LOGINTo save her family from debt and pay for her father's medical bills, Hazel Anderson is forced into a marriage of convenience with Xander Kingston—the country's most powerful and feared billionaire. But for Xander, this union is nothing more than a business transaction. He bought her for five million dollars, treating her not as a wife, but as a possession he despises. Life inside the luxurious mansion becomes a living hell for Hazel. She is constantly humiliated, overworked like a servant, starved, and abused by Xander and his cruel family. Her suffering reaches its peak when Selene, the woman Xander truly loves, arrives and makes her life even more miserable. Despite her patience and sacrifices, Hazel is treated worse than an animal, left alone in pain, and even rejected when she falls deathly ill. But just as she reaches her breaking point, a secret growing within her body begins to unfold—a truth that will change everything and turn their world upside down.
View MoreHAZEL (AUTHOR POV) The pain had become so familiar that Hazel barely noticed it anymore. It was like the air she breathed—always there, constant and suffocating. She moved through the days like a ghost, her body thin and frail, barely holding onto life.One morning, Mrs. Kingston decided that the windows of the entire mansion needed to be cleaned. Not just wiped, but polished until they were invisible.“Hazel!” the old woman called, throwing a roll of newspaper and a bottle of vinegar solution at her. “Clean every window! From the inside and outside! I want them so clean that birds will crash into them because they can’t see the glass! If there is even a single streak, you will do it all again!”“Yes, Mother,” Hazel whispered—She started with the lower windows. She sprayed the solution and wiped it with the newspaper, her arms moving up and down, up and down. Her muscles screamed, but she ignored them.When she finished the ground floor,
HAZEL (AUTHOR POV)The morning sun was barely visible through the thick curtains when Hazel opened her eyes. She felt like she had slept for only a minute. Her body was heavy, and every movement felt like a struggle. She sat up slowly, rubbing her aching back, and looked at her reflection in the small, dusty mirror on the wall.She barely recognized herself. Her cheeks were hollow, her skin was as pale as paper, and her eyes were surrounded by dark circles. She looked like a walking corpse, kept alive only by sheer will and the love she held for her father.She stood up and went to the kitchen. It was still early, but she knew that if she didn't start working immediately, Mrs. Kingston would have a fit.Today was laundry day again. But this time, it was worse—The family had decided to change all the curtains and bedsheets in the entire mansion. There were piles and piles of heavy, wet fabric waiting for her.“Hazel!” Mrs. Kingston shouted
Hazel (author POV) The pain was a constant companion now, a dull ache that lived in every bone and muscle of her body. Hazel woke up before dawn, as she always did, her body stiff and sore from the hard floor she slept on. She looked at her arms in the dim light—covered in old bruises that were turning yellow, and new ones that were still dark and painful.She stood up slowly, feeling the world spin a little. She was so hungry, her stomach felt like it was eating itself. But she knew there would be no breakfast for her unless she finished all her work first and if the family allowed it.That morning, Mrs. Kingston decided that the entire house needed to be scrubbed from top to bottom.“Hazel!” the old woman shouted, throwing a bucket and a rough brush at her feet. “I want every tile in this house cleaned! Scrub them until they shine! Do not use the mop! Use your hands and knees! If I see even a speck of dust, you will do it all over again!”
HAZEL (AUTHOR POV) The days blurred into one long, agonizing cycle. Hazel existed in a state of constant exhaustion, her body running on nothing but willpower and tiny scraps of food. She had grown so thin that her bones were visible beneath her skin, and her face had lost all its color, looking pale and translucent like wax.One morning, Mrs. Kingston announced that they would be having a grand lunch to celebrate something trivial. The entire house had to be spotless, and the food had to be perfect.“Hazel!” Mrs. Kingston called out, her voice sharp as a knife. “Come here! I want you to polish all the silverware and the crystal glasses. Every single piece must shine like new! Do not use too much water, and do not drop anything! They are worth more than your entire life!”“Yes, Mother,” Hazel whispered, taking the heavy basket of cutlery.She sat on the cold floor of the pantry, working slowly and carefully. Her hands were shaking, not j












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