All Chapters of The Return Of The Betrayed Bride : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

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The Wedding That Ended in Blood🥀

“Now,” he said warmly, “by the power vested in me, I pronounce you—” BANG! A gunshot exploded through the church. Screams erupted. The music stopped. Guests dropped to the floor. Amelia froze her bouquet slipped from her hands. “Miguel?” she whispered. Her fiancé stood still for a second, eyes wide. Then he looked down. A dark red stain spread across his white shirt. “Miguel!” Amelia screamed, rushing forward. He stumbled, reaching out to her, blood dripping from his fingertips. “A–Amelia…” he gasped. She caught him just as his knees buckled. He collapsed in her arms. “No, no, no… please!” Amelia cried, holding him tight as chaos exploded around them. Guests ran for cover. Cameras clattered to the marble floor. The wedding choir screamed. Amelia’s heart pounded in her ears. Her white dress was soaked in crimson. “Miguel, stay with me!” she begged, shaking him. “Look at me!” His lips trembled. He tried to speak, but only blood came out. Then his hand fe

The Hit that went Wrong

Katherina sat slouched on the old couch, her hair tangled and her eyes puffy from crying. She looked completely drained.“What a mess, Mama,” she muttered with a long sigh. “Who would’ve guessed that wedding would turn into a bloodbath? One moment Father Santiago’s saying the vows, and the next bang! Miguel’s on the floor, bleeding everywhere.”Altricia sat on the edge of the bed, a cigarette between her fingers. She took a slow drag, exhaled a cloud of smoke, and said, “That wedding was pure chaos. I’ve never seen anything like it.” She gave a small smirk. “Hmm… dramatic, though. I bet the whole world’s seen the footage by now.”Katherina rubbed her temples and groaned softly. “Yeah… but something doesn’t add up,” she said, turning to her mother. “Who would want Miguel dead? He’s a mafia boss, Mama people fear him everywhere. No one would dare go after him… unless they were begging to die.”Altricia took a slow drag from her cigarette and blew out the smoke lazily. “Well, even kings

Till Death do us Apart

CEMETERY — RAINY AFTERNOON The rain fell in steady sheets, soaking through black umbrellas and dark coats.Rows of mourners stood quietly as the priest finished his final words.“May his soul rest in peace,” Father Santiago said softly. His voice was almost drowned out by the sound of thunder.The coffin was lowered slowly into the muddy ground.Amelia stood motionless, her black veil clinging to her tear-streaked face. Her hands trembled as she held onto Leo’s little fingers.“Say goodbye to your father, baby,” she whispered.Leo looked up at her, his small face wet with rain and tears. “But, Mama… he promised he’d take me to the zoo after the wedding.”Amelia’s heart twisted. She knelt beside him, brushing the hair from his forehead. “I know, sweetheart,” she said softly. “He’ll still watch over you… just from heaven now.”Eduardo stepped closer, his own face lined with grief. “Mija,” he said gently, placing a hand on her shoulder. “It’s time to go. You’ve been out here long enough

One Hundred Days To Decide

Ariana grinned. “I’m pregnant, not blind. If I wasn’t, I’d totally go after him.”That made Amelia laugh for the first time in days a small, shaky laugh. “You’re terrible. Don’t let Daniel hear you say that!”Ariana waved her hand dismissively. “Please, Daniel? That’s old news. I’m just his baby mama now.”Then her eyes widened again. “Oh no… he’s coming this way!”Amelia turned, her laughter fading as the tall stranger stopped in front of her. His dark eyes locked on hers, steady and unreadable.“Hello, Amelia,” he said quietly.Amelia blinked, confused. “I’m sorry… do I know you?”The stranger’s lips curved faintly, but his eyes stayed cold. “Still feisty,” he said. “Just like my brother described you.”Amelia frowned. “Brother?” she repeated slowly. “I’m sorry… who exactly are you?”He took one step closer, close enough for her to smell the faint trace of rain and expensive cologne. His voice dropped low, steady as stone.“I’m Alejandro,” he said. “Miguel Favino’s brother.”Amelia

Ten Minutes To The Truth

A knock came at the door.Katherina opened it slowly and froze.Standing there was Aunt Jessica , elegant but weary, a small suitcase in her hand and rain on her coat. Her soft Spanish accent filled the room.“Querida…” she said gently, pulling Katherina into a hug. “You look so thin. What happened to my proud niece?”Katherina tried to smile, but her lips trembled. “It’s been… a rough year.”Behind her, Altricia rose from the couch, arms crossed tightly. “You came all the way from Madrid, Jessica? That’s a long trip for someone who barely calls.”Jessica shot her sister a warning look. “Don’t start, Altricia. I came because Katherina sounded desperate on the phone.”Then Jessica’s eyes softened as she spotted the two babies in their cradle. She gasped. “Oh my! They’re beautiful, mi amor. You gave birth to the most beautiful twins I’ve ever seen!”She bent down, picking one up carefully. “What are their names?”Katherina smiled faintly. “Mira and Isa.”Jessica beamed. “Beautiful names

Tears Before The Handcuffs

“It’s bold of you to assume I’ll meet you in ten minutes,” Amelia said sharply. “I don’t even know you. Miguel never mentioned your name when he was alive. And now you expect me to see you… what, so you can kill me like you all killed him?”Kaspar sighed. “Why don’t you have a little faith in me for once? I have real proof about Miguel’s death, Amelia. And I need you to come now.”Amelia let out a bitter laugh. “Faith? You must be joking. The last time I trusted anyone, my husband ended up dead. You seriously expect me to believe a stranger who just popped out of nowhere?”“You’re stubborn,” Kaspar said quietly. “I get it. You’re scared. But think… why would I want to hurt you? I just want to tell you the truth.”Amelia scoffed. “Oh, let’s list the reasons, shall we? One you’re mafia. Retired or not, it’s in your blood. Two whoever killed Miguel might be after me next, and I’m not walking into another trap. And three… get the hell off my phone and find someone else to feed your cheap

The Widow in Chains

Amelia’s face went pale. “Alejandro?” she whispered, her voice shaking. “No… he wouldn’t do this…”Ariana turned to her, wide-eyed. “Wait Alejandro? Miguel’s brother? The same man who claimed you as his fiancée? Amelia, what the hell is going on?”At that moment, a cry pierced through the tension.“Mommy!”Everyone turned toward the staircase.Little Leo, in his pajamas, was standing there with tears in his eyes, clutching his stuffed bunny. The nanny, Eloise, ran behind him, trying to hold him back.“Mommy, why are they shouting? Why are the police here?” Leo sobbed as he ran toward her.Amelia dropped to her knees, tears spilling down her cheeks. She hugged him tightly, kissing his forehead.“It’s okay, baby. Mommy’s okay. Everything’s going to be fine.”But her voice shook.The female inspector stepped forward again, her tone firm. “Mrs. Stone, please hand your child over to the nanny. We have to take you in now.”Amelia looked up at her, tears still in her eyes. She shook her head

How The Tables Turned

BLACKWOOD ~MANSIONAriana doubled over, vomiting for the fifth time that morning. Eight months pregnant, her body was screaming at her. She wiped her mouth with a napkin, her stomach twisting painfully.“Oh my God… this pregnancy is hell. Can this baby just come out already?” she groaned.Before she could catch her breath, Leo bent down beside her and vomited too. Ariana’s hands flew to cover her mouth. “Oh no! Not you too, baby!” she cried, her voice trembling. “This is too much. I can’t… I can’t do all of this!”Daniel took a careful step closer, worry written all over his face. “Ariana… are you okay?”She spun on him, her eyes red and furious. “What do you mean am I okay?” she yelled, her voice cracking. “I’m eight months pregnant, my whole body hurts, Amelia just got arrested, and now I have to take care of her son too! How do you expect me to handle all this?”Tears poured down her cheeks. Daniel reached out, trying to hold her hand. “Ariana, please… I’m sorry. We’ll get through

Interrogation Room No7

CRESTWOOD POLICE STATION ~The metal chair screeched against the concrete as Amelia was shoved into it.Her wrists were bruised from the tight handcuffs. The room smelled of old coffee and damp cement. Rainwater dripped somewhere in the corner.A male officer switched on a recorder. “Mrs. Stone, this is a formal interrogation regarding the murder of your husband, Miguel Favino.”Amelia lifted her head slowly. Her hair was a mess, her eyes swollen but defiant. “I already told you I didn’t kill him. If I had, do you think I’d still be here in New York? I would’ve been long gone with my son.”The officer slammed a thick file on the metal table, making Amelia flinch.“Your husband was shot at close range,” he said coldly. “Clean job. Professional. And the bullet came from a gun registered in your name.”Amelia’s eyes widened. “That’s impossible. I want to see the gun.”The officer gave a dry laugh, pulling out a clear evidence bag. Inside was a sleek black sniper gun. “Here it is, Mrs. St

Orange is the New Revenge

The van stopped with a loud screech. Amelia’s wrists were sore from the cuffs, and her clothes were damp from the rain that had soaked her on the way out.One of the guards yanked the door open. “Welcome to your new home, Mrs. Stone,” he said mockingly.Amelia glared at him. “I’ll walk on my own,” she hissed, pulling her arm away.“Suit yourself,” he replied, smirking as he led her toward a tall gray building surrounded by barbed wire.The sign read: New York State Women’s Penitentiary – Block A.Inside, the air was heavy with the stench of offensive smell. Metal doors slammed, voices echoed, and the sound of boots hitting the floor filled the corridors.“Name,” the officer at the front desk said flatly, not looking up.“Amelia Stone,” she answered quietly.The man looked up sharply. “Stone? The billionaire?” He whistled. “Guess money can’t buy you out of everything.”“Fingerprint her,” one of them barked.They pressed her fingers against the ink pad roughly, not caring how hard they

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