All Chapters of FORCED TO MARRY MY SISTER'S BILLIONAIRE FIANCE : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

The sting on my cheek faded into a dull burn, but I didn't move. I just stood there, staring at my mother's hand as she lowered it.She had never hit me before, not once in twenty-three years."You will not speak to me like that," she said, her voice calm again. "I am still your mother."I touched my face; it was hot under my fingers."Are you?" I whispered. "Mothers don't sell their children."She exhaled through her nose. "You're being childish.""I'm being honest.""Honest." She laughed."You want honesty? Fine. The company is weeks from bankruptcy. If we don't take De Luca's offer, we lose everything. The house, the cars, your clothes, everything you've never worried about. Gone."I knew the company was struggling. But I didn't know it was that bad."So you marry me off," I said. "Problem solved.""If that's how you want to see it," she said."How else should I see it?" My voice cracked. "You told me my little sister offered me up like a sacrifice, and you agreed."My mother didn'

The words hung in the air as I stopped walking.Don't worry, Gabi.What did that mean?I stood in the hallway, my back against the wall, staring at the closed door, my eyes filled with tears.She said it was done; there was nothing we could do.But then she whispered that.For a moment, I let myself believe she meant something hopeful. That she had changed her mind after all these years,she can finally stand beside me.I almost smiled.Then I heard her say, "I will make sure everything goes perfectly."My blood turned to ice.She did not say it like she was sorry.She said it like she was excited.The little hope I had shattered. My sister wasn't going to help me…she wasn't going to save me.I was left all alone in this.Two weeks had passed since my parents told me I would marry Damiano De Luca, and since then my life stopped being mine.In that time, I had become a ghost.I walked the halls of my own home like I no longer belonged there. I ate meals in silence while my parents discu

The wedding day arrived faster than I expected.I woke up in the same room they had locked me in for days.My eyes were swollen and my throat still hurt from constant screaming.My mother stood in the doorway, arms crossed, watching the maids fasten the tiny pearl buttons up my spine."Don't cry," she said. "You'll ruin the powder."I hadn't realized I was crying as tears came silently. The storm I'd been dreading all week had finally arrived.The maids' hands trembled as she worked, but I didn't look at her reflection in the mirror because I didn't want to see myself."You look beautiful," she whispered.I said nothing.The car ride to the venue was silent. My mother sat across from me, smoothing her dress, and my father stared out the window... nobody spoke.The venue was a garden, filled with white flowers and white ribbons and rows of chairs full of people I didn't know. They smiled at me as I walked past, but they didn't know I was dying inside.I stood at the back of the aisle,

1 stood frozen as he held me in the middle of the rose petals. His arms wrapped around me like I was precious, but I knew better… I was just a body that felt familiar in the dark."Elena," he whispered again, his voice soft, almost tender.My heart pounded; I should have pushed him away, screamed, and told him the truth. But my body wouldn't move, and my voice wouldn't work. I stood in his arms, letting him hold me while he called me by my sister's name.His hands moved down my back, finding the zipper of my dress."Finally," he breathed. "Finally, you are mine."My skin crawled on every touch. But I could not speak; the words stuck in my throat like thorns.He pulled the zipper down slowly. The sound was loud in the quiet room. My dress loosened around my shoulders. "Damiano," I tried. My voice was barely a whisper. "Stop."But he didn't hear me; his mind was somewhere else.He pushed me backward, and my legs hit the edge of the bed, and I fell onto the mattress. Rose petals were sc

My heart pounded so hard I could hear it. Damiano held up the phone while Elena's sobs filled the room. I watched his face soften for her in ways he never had for me."Please, Damiano," Elena's voice crackled through the speaker. "She made me do it. Gabrielle planned everything, and she forced me to switch places with her. She threatened me; she said she would ruin me if I told anyone."My blood turned to ice. "That's a lie."Damiano's head snapped towards me. His eyes were sharp as a knife."Damiano, I swear to you," I said. My voice shook. "I never threatened her. It was my father; he told me if I didn't take Elena's place, he would…""He would what?" Damiano stepped closer. The phone was still in his hand. Elena's crying continued in the background, soft and pitiful. "What would he do, Gabrielle?"I opened my mouth, but the words wouldn't come out. How could I explain the years of my parents' control? The way they made me feel worthless and used me like a bargaining chip."You see?