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Evelyn's POVThe day was already not on my side. My stomach cramps had me curled like a shrimp, and all I wanted was my husband’s arms, a blanket, and maybe the sweet relief of belly massages.Instead, I was listening to Damien lecture me on the merits of chamomile tea like he was the world’s leading herbologist.And then, of course the doorbell just had to ring and interrupt us."The pizza guy?" Damien arched his brow."But we didn't—"The moment I bent the door knob, it was thrown open, nearly colliding with my forehead.Genevieve.My twin sister stepped inside, mascara streaking down her cheeks like she had auditioned for a tragic opera. She clutched her chest, gasping about how her “condition” had worsened.I rolled my eyes so hard I nearly saw my brain. “Of course it did,” I muttered, retreating into the kitchen before I said something the priest down the street would have to forgive me for later.The pan of samosas hissed, reminding me that I had burned the previous one.By the

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Evelyn's POV“Oh my God… Genevieve, what is this?”I held the little stick up like it was evidence in a courtroom.Both their heads turned toward me.Damien frowned, squinting. But when the realization hit, his eyes widened.“Is that—” he started.“Yes,” I said, my grip tightening on the strip. “A pregnancy test. And it’s positive.”Genevieve turned around so quickly you’d think I’d caught her red-handed with a smoking gun. Her hands went to her hair, scratching and fidgeting. For a moment, she looked nervous. But then, just as fast she blinked it away, smoothing her features into calmness.“I was… I was meaning to tell you,” she said quietly. “It’s part of why my condition worsened. Everything has gone wrong for me lately. My cards were frozen. My account, empty. I was even robbed at my hostel. All my money is gone. And now—” she pressed a hand delicately against her stomach, “now I’m pregnant. I can’t take care of myself. That’s why I came here. I need family.”Damien’s brows pulled

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Evelyn's POVThe past two weeks had been hell for me, raw living hell.Yes, Damien had married Genevieve. In fact, my father in-law, didn't even bat an eyelid when he discovered that Genevieve had taken in for Damien. Instead of maybe, I don't know.... defending my honour, or being the bigger person. He demanded Damien take the family's heirloom from my finger and attach it on Genevieve's instead.When I fought and argued?He requested Damien send me to another mansion they owned.And so, my hopelessness was doubled by three times when I heard the door to the mansion get yanked open. Someone had broken into this place and I was the only one here.Fear gripped me like a bodysuit as the knife in my hands shook, my phone's battery was dead, my charger unsafe to use due to the sparking wires, the tablet smashed against the ground from my earlier breakdown.Evelyn....is this how you are going to die?Murdered on the cold damp ground that lacked a heating pad?.Footsteps grew louder."Two s

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Evelyn's POVThe silence was awkward for a long moment,“You eaten?” Zeke finally asked, breaking it with his gravel-thick voice.I shook my head. “I ordered food, but it’ll take a while. Delivery here is….slow.”“Figures,” he muttered, running a hand through his dark hair. “I just came from the airport. Dead on my feet. Before I say more I'll be going upstairs. Shower. Then I’ll make something for myself… and for you.”I blinked. “For me?”He shot me a flat look. “What, you think I’ll let you starve in my house?”“It’s not your—” I stopped, biting the inside of my cheek.Zeke smirked, almost daring me to finish. Then he tossed his jacket over a chair and strode toward the staircase. “Sit tight. Don’t touch anything.”I sat at the edge of the table, my fingers tightening around the strap of my bag, half-expecting him to change his mind and throw me out anyway. My stomach growled in protest.When he came back, he looked sharper, cleaner, his hair damp and his shirt clinging in a way th

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Evelyn's POVAfter Zeke's words, the whole house felt even more tense. I tried to shake it off, but the unease gnawed at me until I couldn’t keep still. My hand went to my phone almost on its own.I hadn’t heard from Damien in five days. Five long, echoing days. The moment his name lit up my screen, my heart lifted just a little. Just to hear his voice, just to know he was still mine would be enough.Truthfully, I also wanted to ask, had he truly done the things Zeke claimed? Had he stolen? Betrayed? If he had, then surely it was under his father’s hand. Damien was not perfect, but he wasn’t rotten to the core.But the call didn’t go through.I frowned and tried again. Still there was nothing. The line was dead. My fingers trembled when I tapped Genevieve’s name next. Her number, too, was unreachable. Eventually, I pressed the contact I had avoided the most, Mr. Blackwood. My father-in-law.The call connected.“Mr. Blackwood,” I whispered, clutching the phone tight.“Evelyn, what do y

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Evelyn’s POV“Why me, Zeke?” I began. “Why do you want me to marry you?” I narrowed my eyes into slits as I glared at him. There were over a hundred girls that he could’ve picked for this grand plan of his but he chose me. I wanted to know why, there had to be a pattern and I wanted it revealed to me. “My family has caused you pain the same way they’ve caused you pain and to sum it up, you’re different, Amore.”“My name is—“Zeke held up a hand to silence me. “You see? Only a few people would dare speak to me in that manner and you don’t even care about hierarchy or power, you speak your mind and that’s what I want in a wife not some dolled-up girl with half-wits. I’m not looking for love here, Evelyn. I need a revenge partner.”“I’m sorry, but I’ll have to turn you down, Zeke. I’m still married to Damien and I believe that we can fix things if I can talk to him,” I replied after a moment’s pause. I noticed Zeke slap his hand over his mouth to hide his laughter out of the corner o

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Evelyn’s POV“You’re going to have to do a lot better than that, Zeke.” I chucked. “That’s not enough—not for me anyway. Some other lady in my shoes would be delighted with it, but I’m not.”“Are you considering my marriage proposal, Evelyn?” Zeke asked, puzzled at first. “Yes, I am. But, I’m not going to put my life on the line for crumbs. I need something that would benefit me in the long run. Simply put, I want to have your power, Zeke. If you can guarantee me that, I’ll accept your terms and be your wife.” I said. “Power isn’t an item to be traded, Evelyn. You’re going to be a lot more specific about what you’re asking from me.” Zeke said as he watched me. He was confused.“I want to wield your power and your influence because I plan on being an independent self-made woman when this is over and Damien owes me half of what he’s worth,” I said. Zeke’s eyes widened in shock but he quickly masked his surprise. “I wasn’t expecting to hear this from you.” “I gave Damien Blackwood m

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Evelyn’s POVI woke up the next morning, already dreading seeing Zeke again. It wasn’t like I was scared of seeing but I couldn’t shake off how our discussion had ended last night. The proximity, the threats, the manner in which he said them, and everything else. Had that been a joke or had he been putting me to the test? I hadn’t yet decided on what I wanted to do. Damien’s lawyer left me a voicemail that I deleted without bothering to hear it and while he might not hound me over it, Zeke was waiting patiently for me to accept his marriage proposal. My life was a mess right now and it was all because of one person. I’ve never publicly admitted to hating anyone before but I hated Genevieve now. She ruined my life, she finally succeeded after years of trying and it was all my fault. I should never have let her come close to Damien from the start, I ignited the first contact between them because Damien was hellbent on knowing my family and I regret doing that. I should’ve stuck to

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Evelyn’s POVThe silence in the room was a heavy blanket, thicker than the expensive comforter folded neatly at the foot of the bed. I traced the pattern on the wall absentmindedly—a delicate, swirling paisley that seemed to mock the turmoil raging in my mind. Everything that had happened up until this moment seemed surreal, almost like a dream that I hadn’t quite woken up from yet. Just a little over an hour ago, I was standing in front of Zeke’s mansion with several bags of groceries, arguing with my sister. Now, I was in a sterile, unfamiliar hotel room, the only sign of my life in it was my suitcases sitting by the door like a forgotten doormat. I had been told to leave. "Goodbye and good riddance, Evelyn," she had said, her voice dripping with hate. Her words were a physical blow, and I recoiled, not just from her tone but from the sheer finality of it and the realization that I practically had nothing left in the world. Genevieve had pushed me down from my comfortable spot

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Evelyn’s POVThe grand ballroom of the Blackwood Hotel felt like one of those rooms in heaven told in biblical stories. Every inch of surface starting from the chandeliers dripping with crystal and hanging to the carved ceiling to the polished oakwood floor reflected the blinding flash of cameras and the sheer display of wealth by the influential people in the room. I wore a dress that cost more than my first car, Damien had gotten it for me on our last trip to Paris. A sleek, emerald floor-length dress that shimmered in the light and was supposed to make me look like a successful businesswoman, not a sacrificial lamb being led to the slaughter.Zeke Blackwood, in his black tuxedo, looked like he owned the place, which, in a way, he did. He stood nearly a foot taller than nearly everyone in the room and he practically owned the company that he was fighting to keep. I was fortunate to know his return from Sicily on my last day in the hotel room and that was the sole reason I was here,

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