INICIAR SESIÓN"You slept with my twin… thinking she was me?” Elena’s voice shattered in Alexander's penthouse the night before their wedding. Elena walked in on her identical sister Eliza riding the man she loved and threw her pregnancy test into the rain. Heartbroken and humiliated, Elena storms a shadowy billionaire bar for revenge. She proposed one drunken night with a dangerously handsome bartender Liam, which later becomes a viral sex tape that destroys her reputation overnight. The next morning, she watches live as Eliza steals her wedding, her groom, and her future. Alone, pregnant, and disowned by everyone, Elena heads to the hospital to end it all. But fate slams her straight into Liam the bartender who’s secretly the rebellious son of a dying billionaire. His father’s final wish? A grandchild… or Liam loses the entire empire. In a desperate hospital hallway, they strike a devil’s bargain: one year of fake love, fake marriage, and a real baby. What begins as cold revenge and survival slowly ignites into something deeper. But when the lies start feeling real and the twin who destroyed her life comes knocking, Elena must choose keep the fortune… or finally choose her own heart.
Ver más**Angela's POV**I woke up to an empty bed.For a moment, just one ... I forgot everything. The argument with Marcus, our breakup, last night. I just lay there in the Saturday morning quiet and felt the warmth still in the sheets and thought nothing in particular.Then it all came back.I pressed my face into the pillow and groaned.Because the worst part was not what happened last night. The worst part was that I had liked it. I had lain there in the dark with Marcus's arm around me and felt something settle in my chest that hadn't been settled in months and I had liked that feeling desperately and I hated that I liked it.I missed him.I had missed him for weeks...I mised the specific weight of him in the bed, the smell of his skin, the way he always woke up before me and made noise in the kitchen before he remembered other people were sleeping. I had broken up with him and missed him every single day and last night my body had simply decided without consulting the rest of me.I sat
**Angela's POV**Marcus looked at me.I looked at Marcus.Eli was already gone. He was in a fast, deep sleep that only children can fall into, his small chest rising and falling, and one hand still loosely gripping the edge of the duvet."I can take the couch," Marcus said quietly."The couch is small," I said. Also quietly. Because the room required it."I've slept on smaller, you do not have to worry""I know you have."We were both whispering now without deciding to. The way the presence of a sleeping child pulls adults into a different register .... softer, slower, more careful."Marcus." I looked at Eli between us. "Just stay on your side."He nodded.I turned the lamp off.---The dark settled.Eli shifted in his sleep and burrowed instinctively toward warmth, toward Marcus, as it happened and Marcus adjusted without waking him, pulling the duvet up around his small shoulders with the practiced ease of a father who had done this a thousand times in a life where he wasn't the one
**Angela's POV**I told myself this was fine.Marcus coming over was fine. It was necessary. Eli needed his father and I was not the kind of woman who used a child as a weapon in an adult argument. Whatever happened was between Marcus and me and right now what was between us was a lot but it had nothing to do with my son's right to have his father in his life.So yes. Marcus was in my living room. Playing aeroplanes with Eli, lifting him above his head while Eli screamed with laughter. And I was in the kitchen making tea I didn't want and pretending to be very interested in the wall."Angela." Marcus's voice floated in. "There's no sugar in this house.""It's on the top cupboard," I said. To the wall."I checked the top cupboard.""Check the second shelf."He paused, He was rustling. "Found it." Another pause. "Thank you."I said nothing.Eli came barreling into the kitchen with the energy of someone who had been airplaned and was not yet ready for the experience to be over. He grabb
**Liam's POV**---She came home quiet, she did not speak much and it bothered me. This was not the easy settled silence that had become normal between us. This was another kind. The kind that had weight to it. That sat in the room and made itself known.I looked up from my laptop the moment she walked in."Hey." I closed it, giving her all my attention. "What happened?""Nothing.""It does not look like nothing ."She sat down on the edge of the sofa and stared at the wall for a moment. Then she turned and looked at me with an expression that told me she had been carrying something the entire drive home and had finally run out of road."I went to see my mum," she said."Okay." I waited."And before that..." She stopped and started again. "Liam, do you know a nurse on your father's ward? Angela?"I thought about it. "The one with dark hair? That works the afternoon shift?""Yes." She looked at her hands. "I ran into her at the hospital café a few weeks ago. She said something to me t
*Elena's POV*“What the bloody hell?” I screamed, bolting upright in the tangled sheets.Liam jerked awake, his eyes wide and bleary. “Elena? what’s wrong? You’re shaking. Talk to me...”I didn’t answer. Tears were already flooding my red, swollen eyes, spilling hot down my cheeks. I couldn’t speak
*Angela's POV*The house was dark when I got home.I checked my phone. 11:43 PM. I pressed my eyes shut for a second, standing at the front door with my bag on my shoulder and my feet aching and the particular exhaustion that lives not just in the body but somewhere deeper — in the part of you that
*Elena's POV* “I’m going to make you feel exactly what I felt, Alex,” I whispered to the night air, my voice raw from crying. “You slept with my twin like she was me? Fine. Tonight, I’ll sleep with someone who’ll make you wish you’d never been born.” My phone wouldn’t stop ringing. His name flash
*Elena's POV*“Alex… yes, right there,” the moan floated down the hallway, low and breathless, exactly the way I sounded when he touched me. “God, I’ve wanted this for so long.”My stomach lurched. I froze, one hand still on the door handle, the other pressed to my mouth so I wouldn’t scream. That






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