Substitute Romance 웹소설 & 스토리

They told her carrying her sister’s child was the only way to earn the right to breath. For seven month she was a prisoner. Carrying the baby of the same guy she loved from high school down to college… the same guy married to her sister. She lost the baby after a tragic incident leading to the loss of her womb. Then an accident dragging her to a coma. Waking up a year later she’s locked up in a villa. Owned by a billionaire who looks exactly like the ghost of her past. He claims he saved her from a murder attempt orchestrated by her own flesh and blood. But as Seraphina looks into his cold, possessive eyes, she realizes the man standing before her isn't just the ghost of her past. He is a ghost with a darker face, a deadlier agenda, and a secret that changes everything she knows about her bloodline, her trauma, and the monsters who raised her.

What? The domineering CEO’s first love is back in the country? And she wants to force me to divorce him? When Luna Aster learned of the “terrible news,” her useless tears of joy practically flowed from the corners of her mouth. “Being single is just too amazing. I’m finally free!” “A sky-high divorce settlement? Bring it on! I could never spend it all!” “Young handsome men? There are just too many of them! How am I supposed to choose?” That was until Elio Leandro pinned the blissfully daydreaming Luna Aster against the wall. “Divorce? Not in this lifetime—or the next!” Elio Leandro thought he had married an ordinary Cinderella. But then… What? My wife is actually a prestigious university’s award-winning female PhD who has collected so many honors she can barely hold them all? What? My wife is actually the founder and president of a pharmaceutical R&D group? What? My wife’s biological father is actually a terrifying gang boss whose very name strikes fear into people’s hearts? This is a love war between two equally matched people. I will not be a climbing trumpet vine clinging to you for support. I am the cotton tree that stands proudly beside you.

He touched me like he was fighting a war he knew he’d lose — every brush of his skin screaming hunger he refused to name. Every touch contradicted every rule he laid down. “Keep your heart out of this, Laura,” Zed murmured darkly, thick with need and warning, closing the space between us. I knew what he meant — or what he wanted me to believe. He only wanted my body, and the heir it could give him. Nothing more. Publicly bound to arrange Lady Amber Calloway — a woman who could never meet the pack’s core requirement, her infertility hidden to seize power — Zed couldn’t expose the lie without unraveling everything. So he chose me: an outsider, desperate to save my sister Chloe, whose life depended on the care only he could provide. I was meant to be nothing more than a means to an heir — used, then discarded when the deal was done. This was never supposed to be about love. But every caress made us forget the contract existed. Every stolen moment blurred every line he’d drawn. He set hard rules… then broke them one by one — shielding me from judgment, guarding my secret as his own, seeing parts of me no one ever had. I only agreed to carry his child. Yet the closer I got to keeping my end, the clearer it became: the real risk wasn’t pregnancy. It was that when this temporary deal ended, I’d have nothing left of my heart to walk away with. Rules were made to be broken. And this forbidden, burning desire? It wouldn’t let us go — not until we turned a one-year agreement into a lifetime of belonging.