercury glass holders held candles that flickered beautifully and soft music echoed from the live band perched on a raised platform at the rear of the courtyard.Malcolm looked his best - although it was a fake weeding, in a dashing black tuxedo that caught my breath hanging in my throat as I walked in. My parents refused to walk me in, b






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