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Chapter 1

I stood in the middle of the backyard behind the clinic, the soft country breeze caressing my face. The fields around me seemed to stretch on forever, blanketed in a soft golden glow of the setting sun. Peaceful. Quiet. On the surface.I knew better than to trust that peace. This was never home; this was exile. It always did that, washed over me like a wave, when I was by myself.The day my father passed away was the day my world stopped. I was his princess, his little Alice. He always said my mother left her strength behind in me when she passed away. He raised me to be strong, kind, and positive. I clung to those values because I thought they were enough to keep us together, to keep us safe. But when his car slid off the icy road, and his heart stopped beating, it all unraveled. My stepmother, Victoria, wore black to his funeral, but there was no hint of grief in her eyes. While I cried for the last of my kin, she stood beside me, gazing down at me as though I were some pest

Chapter 2

The room pressed in with the weight of the sentence. Married? To Ryan Bennett? I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. My whole body trembled and I locked my fists at my sides to regain my composure. I'm not getting married," I said, my voice shaking but steady. “This has to be a joke.”Victoria’s cold eyes narrowed, and she stepped closer. “Does this look like a joke to you? she asked, her tone as sharp as a blade. “I’m only eighteen!” I protested, my voice rising. “I’m not even old enough to get married! But I have aspirations I want to complete my education and become a physician. You can’t just sell me off like this! ”Clara laughed from the position of her seat, making her legs look like a spectator sitting on a screen. “Oh, poor little Alice,” she said mockingly. Still living in the daydream of a life that is not mine.I turned to her, anger bubbling in my chest. “Stay out of this, Clara.” However, before I could even finish, Victoria snapped her fingers, and two muscular b

Chapter 3

I didn't win. I’d fought. Screamed. Begged. Victoria forced me to marry Ryan anyway. At my own wedding, my stepsister Clara was the only one smiling. Her eyes glittered. Satisfaction. A family-only ceremony—stepmother, sister, Ryan’s bodyguard, and best friend. His family? Didn’t even bother to show up. The priest was too afraid to speak during the vow process, Ryan refused to say his vow, he didn't bother trying to show that he felt something. I was the only one saying my vows and happy that maybe he is going to be different. Now, I sat on the edge of the bed. Our bed. My fingers twisted the hem of my dress. Wringing the delicate lace until it crumpled. My skin felt tight. Breath shallow. Ryan undressed. Methodical. Each piece of clothing he removed felt like a countdown. His bare torso caught the dim light. Lean. Sharp. The dark chocolate scent of him filled the room. I tried to make myself small. Invisible. But my eyes couldn't leave his body, scanning every edge of his perf

Chapter 4

Eight Months Later Alice leaned against the hospital pole, one hand on her bulging belly. The fresh air caressed her skin as she let out a breath, fatigue crawling deep into her bones. She was accustomed to being alone now. Ryan had retreated into work, hardly checking in. The last time they had met face-to-face was months before, on the night before the IVF procedure. Since then, he had only responded to her messages with curt, impersonal answers. She had expected this. This was a deal, after all. Nothing more. But the emptiness stung. The knowledge that her fairy tale princess wedding was over because of her step mother's ego and love of money and her husband unfeeling and unforgiving to her. The baby kicked, making her let out a thunderous growl, her hand smacking against the stomach. A life is growing in her, healthy. She turned her weight, tugging at the light cardigan on her shoulders and set out in the parking lot direction. The second she stepped out, a familiar voice cut

Chapter 5

pain.It was all that Alice could feel. A dull, numbing ache that ran through her body, dragging her limbs down, fogging her mind. She wanted to open her eyes, to see her child, but her body refused to listen.Something was wrong.She had been pushing, her screams echoing in the delivery room, when the doctor—the doctor she trusted to bring her babies into the world—had given her an injection."It's just to make the pain go away," the doctor had said. But instead of relief, Alice felt herself weakening, her eyelids becoming heavier.The sounds around her receded, but she could still hear it.The initial cry.Her infant's cry.Tears spilled over the edges of her shut eyes as she strained out a whisper. "M-My baby… Let me… hold my baby."A frigid voice answered. "We have to wash the child first, Mrs. Bennett. Rest now."Lies.Alice wanted to scream, to fight, but her body was lead. She could still feel everything—the pain in her stomach, the emptiness where life had been a moment before.

Chapter 6

“We were supposed to leave you for dead,” the cold, chilling voice sliced through the silence like a blade. “But your parents want you alive. You didn’t realize that marrying Ryan meant spending the rest of your life in isolation.”I didn’t move. I didn’t speak.My limbs were bound in an awkward, painful position—wrists tied behind my back, legs bent and aching. The cold stone floor bit into my skin. Every breath felt like it scraped my throat raw.The man shifted closer, his shadow swallowing the only flicker of light that poured in through the crack in the wall. I shivered uncontrollably. He crouched to meet my eye level. There was no warmth in his face.“He wants you dead,” he said flatly. “They convinced him you tried to kill your own child. That you were mad. That you didn’t want to live with him anymore.”I blinked, my voice a rasp of despair. “Who…”He let out a sharp laugh, one that made the hairs on my arms rise. “Clara.”My breath caught in my throat.Clara.Of course.I had

Chapter 7

Five years laterThe private jet touched down with a subtle jolt, tires kissing the tarmac of the airport runway. My daughter quickly took the toys the air hostess gave her to stop her from crying.I thought she was brave when I told her that we were going back to my country—my origin, that was taken from me.I never wanted to bring her back but he told me to. That it was time for me to pay back in hundred folds and more. Alice Morgan stepped off the plane, my heels clicking sharply against the polished steel steps. The wind tousled my sleek dark hair, but I didn’t flinch. I stood tall, the tailored black pantsuit hugging my frame with an elegance that screamed power. My eyes, sharper now, scanned the skyline of the city I once fled from.A city that stole everything.A city I'd return to—with fire in my veins.Ready to burn anyone that stood in my way.My right hand reached down gently to the small hand clinging to my leg. A five-year-old girl looked up at me with big, curious eyes.

Chapter 7

08The café was tucked in a forgotten corner of the city, away from curious eyes and familiar faces. The windows were tinted, the air smelled of espresso and dust, and the booths were old but clean. It wasn’t a place where power players met—exactly why I chose it.He was already there when I arrived, seated in the back, away from the entrance. As always, he wore black. No tie, just a dark button-up shirt rolled at the sleeves, revealing veiny forearms and a silver watch I suspected doubled as a tracker.His eyes lifted the second I stepped in, sharp, observant—never missing a detail. He didn’t smile. He never did.I slid into the booth across from him, folding my hands neatly on the table. “It’s been a while.”“Definitely not the kind of place I want to be seen but what made you call me that?" He said..Putting a folder on the table and checking the time. It was still early, most of the customers rushing in are the ones that go to the workplaces, a perfect blend of anybody hearing our

Chapter 9

The night air clung to me, thick and electric, as I stepped out of the car. I straightened my shoulders, smoothing my hand over the curve of my deep red gown. The velvet caught the light of the golden chandeliers pouring from the grand entrance of the Bennett Empire’s headquarters. Inside, music throbbed like a heartbeat. The world I once belonged to was gathering inside that ballroom—laughing, scheming, parading their perfect, poisonous lives. And I had returned for them. Five years had hardened me into someone they wouldn’t recognize. I wasn’t the trembling girl they banished. I wasn’t the wife they discarded. I wasn’t the sister they betrayed. I was something else now. Something sharper. Something they couldn’t destroy. The valet didn’t recognize me, which was exactly how I wanted it. He bowed politely, handing me my ticket without a second glance. I climbed the steps one slow, deliberate movement at a time, heels clicking like gunshots against the marble. The door

Chapter 10

The rain came softly that morning, thin and cold, slicking the sidewalks with silver. It wasn’t the kind of rain that invited you outside but one that made everything feel distant and muffled. The world outside seemed to vanish into the gray mist, and for a moment, I wished I could disappear with it. But I had something I needed to do, something I had been waiting for too long to turn back now.I watched from inside the black car, my fingers curled tightly around the edge of my coat. My palms were slick with sweat, despite the chill in the air. Nerves buzzed under my skin, electric and ugly. Every muscle in my body screamed with anticipation. This moment was too important. There was no room for mistakes.Today was not a day for war.Today was a day for something far more dangerous.Hope.Hope had always been fragile. Something I clung to through the years, despite everything that tried to tear it away from me. There were moments when I almost lost it—when the weight of everything beca

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