“I will take my revenge on you Daemon, I will make you pay for everything you did to me!” …. When Elena Royal, a rich heiress awakens from her four-year coma with no recollection of her past, she is forced to rely on the kindness of a stranger— the enigmatic and handsome Alexander Bianchi. In exchange for his help, Elena agrees to a contract marriage with Alexander, unaware she just married the Don of the most powerful and dangerous Mafia family. As Elena struggles to regain her memory and navigate the new reality of being a Don’s wife; she is confronted with secrets, betrayal, and her Ex-Husband. When her memories return, Elena is hell-bent on taking her revenge. Will Elena’s thirst for revenge consume her or can Alexander’s love overpower her need for revenge?
Lihat lebih banyakElena POV
"Elena wait," William says to me, grabbing my wrist in his delicate hold, the smell of hospital detergents filling my nose "Stand here and do what exactly William?" I raise a brow at him, facing him squarely pulling my hand from his hold. William, my husband's brother, one of the wealthiest men in the city, brought me to the hospital as I was feeling unwell, being married to his brother, he had brought me here more than Dameon my husband had, so it was natural. I was directed to the Antenatal ward with news of my pregnancy, it was a miracle, Daemon and I had hardly shared a bed in the one year of marriage, he only touched me on the days he was drunk, but he had told me it was because he had developed a medical condition after college due to age and revealing it to the world would be embarrassing for him, so we kept this information to ourselves but standing here now in the lobby of the hospital and William breaking such news to me is shocking, it's a simple lie. "You know I will never lie to you Elena, you're completely loyal and in love with Daemon, I would never try to spoil your relationship if it wasn't the truth" "William," I walk forward, my eyes meeting with his in my open toes heels, "I know my husband Daemon and he will never do such a thing to me, he is a loyal and loving husband" "I swear it Elena," he says softly, "Daemon is cheating on you" I huff, walking out of the sliding doors with him on my tail, I cross my hands across each other, "I trust my husband one hundred percent William, do away with these accusations unless you have some sought of proof?" I turn my head to him, the gentle New York breeze blowing my white dress to the side. He frowns, standing still In his spot, "I will find some evidence, but you must promise not to tell Daemon about the pregnancy yet, I'm afraid I don't know what he would do, he might get aggressive and violent" "I've been married to Daemon for a year now, William, your brother has never for once harmed me, I think we are good here," I nod at him as my driver pulls my car around Harmed me? Daemon had never done that, he knew my grandfather would have his head for that, my grandfather is one of the richest men in the city, with me being his sole heiress as my parents were assassinated years back in our home, my father being his only son. But screamed, hit objects, threw things, and insulted, Daemon had displayed these characteristics multiple times in front of me, usually drunk, and after that, we would get intimate, it was his way of doing things and I never found it weird, we had been dating since high school, for years in fact and I knew Daemon like the back of my palm, he loved me despite all of these, he was just not really good with alcohol. "Don't do it Elena, give me a few days" William says from behind me, as I proceed to enter the back seat of the SUV. I say nothing entering the car, and closing the door behind him. "Where to mam?" The driver turns slightly to me. Russo Enterprise please, I say referring to my husband's company, I can't keep such happy news from him, despite what Williams says, I have to tell him about this. I look down at my phone, open my calendar, and save the date, "I'M PREGNANT" I smile to myself, should I call grad-pa and tell him the good news? He will be purely overjoyed, he would say, "His angel is giving him his mini angel" "We are here Mam," the driver says the car coming to a stop, halting my thoughts. "Thank you, I will need you to come back in 20 minutes, we will be heading to Royal Inc soon, "I say referring to my grand-fathers company. "Okay Mam" he nods, helping me with the door, right after. I walk into the building and I receive weird stares, pushing the elevator doors open, I arrange my pearls around my neck, nervous about what Daemon would think about the baby, yes we didn't plan a baby now but in the next four years, but, it was good news, there's no way he would get angry in his office anyway, so this is the best time to deliver the news. The elevator doors open, revealing the large orange and glass hallway, I walk past several employees right to the end of the hallway with two double brown doors blocking my view from him. "Mam" His secretary stands approaching me. "Is he in?" I turn to her, auburn colored hair and the most beautiful sets of blue eyes I've ever seen, mine a duller color. Daemon always hired beautiful women to work around him, and I had absolute trust in him, we had been dating for years and married for a year and he never gave me a reason not to trust him, making Williams's accusation uninteresting and untrue "Yes mam" she nods, I'll tell him, you're here. I tuck my black long hair behind my ears, "No no, don't do that, it's a surprise, I throw her a smile Walking forward, I push the door open, my heart drumming loudly in my chest, the open door reveals a strong back wrapped in a striped blue shirt and black trousers, his phone to his ear, laughing loudly, one thing I had never seen him do much. "Honey, I'm here," I say loud enough for him to catch. He stops laughing and turning to me, his blonde hair swooped down his head revealing dreamy blue eyes, his brows pulled into a frown, his pink lips pulled into a straight line, he drops the phone turning to me. "What are you doing here?" He drops his phone on the table Nervously I shuffle on my feet, closing the door, and turning to him, my fingers crossed, "I have some exciting news" "Well out with it then?" he frowns, hands on his waist. "I'm pregnant," I say spreading my hands to reveal my barely growing bump.ELENA POV The office feels colder tonight. Papers spread across the desk, printouts, screenshots, copies of old hospital records Marco helped me track down. My hands shake as I read each page. The deeper I dig, the sicker I feel. Ava. My daughter. It feels unreal even thinking the word in my head. I trace the name on the forged birth certificate, the signature that isn’t mine. The date that matches my coma, the months I don’t remember. And then the truth unfurls, page by awful page. The inheritance. They needed my child alive to claim it. My grandfather, the man whose face I barely remember, had known. He kept me and the baby alive as long as he could. The baby was born early, tiny, fighting. And then… he died. A car accident, they said. The file hints at sabotage. Another piece of the puzzle I never saw. After that, they took Ava. Daemon and Rachel. And when they had what they wanted, they ordered me dead. A final line in a hospital report, signed by a doctor who refuse
ELENA POV I never thought the silence after a confession could feel like this. Warm. Steady. Like the hush of something finally falling into place. I wake tangled in Alex’s arms. His chest rises and falls under my cheek, slow and deep. I almost don’t want to move. But his fingers brush against my spine, light as a sigh. “You’re awake,” he murmurs, voice still rough from sleep. “Barely,” I whisper, pressing a small kiss to his collarbone. “I didn’t mean to fall asleep on you.” “You were exhausted,” he says, shifting slightly so he can look at me. “Not that I blame you after what we… did.” His smirk is soft, teasing, but there’s something vulnerable behind it too. I trace the edge of his jaw. “Alex?” “Hmm?” “I still need to finish what I started,” I admit, the words catching on my tongue. “About them. About what they did to me.” His expression darkens, but he doesn’t pull away. “You’re not doing it alone.” It’s strange, sharing the weight. I’ve spent weeks lying, hiding piec
ELENA POV It’s strange how quiet the mansion feels now. Not the peaceful kind of quiet, but something sharp and cold, like a house waiting for a storm that never comes. We barely speak. When we do, it’s about nothing: dinner, schedules, meetings. The important words sit between us, heavy and silent. At night, I hear him on the other side of the bed, so close I could reach out and touch him. But I don’t and he doesn’t, either. It’s worse than fighting. Worse than yelling. It feels like drowning in air. One morning, I walk into the dining room to see him laughing quietly at something Sophia says. The sound freezes me in the doorway. God, it’s stupid how something so small can stab straight through my chest. I sit down, trying to look bored, but my heart hammers. He barely glances at me, nods, and goes back to his coffee. Later that afternoon, I see him again, outside, by the cars, talking to a woman in a tight black dress. Her laugh is too loud. Her hand lingers on hi
ELENA POV It’s late when I find him.The house is too big, too silent. My footsteps echo on marble floors as I move past darkened rooms, every breath tight in my chest. I finally see him on the balcony outside his study. His back to me, one hand braced on the railing, the city lights painting him in gold and shadow. For a moment, I almost turn around and walk away. But I don’t. “Alex,” I say, my voice coming out softer than I mean. He doesn’t move. Doesn’t turn. Just stays there, shoulders rigid, staring out over the gardens. “I know you’re angry,” I begin, each word feeling heavier than the last. “But we can talk about this. Please.” He exhales, the sound harsh, tired. “Talk?” he repeats. “About what, Elena? How you lied to me? Lied to everyone?” My throat burns. “I had to,” I whisper. “You don’t understand—” “Then make me understand,” he cuts in, his voice raw but quiet. “Tell me why. Tell me why the woman I risked everything for looked me in the eye and chose to keep secr
ELENA POV It doesn’t take long before it all unravels. Alex might have promised to keep pretending, but the moment he steps away from me, it’s like a switch flips. His voice when he talks to me turns distant, polite. At night, he doesn’t pull me close. The space between us in bed feels so sharp it could cut me in half. But it’s Sophia’s face when she finds out that really breaks me. It happens in the study. Alex calls her and Marco in. I stand there, my pulse roaring in my ears. Sophia looks between us, her brows knitting. Marco watches Alex with quiet confusion. Alex’s voice is flat. “There are things you both need to know.” I swallow, my mouth dry as dust. Sophia’s eyes go wide as Alex explains. About the contract. About my lost memory. About how I lied. About how I remember everything now and didn’t tell anyone. The room feels like it stops breathing. “You knew,” Sophia says to me, voice rising, cracking. “All this time, you remembered and you didn’t say a word?” “Sophi
ELENA POV The guilt is what finally breaks me. Days pass. Alex watches me more closely than ever. At meals, in the car, even when we lie in bed at night. I feel his gaze on my face like a weight I can’t shake. Every time he says my name, my heart stumbles. Every time he brushes his thumb along my cheek, it feels like it burns right through the lie I’m holding inside. I can’t keep this secret. Not anymore. It happens on a Thursday night. The house is quiet, Marco and the guards stationed outside, Sophia out late at some charity dinner. Alex is in his office, the door ajar. I stand in the hallway for a moment, palms sweating, heartbeat in my throat. Then I push the door open. He looks up from behind the desk, the lamplight throwing shadows across his face. “Elena?” “Can we talk?” My voice cracks just enough that it makes him sit up straighter. “Of course.” He nods to the chair opposite, but I don’t sit. I walk closer instead, until I’m standing right in front of his desk. Clo
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