บททั้งหมดของ THE BILLIONAIRE'S SECRET BRIDE : บทที่ 1 - บทที่ 10

The biggest laughingstock of Meridian City, Aria Vale, was dead.She died on her birthday.Just before her death, her own sister, Liana Vale, tricked her into signing an organ donation form, then dragged her onto an operating table. No anaesthesia. They carved out every usable organ while she was still conscious—torturing her to death in the most brutal way.As for Victor Loann, the man she thought she loved? After swindling her out of the inheritance her mother left her, he turned around and gave it to Liana—as an engagement gift.And there those two were, kissing right in front of her lifeless body, wrapped around each other and mocking her without a shred of remorse.It was only in her final moments that she finally saw that trash couple for what they were.She realized then that the only person who ever truly cared for her was Damian Cross.He never cared that everyone called her "slow"; he married her just to keep her safe and give her a happy life. And what did she do? She kille

The next morning.Just as the first hint of dawn tinged the sky, Damian Cross’s eyes snapped open—cold and sharply alert.His gaze swept briefly across the room before landing on the woman sleeping peacefully beside him. Only then did the ice in his expression thaw slightly.He always woke at six, sharp. But today, he'd overslept by almost half an hour.Then again, he'd finally gotten the one woman he'd been obsessed with for years.But looking down at Aria Vale—her skin marked with bruises he'd left behind—a heavy wave of guilt crashed over him.He knew perfectly well what he'd done. He'd taken her while she was scared, crying, pushing him away. He remembered it all, and it clawed at him.Still, he hadn't seen any other way to make her stay—to keep her with him, and safe.Even though someone had drugged him to the edge of madness, in the end... it had played right into his hands.Now, he had to return and confront his family. He'd demand they change the bride.After all, the only one

It was almost 7 p.m.Aria Vale, now fully dressed, was being hurriedly pulled downstairs by Celeste Monroe to attend her engagement party with Damian Cross at the Solaris Grand Hotel.But halfway down, Aria suddenly dug in her heels and refused to budge. She pouted, pointed at Liana Vale, and whined,“’Sis, you can't dress prettier than me! What if Damian sees you and changes his mind? I'm the one marrying into the Crosses! I'm the one who gets the good life!”Liana’s smile stiffened. As ridiculous as Aria sounded, she had a point.She, Liana, was known as the top beauty in Meridian City. Whenever she showed up at an event, all eyes were on her.If she showed up too glamorous at this party, the Cross patriarch might take one look at clueless Aria and decide she wasn’t good enough.What if they tried to force her, the prettier and “better” daughter, to marry Damian instead?No way. She’d heard the rumors—violent, ruthless, and even… impotent. She wasn’t about to throw her life away on

A collective gasp rippled through the hall at the security guard’s words. It was shocking enough that Aria Vale—long mocked as Meridian City’s “ugliest girl”—had shown up looking breathtaking. But this? Damian Cross—the supposedly unwanted, disfigured, forgotten eldest son—was not only devastatingly handsome, but also the new head of the Cross Consortium? Had everyone been living under a rock? While the crowd reeled, Aria stood beside Damian feeling more confused than impressed. In her previous life, Damian only took control of the Cross Consortium six months later, after outmaneuvering Caleb Cross. Before that, he had been ignored and dismissed. Had her rebirth shifted the entire timeline? Her thoughts were cut short by a sharp, mocking voice. “Security, did you hit your head? The only ‘Mr. Cross’ is the old man. Why are you kneeling to Damian?” Even though Liana Vale was slowly recognizing that this unbelievably handsome man really was Damian, she refused to accept he could be the

Elder Lucian recalled what his steward had reported earlier—confirming this was not the first incident. He slammed his cane down again, the sound sharp and final. “Get out. Rowan Vale, take your wife and daughter and leave. Now.” He meant every word. “Yeah! Get lost already! You make me sick!” someone from the crowd shouted. More insults followed. Rowan lowered his head and hurriedly dragged a furious Liana and a panicked Celeste out of the hall, their humiliation echoing behind them. Aria watched them leave, warmth of satisfaction spreading through her chest. A perfect performance. Then—unexpectedly—someone took her hand. She froze, startled. It was Damian. He pulled her onto the stage in front of the entire hall. “Aria Vale is my fiancée,” Damian announced clearly. “And the future lady of the Cross Consortium.” He paused. “Everything the Consortium has—will be shared with her.” Boom. The declaration struck the hall like thunder. Gasps. Whispers. Shock.