Novel & Cerita The Rise Novel

# THE HUSBAND I IMAGINED ## Season Two: The Life We Chose *A steamy contemporary romance novel — sequel season* --- ## Chapter One: The Journalist Vivian Cross had been building her career for fifteen years on exactly one skill: finding the seam in a story that everyone else had already decided was finished.

An Ashbourne property had changed hands within months of my mother's death, buried deep enough that a daughter looking fifteen years later would never find it, would give up long before reaching this exact page. Eleanor dies. I get declared unstable. I disappear into a hospital no one visited for fifteen years, not once, not a single card or phone call in all that time. Claire becomes the Grant heiress in my place, wearing a name and a life that had never belonged to her, stepping into rooms that should have been mine to walk into. And somewhere in the middle of all of it, quietly, methodically, an Ashbourne asset changes hands, moved by someone who understood exactly how much attention a gr

Years have passed since the incident. Riley has been in contact with Nichole without her parent's notice. Nichole has gained her trust and kept a keen eye on the family through her without her knowing her true intention "Poor Rosie....., I will destroy your family through your daughter for the disgrace you made me go through and you will never know what hit you," said Nichole smirking ************************************ It's a bright beautiful Monday morning, Riley rushed out of her room all dressed and ready to leave for school.

"I’m here to give them a resurrection." The crowd parted before them like the Red Sea. Men who had signed off on Ethan’s corporate execution three years ago shrank back into the shadows of their tables, terrified to meet his piercing gaze. Women stared in stunned silence at the sheer, raw power radiating from the disgraced heir. He didn't look broken. He didn't look defeated. He looked like an emperor returning to reclaim his throne. "Look at his stance," a senior board member from the Federal Reserve murmured to his associate. "That isn't a man running from a murder charge. That's a man coming to claim a debt."

Inside her private office, Serena was reviewing a draft contract for the international distribution of The Betrayal. Her success in securing global investors had sent her name soaring once again. But the calm was disrupted when her office door swung open without a knock. Vanes stepped in. She looked nothing like her usual self. Gone were the elegant silk dresses and flawless makeup. Her face was gaunt, her eyes swollen, and her trembling hands clutched her expensive handbag tightly. Serena’s skyrocketing success, combined with Dewangga’s crumbling reputation, had begun to seep into Vanes’s life like poison.

All of you are part of my growing and learning process, and I have no words to express my gratitude for your presence in my life. That's why I decided to add a couple of bonus chapters for all of you that enjoyed this love story. One more chance to get engrossed with Elizabeth and Henry… And also, I wanted to introduce you to a new story that will soon be available on GoodNovel. 'Rise of the Phoenix' will be focused on Sarah as a character that never got too much attention but deserved it so very much since her life story is anything but usual. Stick around to find out what destiny has up her sleeve for Sarah.

She then became Ziva, the mate of a simple, hard-working man in love. Of course, how could I compete with the wealth, status and comfort a royal had while growing up? It was as stupid as trying to compete with a King, being a simple pauper. Yes, I was young, stupid and naive. Years later, after moving a lot, trying to find a place that would take us in, accept us for what we were, just a couple trying to survive, Zane, our only son, arrived.

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He followed moments later, his body going rigid, his groan deep and resonant as he filled me with his warmth. We lay there for a long time, the sheets tangled around us. He pulled me close, his arm draped over my waist. I closed my eyes, feeling the afterglow of the encounter, the peacefulness settling in. But the anonymous writer's words still echoed in my mind, a reminder of the fire that had been lit. I knew that I would never be the same, that the quiet, shy girl who had read the diary was gone. I was a woman who had discovered her own power, her own desires, against the backdrop of a rainy night in a strange apartment.

“What are you going to do?” I looked back at the school, my expression unreadable. “Rise.” That night marked the death of the girl who used to dream of love stories and happy endings. And the birth of the girl who would rewrite her own.