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CHAPTER 1

The grand ballroom of the Davenport estate glittered under the soft glow of the golden chandeliers, filled with the chatter of New York’s elite, swirling champagne glasses, and the lingering scent of expensive cologne and designer perfumes. Michelle Davenport stood at the far end of the hall, her delicate fingers tightening around the stem of her untouched champagne flute as she observed the extravagant event unfold before her.It was yet another social gathering thrown by her parents, an evening where deals were disguised as pleasantries, alliances were built over expensive wine, and where she, as always, was nothing more than a decorative afterthought. The perfect, obedient daughter, unseen yet expected to exist only when needed. She was only needed whenever it was beneficial to them.Her gaze flickered across the room, scanning all the guests in the room until her eyes landed on the golden child of the Davenport family—her twin sister, Millie. Dressed in a shimmering red gown that

CHAPTER 2

Michelle barely slept that night.Even after the party had ended and she had locked herself in her room, Raymond's words echoed in her head over and over again like an unsolvable riddle, she thought hard about what he said."You need a way out. And I need a wife."She tossed and turned, the weight of her predicament pressing hard against her chest. Marrying a stranger—no, worse, marrying Raymond Hawthorne, a man feared by many—was sheer madness. And yet, the alternative was just as terrifying. She wasn't ready for the kind of trouble and fame that came with marrying him but then, she didn't want to be trapped and be at the mercy of her parents unpredictable actions . She wanted to be free. Her father would not let her reject the arranged marriage he had planned. And even if she tried to resist, he’d either guilt-trip her or threaten to cut her off completely, as if she weren’t already the family’s disposable afterthought.By morning, Michelle’s decision still hadn’t solidified, but

CHAPTER 3

Michelle sat across from Raymond in his private office, her hands folded tightly in her lap as he slid a contract toward her. The thick document looked intimidating, the pages crisp and filled with legal jargon she barely understood. “This outlines everything,” Raymond said smoothly, his fingers tapping the desk. “Terms, expectations, some rules , financial arrangements, go through it and sign.” Michelle swallowed, staring at the contract as if it might jump up and bite her, she was fidgeting with the pen in her hand. This is insane. She was about to sign a marriage contract with a man she barely knew, a rich and powerful man feared by half of New York. A man every woman in the city wanted. She hesitated. “You really had this drawn up already?” Raymond’s lips curved slightly. “I had a feeling you’d come around.” She exhaled sharply, gripping the pen he handed her. “Arrogant much?” “Confident.” Michelle shot him a glare, but he only smirked, clearly unbothered. She flipped thr

CHAPTER 4

The car finally rolled to a stop in front of the Davenport estate, a sprawling architectural masterpiece, a modern design that practically screamed, "We have money, and we love reminding people about it." The mansion's white walls, towering glass windows, and perfect garden gave off an air of cold, detached luxury—much like the people inside it. Michelle barely had time to brace herself before Raymond stepped out, he opened the car door for her like the gentleman that he was, exuding his usual air of effortless authority. She stepped out of the car while sighing and closed the car door, then she followed Raymond as he walked towards the mansion, adjusting her emerald green dress—one of the many he had insisted she get earlier. If she had to face her family, at least she’d look like she belonged in their world, even though they treated her like she never truly did. As soon as they stepped onto the marble pathway, the front door swung open, revealing Mr. Andrew, the Davenport family

CHAPTER 5

The next morning, Raymond left for work as usual, immersing himself in meetings, collaborations, and company affairs. Michelle, on the other hand, had a far less structured day ahead—one that quickly turned into a battlefield of words when Millie asked her to meet at a nearby coffee shop not far from their estate. Michelle arrived there, already bracing herself for whatever storm Millie had cooked up again. And, as expected, the moment she sat down, Millie wasted no time in launching her attack verbally and not caring about her image. “How the hell did this happen?” Millie demanded while gritting her teeth in anger, her perfectly manicured nails tapping furiously against the ceramic cup in front of her. “How are you engaged to Raymond Hawthorne? You, of all people?” How could you do this without discussing it with us, your family? Oh, now I'm their family? These people are so shameless …she thought to herself. Michelle sighed, stirring her coffee absentmindedly. “Good morning to

CHAPTER 6

The morning sun filtered through the wide windows of Raymond’s penthouse, casting a warm glow over the sleek, luxury modern interior. But the brightness did little to chase away the lingering tension from the previous night's engagement dinner. Michelle sat at the kitchen island, hands wrapped around a steaming cup of coffee, her mind replaying Eleanor’s condescending remarks and Millie’s smug expression. Raymond had already left for work, a brief, almost curt farewell muttered as he straightened his cufflinks. The silence in the penthouse was deafening, amplifying her thoughts until she couldn’t sit still any longer. She needed air, a distraction—anything to escape the feeling of inadequacy that clung to her after facing Eleanor and her own family’s disdain. She quickly changed into a simple gown and slipped on her flats, deciding to take a walk around the neighborhood to clear her mind, and also get some fresh air. The streets were bustling with morning activity—people rushing to

CHAPTER 7

You don’t belong here. Leave while you can.” The threat was clear. And Michelle knew, without a doubt, that the storm was just beginning. The days following the engagement dinner were anything but peaceful. Eleanor's disapproval hung over Michelle like a storm cloud, and Millie’s determination to ruin her was obvious. Despite Raymond's subtle reassurances, Michelle couldn't ignore the unease twisting in her gut. She had seen the way Eleanor’s eyes had narrowed, her smile tight and cold. It was clear that the woman wasn’t planning to stand idly by. In the Hawthorne estate, Eleanor’s office was a blend of sophistication and power, much like the woman herself. She sipped her tea gracefully, her gaze fixed on the man standing before her—Daniel Reid, a private investigator known for his discretion and efficiency. "I need you to find everything there is on Michelle Davenport," Eleanor commanded, her tone leaving no room for questions. "Family, past relationships, school, past jobs, where

CHAPTER 8

The atmosphere at Hawthorne Enterprises was heavy. Michelle felt it the moment she stepped into the office—eyes tracking her every move, whispers, conversations halting abruptly when she passed by. Her fingers tightened around the blueprint tube in her hand, but she forced herself to keep walking, head held high. She couldn't ignore the tightness and uneasy feeling in her chest, though. Not after the phone call with Alex. His words had lingered, wrapping around her like barbed wire. Worse was the realization that Eleanor had already found him, that the warning Raymond had given her was no empty threat. “It’s only a matter of time before she finds something—anything—to use against you.” The words echoed cruelly in her mind. Now it has come true. A soft chime from her phone broke her out of her thoughts .She glanced down at the screen and froze. A message notification—no sender ID, no name , just a single image attachment. With a mix of dread and morbid curiosity, she tapped it open.

CHAPTER 9

The morning light seeped through the curtains, painting the walls of the guest room shades of gold. Michelle hadn’t slept a wink, the weight of everything pressing down too heavily on her, she couldn't even rest. Her eyes were swollen, cheeks stained with the remnants of tears she hadn’t been able to hold back the previous night. She stared at her phone, the last message from Alex still showing on the screen, taunting her. Each time she tried to close her eyes, she saw Raymond’s cold gaze, the anger in his eyes, and the bitter accusation in his voice. The pain in her chest had dulled into a hollow ache. How did everything spiral out of control so fast? A sharp knock pulled her out of her thoughts. She stiffened, heart thundering, hoping—dreading—that it was Raymond and he had realized that she was innocent. But she was disappointed when the door opened, it was Helen, the housekeeper, with a sympathetic look. “Good morning, Mrs Hawthorne,” Helen greeted softly, her eyes flicking t

CHAPTER 10

Raymond’s grip tightened on the edge of his desk, knuckles turning white. The office suddenly felt suffocating, each breath heavy with disbelief and anger. Felix’s revelation echoed in his mind, unraveling every certainty he’d clung to. The idea that Eleanor—his own mother—was behind the setup sent a fresh wave of fury coursing through him. Even Felix could feel the anger radiating off his boss from where he was standing, he wished he had a reasonable excuse to leave. He clenched his jaw, eyes fixed on the security footage playing on his computer screen. The original, unaltered version that Felix had managed to recover. It was nothing like the photos and videos his mother had presented to him. Michelle hadn’t leaned into Alex’s touch at all, hadn’t even smiled at him. If anything, she had looked distressed, shrinking back as Alex’s hand reached for hers. The fear, and discomfort in her eyes were unmistakable, and it hit Raymond with brutal clarity how wrong he had been. “Who else kn

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