All Chapters of Betrayed by my sister deceived by my husband : Chapter 1 - Chapter 6

### Stacy POVTears flowed freely down my cheeks, hot and blinding, soaking straight through the paper in my trembling hands.My entire body shook. This wasn't just a breakup; it was a systematic execution of my soul.I had spent years believing I was the luckiest woman alive. I thought I had married the best man on earth. Ethan was supposed to be my safe harbor, my best friend, the sanctuary I ran to when the cutthroat corporate world tried to tear me apart. I had trusted him with every fiber of my being—my heart, my secrets, my dreams, my home, my wealth, and my family.And now, I was discovering that the man I loved with every breath had been secretly sleeping with my own flesh and blood.*My sister.*How could they? How long had this festered behind my back? How many times had I sat across the dinner table from them, laughing and passing the potatoes, completely unaware that their eyes were speaking a language I couldn't read? How many times had my sister smiled warmly at me while

# Stacy POVThe hotel door swung inward with a violent, splintering crash.The moment Ethan and Tania looked up to see me standing on the threshold—flanked by two towering, plainclothes detectives—the blood drained completely from their faces. Shock, raw and jagged, locked their features in place. They stared at me as if they were looking directly at a ghost returned to haunt them.I didn't blink. I didn't breathe. My gaze swept past their pale faces, searching the room with frantic, desperate urgency.And then I saw her.Tania was standing near the foot of the bed, and huddled right behind her—her little face streaked with tears, red and swollen from crying—was my baby.Our eyes locked across the space.*"Mommy!"*The heartbroken shriek tore through the room. Without a second thought, my daughter bolted across the carpet, her small body hurling itself straight toward me."Baby!"I dropped to my knees, throwing my arms wide open just as she crashed against my chest. I caught her tight

Stacy POV “I don't know you,” I said, my voice cutting through the suffocating tension hanging between us like a sharp blade. I forced my spine to stay rigid, masking the fierce tremble in my hands by clenching them into tight fists at my sides. “And frankly, I don't care to know you.”The man stared down at me for a long, agonizing second. His gaze was heavy, calculating, dragging across my tear-stained face with a lethal sort of curiosity. Then, a quiet, wicked laugh rumbled deep in his chest. It was a dark, dangerous sound—devoid of any true humor—that sent a violent shudder straight down my spine.“You really don’t know who I am?” He took a deliberate step closer, his towering frame casting a massive, intimidating shadow that completely swallowed me whole. “You don't recognize Damian Blackwood?”My breath hitched in my throat, freezing the air in my lungs as the name settled into the quiet highway space.*Damian Blackwood.*The name alone carried enough weight to shift the temper