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The Billionaire Broken Bride—Married To My Enemy.

The Billionaire Broken Bride—Married To My Enemy.

Romance
last updateLast Updated : 2026-01-23
By:  Daisy Ongoing
Language: English
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First-Person POV

Drama

Heir/Heirness

Contract Marriage

Betrayal

Love after Marriage

She confessed her love… and was shattered in return. When Alessa poured her heart out to Michael, she never expected the cruel humiliation that followed or the tragedy that would strike just moments later. One devastating car crash. One beloved father lost. And one life changed forever. Left with nothing but debt and sorrow, Alessa claws her way back from the edge. But fate has other plans. Years later, she's forced into a contract marriage when her mother's kidney starts to fail… with the very man who broke her heart, the very man she hated with every fiber of her being. Cold, distant, and still haunted by another woman, Michael still wants nothing to do with her. But when secrets unravel and it’s revealed that Michael’s lost love, Natasha, and Alessa are twin sisters separated at birth… a tangled web of jealousy, betrayal, and revenge begins to unfold. As Michael and Alessa fall deeply in love, Alessa fights for her place, Natasha's heart formed with a vengeance. Poison. Blackmail. Kidnapping. Nothing is off-limits in this deadly sister rivalry. Will Alessa and Michael's love stay strong? Will the truth tear them apart forever? Or will a final act of violence be what brings justice at last?

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Jacqueline Ford
Jacqueline Ford
Oh by the way it's a good story. Keep up the good work author.
2025-09-16 20:42:31
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Daisy
Daisy
This is a lovely novel......️
2025-07-06 19:36:47
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115 Chapters
CHAPTER 1:The Day I Stopped Hiding.
ALESSA'S POV7 Years AgoBiology class blurred in front of me. Mrs. Grant's voice droned on about cell membranes and osmosis, but my mind was nowhere near mitochondria or textbooks. It was on him, Michael Astor.Two grades ahead. Two years older. And still, every bit the sun my world revolved around.Michael wasn’t just a school crush, he was everyone’s dream. Tall, charming, kind with a voice that could talk a teacher out of homework and a smile that looked like it belonged on magazine covers. And me? Just the awkward, glasses-wearing girl in the third row who had loved him in silence since sixth grade.That crush had clung to me like second skin for four years and it was ending anytime soon, I knew that.I still remembered the day he noticed me, really noticed me. It was years ago, when Vanessa and her clique cornered me behind the cafeteria. My books had been kicked down, my glasses knocked sideways. And right when the sting of humiliation had started to burn my throat, he stepped
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CHAPTER 2: When Reverie Shattered.
ALESSA'S POV Michael stared at me like he hadn’t heard correctly. His fork hovered mid-air, his smile frozen. Then, slowly, deliberately… he pushed his tray aside and stood.Every inch of his body language changed, from casual charm to cold amusement.“You… like me?” he said with a small, mocking laugh. “Wow.”I stood there, trembling, already sensing something was wrong, but my feet wouldn’t move. My mouth had gone dry. And suddenly, the cafeteria felt suffocating.Michael turned to his friends, voice rising so everyone could hear.“She said she likes me. Bro, tell me I’m dreaming!”Laughter burst out around the table.Sharp. Cruel. Real.One of the boys leaned back in his chair. “Dude, isn’t she the weird girl who eats lunch in the library?”“Wait, is this a dare?” someone else chimed in. “Are we getting punk’d?”Michael grinned, wide, malicious.“Nah, I think she’s serious. She’s had this creepy little crush on me since eighth grade. Right, Alessa?”I opened my mouth. Nothing came
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CHAPTER 3: What Love Leaves Behind.
ALESSA’S POV Fifteen Minutes Later…Exactly fifteen minutes later, my phone rang.Dad was already outside.I splashed cold water on my face in a desperate attempt to wash away the swelling around my eyes, the redness that screamed pain and defeat. I didn't bother explaining anything to my classmates or teachers.I just walked in, head down, grabbed my bag, and walked out like a ghost.The moment I stepped into the parking lot, I saw him.There he was. Dad, standing beside his car, that same warm, fatherly smile on his face. My heart clenched. Even from afar, I could see he was tired, but his smile never faded. It was always for me, even when he had no energy left for himself.I waved, forcing a cheerful “Hi, Dad!” and ran toward him, trying to wear the mask of my usual self. But I could feel the weight of my lie, my sadness threatened to pour out through my trembling lips, my burning eyes.He opened his arms wide. “There’s my princess,” he said.I jumped into them. Safe.He caught me
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CHAPTER 4: A Deal with the Devil.
ALESSA’S POV7 Years LaterThe world I once knew had vanished like smoke in the wind.Just months after my father’s death, the walls of our empire crumbled around us. The wealth, the prestige, gone, swallowed by the merciless jaws of debt. Auction signs replaced the family crest on our gates. Cars, paintings, heirlooms, all sold to strangers who didn’t care about the memories attached to them. The so-called friends of my father? They scattered like shadows at dawn, offering no help, no condolences. Not even a kind word.So, my mother and I packed what little dignity we had left and moved into a cramped, peeling apartment on the outskirts of the city, a world far removed from the estate I used to call home.I transferred to a modest community college and pursued a degree in Hospitality and Culinary Arts. Cooking became my therapy, my escape. But reality never gave me the time to breathe. After graduation, all responsibility fell on my shoulders like a mountain I was never built to c
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CHAPTER 5: A wife by deadline.
MICHAEL'S POV I sat in the quiet of the sitting room, the newspaper open in my hands. Around me, everything reeked of luxury, the velvet armchair I sank into, the golden light streaming through tall windows, the soft scent of fresh roses placed carefully on the marble table. It was elegant here, timeless, like the room itself had forgotten how to rush.But even in all this beauty, I felt hollow. I finally understood the saying “the rich also cry.” No one would’ve guessed, looking at my designer suit and billion-dollar view, that I was drowning in heartbreak.Natasha, she had torn me apart.She’d ended our engagement without warning, without reason. Just… vanished from my life like we had meant nothing.I met her back in college. She had reminded me so much of a girl I once knew, the same delicate features, the same nervous smile. The only difference was the color of her eyes and the texture of her hair. But the aura? It was all wrong. I ignored it. I had fallen fast and hard.She wa
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CHAPTER 6: Love without Choice.
MICHAEL’S POVThe next day arrived slower than usual.A strange weight twisted in my gut, anchoring me deeper into the silk sheets. The anxiety was sharp, familiar, yet foreign. I hadn’t felt this particular kind of unease since… since I was getting ready for a date.That was laughable now.Golden sunlight bled through the floor-to-ceiling windows of my bedroom. It was more like a suite carved out of a billionaire’s fantasy. Vaulted ceilings stretched toward a crystal chandelier. Velvet drapes swallowed the light. The floor gleamed with imported marble, cold and perfect. My bed, a customized beast layered with silk and down, cradled me like royalty.Everything about this space whispered excess. But none of it filled the silence.Still lying in bed, I reached for the small gold bell beside me and gave it a single sharp ring.Seconds later, a maid entered, head bowed, movements precise, practiced. She didn’t speak. She didn’t need to. She walked directly to the bathroom to draw my bath
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CHAPTER 7: Contract of Thorns.
ALESSA'S POV The next day came faster than I wanted it to.I told Mom I had a “date.” That’s all I said.Her face lit up like it was something magical. Like I was about to be whisked away into a fairytale ending. I didn’t have the heart to crush that light in her eyes.But I didn’t dress up.No makeup. No heels. Just jeans, a plain blouse, and my worn coat—the same one I wore to class. No perfume, no gloss, no effort. Let him think what he wanted. This wasn’t a dream. This was a task.I left early.The café was farther than I expected, tucked away in a high-end part of the city where everything smelled like expensive perfume and ambition. The moment I stepped in, the receptionist asked for my name. I barely got it out before she called for the hostess.VIP lounge. Of course.The place was too elegant for words, crystal chandeliers, polished floors, the kind of silence that felt expensive. But I wasn’t surprised. This used to be my world, once.She led me to a table by the window. I s
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CHAPTER 8: Raindrops and Regrets.
ALESSA'S POV After the contract signing, and passing it to him. He looked me in the eyes. “I will propose 3 days from now and the wedding will be held a week after the proposal.” he said before signing, shocking me.I stood up like the chair had suddenly caught fire. My heart was pounding, but my face? Calm. Ice cold. Just like I’d practiced in front of the mirror, the night before. I didn’t look at him. I refused to. But I could feel his stupid smirk burning into my back like a bad rash.Three years.Three years I was going to be tied to this arrogant bastard, and I couldn’t even blame anyone but myself.“Three whole years,” I muttered under my breath.He had the audacity to chuckle behind me. “Yeah three years with you God really does have a dark sense of humor.”I bit down on my tongue so hard I tasted blood. Turning around and stabbing him with my heel wasn’t an option. Not legally, anyway.I walked straight toward the door and out of the cafe, where the rain poured like the sky
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CHAPTER 9: Perfect Lie.
MICHAEL’S POVI got home that night and told my parents about the proposal. They were thrilled, excited like it was something real. Something that mattered.And just like that, I started planning a proposal I wasn’t even interested in. I set it three days from now, a Friday.The night had to be flawless.Not for her.Not even for me.For them.My parents. The world watching.They had to believe every second of it.I told my assistant to book the rooftop garden at Le Rêve Hotel, classy, open-air, with just the right view of the skyline. I didn’t want glitz. I wanted elegance. Something that whispered wealth instead of shouting it.The ring? I picked it myself. I went to the finest store in New York, asked for discretion and quality.I got the same size I once bought for Natasha, if Alessa can look like her then the finger fit would be close enough.It wasn’t a loud ring, just a cushion-cut diamond set in platinum. Quietly commanding. Expensive, because of course it was.The guest list
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CHAPTER 10: Beginning of the end.
MICHAEL’S POV I hadn’t seen her since the day I proposed.Not that it was a real proposal, or that I ever wanted to see her again. There was no intention, no fireworks, no falling to one knee with stars in our eyes. It wasn’t love. It wasn’t even close. Just a contract disguised as romance, a performance meant to pacify expectations and sign off on a transaction.She needed money. I needed an image.So I wired the $500,000 for her mother’s treatment. And in return, she gave me her name. As long as she played the part of my wife, we were even.There were no calls. No messages. Not even a courtesy text after the agreement was signed. We became silent business partners, each waiting for the other to show up and do their part.So when the day of the wedding finally arrived, I didn’t expect anything from her. Least of all, that she’d actually come.I heard she was getting ready at her place. The makeup. The hair. A white dress my mother insisted on choosing herself. The florals, the lace
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