From Stand-In to Queen
Everyone said I was lucky. After the Don, Lucas Vaughn, brought me back to his estate, I became the woman he treasured most.
He would halt billion-dollar deals just to be home on time to put me to sleep. He even learned sign language in secret, just so he could communicate with me after my vocal cords were damaged.
At first, I didn’t dare give him my heart.
Whenever he looked at me, his focus would drift. He showered me with gifts, yet always disappeared on the days that mattered most.
As the child in my womb grew, and as Lucas’s devotion intensified day by day, I let my guard down. I devoted myself completely to the role of wife and Donna.
Until the night I gave birth.
I hemorrhaged during a difficult labor, but Lucas never showed up.
After surviving by sheer luck, I finally saw the trending news. Lucas attended a Thames-side gala arm-in-arm with rising movie star, Serena Vale.
That was when I understood. To him, I had only ever been a substitute.
He broke his rules for her again and again. He indulged her humiliations toward me and even shoved me toward armed attackers at the brink of life and death.
Filled with hatred, I closed my eyes and sank into the deep sea, just as he wished.
Later, he knelt, clutching the hem of my dress, begging, "Zoe, please give me one more chance. I’ll repay you with my life."
His life was worth too little now. I no longer wanted it.