Alle Kapitel von The Bride of the Wrong Name: Kapitel 11 – Kapitel 20

The quiet of the Blackwood mansion felt deceptive. Shadows stretched across the grand hallways, and the flickering light of the chandeliers seemed almost menacing. Elara followed Adrian down the corridor, her steps hesitant.“Where are we going?” she asked softly.“To the study,” Adrian replied, his voice calm, but there was a tension in his shoulders that Elara hadn’t seen before.She hesitated. “The study? At this hour?”“Some truths can’t wait,” he said simply.The heavy wooden door of the study creaked open. Inside, books lined every wall, and the faint scent of aged leather filled the air. A single lamp cast a warm glow over a large desk, atop which sat several files neatly stacked.Adrian gestured for her to sit. “There’s something you need to know—about me, about this family, and about why this marriage isn’t just an accident.”Elara frowned. “What do you mean?”He sat opposite her, folding his hands on the desk. “You’ve seen Lillian, you’ve seen my family… but you don’t know e

The mansion’s night air was thick with tension. Outside, the city lights glittered like distant stars, but inside, the weight of Lillian’s threats and the looming scandal pressed down on Elara and Adrian. Elara stood in the grand hallway, heart pounding. “I can’t believe she actually tried to come between us,” she whispered.Adrian stepped beside her, calm as always, but his eyes burned with quiet intensity. “This isn’t about belief, Elara. This is about action. And we need to fight—for us, for our marriage, for everything we’ve built.”Elara nodded, determination rising. “I’m ready.”He reached for her hand, gripping it firmly. “Good. Because I won’t let anyone take you from me. Not Lillian, not the media, not anyone.” The two of them walked together toward the study, where Adrian’s legal team and Selena had been coordinating responses to the latest attacks.Selena smirked as they entered. “I see you two have decided to face the storm together.”“Yes,” Adrian said simply. “It’s time

For the first time since the wedding, the Blackwood mansion was quiet. Not the uneasy silence Elara had grown used to during the months of scandals and threats. This time the silence felt peaceful. Warm sunlight spilled across the marble floors of the mansion as Elara walked slowly through the garden. The roses Adrian had planted years ago were blooming again, filling the air with a sweet fragrance.She closed her eyes briefly. Life had finally settled. Lillian had disappeared after losing the legal battle. The media frenzy had faded. The whispers in high society had moved on to new scandals. For once, Elara and Adrian were simply husband and wife.But peace, Elara had learned, never lasted long in the Blackwood world. Behind her, strong arms wrapped gently around her waist. She smiled instantly. “Adrian.”His deep voice rumbled softly near her ear. “You escaped the house again.”“I needed fresh air.”He turned her to face him. Adrian Blackwood looked just as powerful as the day she m

The storm arrived just after midnight. Thunder rolled across the sky, shaking the tall windows of the Blackwood mansion. Rain poured down in heavy sheets, turning the elegant gardens into shadows and silver streaks. Inside the mansion, the atmosphere was just as tense and this time it was more.Security guards moved constantly through the halls. Lights remained on in every corridor. Adrian had doubled the guards at the gates and installed new surveillance systems within hours of Victor’s warning. Yet despite all the protection, Elara couldn't sleep. I mean who could sleep with the situation at hand. She sat near the bedroom window, wrapped in a soft robe, watching the rain fall over the estate. Her mind kept replaying Victor’s words. Every shadow might hide someone trying to kill you.The bedroom door opened quietly. Adrian stepped inside. Even in the dim light, his presence filled the room with strength and authority. His shirt sleeves were rolled up, and tension still lined his face

The room felt like it was closing in. Elara couldn’t breathe. Her eyes remained fixed on the screen, on the frozen image of the person who had just shattered everything they thought was safe.“No…” she whispered again, her voice barely audible. Adrian didn’t move. Victor didn’t speak. For once, even he looked serious. Because the face staring back at them from the screen wasn’t just familiar—It was trusted. It was Daniel. The head of security. The man Adrian had personally hired years ago, the man who had sworn loyalty to the Blackwood family, the man who had just opened the gates to their enemies.Adrian’s grip on the tablet tightened until his knuckles turned white. “That’s not possible,” he said quietly. But the evidence was right there, clear, undeniable.The guard standing beside them swallowed hard. “We ran facial confirmation twice, sir. It’s him.”Elara shook her head slowly. “No… he’s been here since before I came. He protected us… he—he was there the night of the wedding…” H