Ivana Blake never imagined that marrying into one of the wealthiest families in New York would feel like a sentence instead of salvation. Her new husband, Ethan D'Amelio, is charming in public but distant behind closed doors, quickly swept away by his corporate empire. Left alone in the cavernous D'Amelio estate, Ivana finds herself watched, haunted-not by ghosts, but by a man far more dangerous: Christopher D'Amelio. Her husband's stepfather. Cold. Ruthless. Beautiful in a way that burns. He is the man no one dares challenge. The man she should avoid at all costs. But when glances turn into confessions, and silence turns into touches, Ivana begins to unravel a dangerous obsession neither of them can resist. What begins as curiosity turns into a tangled web of passion, betrayal, and secrets that threaten to destroy them both. As the walls close in and her marriage crumbles, Ivana must choose between the safety of a lie-or the fire of a love that should never exist. This is not a love story. It's a descent into desire, power, and the darkest corners of the human heart.
Chapter 1: The Wedding Night
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The pearls on my neck felt heavier than they should have.
Maybe it was the weight of the vows I'd just taken-or maybe it was the way his eyes followed me from across the ballroom. Cold. Unapologetic. Calculated.
Not my husband's.
His.
Christopher D'Amelio.
My stepfather-in-law.
"Smile, Ivana," Ethan whispered beside me, his hand gently grazing the small of my back. "You're my wife now. You should be glowing."
I smiled for the camera. For the guests. For the illusion of happiness. But every inch of my skin was crawling-not from discomfort with Ethan, but from the pressure of someone else's gaze.
Christopher stood near the bar, alone, untouched by the warmth of champagne and congratulations. Tall, dressed in a charcoal suit that fit too perfectly, and eyes so unreadable they made me forget how to breathe. He hadn't said more than two words to me all evening. He didn't need to. His silence was louder than the violin quartet.
He looked like a man who regretted nothing-except maybe the fact that I was no longer out of bounds.
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Later that night, after the final guests left and the hotel suite doors closed behind us, I stood at the mirror and peeled off the white lace from my body.
Ethan lay on the bed, scrolling through his phone. "Give me a second, babe," he said. "Just need to handle this deal. You don't mind, do you?"
"No," I whispered.
I didn't mind.
I was used to being invisible.
I sat at the edge of the bed, watching the city lights flicker below. Somewhere, maybe just miles from here, Christopher was probably in a similar suite-drinking in silence, judging me for marrying a man I barely knew.
And for a moment, I wondered...
If I had met him first, what would've changed?
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Flashback – The First Meeting
Two weeks before the wedding, Ethan took me to the D'Amelio estate. It was like walking into a cathedral of secrets-glass chandeliers, long dark corridors, cold marble floors that echoed too much.
"He's not exactly warm," Ethan warned. "But he's brilliant. Built everything from nothing after his father died."
The door to Christopher's study opened slowly, and there he stood-towering, sharp-jawed, with greying temples and a voice like winter rain.
"So you're the girl," he said, looking me over. "Pretty. But naive."
I blinked. "Excuse me?"
"You have soft eyes," he continued. "Soft eyes don't survive in this family. I hope Ethan warned you."
"Warned me about what?"
He turned away before answering. "About who I am."
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Back to the Present
Ethan fell asleep with the TV on. I turned it off and walked to the bathroom, staring at myself in the mirror-bare, raw, exposed.
Was I really a bride?
Or just a placeholder in a story I didn't write?
My phone buzzed.
Unknown Number.
I hesitated. Then opened the message.
> "Your husband doesn't deserve you. But maybe that's what he wanted-someone he could keep untouched."
My heart dropped.
I didn't have to guess.
I knew exactly who sent it.
And the worst part?
I didn't feel fear.
I felt seen.
Delilah is a woman who knows exactly what she wants-and how to get it. A seductive force in a world of power and privilege, she thrives on the thrill of passion and control. Unapologetic and confident, she's built a reputation for her allure and independence, using her sensuality as both a weapon and a shield. But when she meets Sebastian, a cold, calculating CEO, everything she knows about desire and power is put to the test. Their chemistry is undeniable, but their worlds couldn't be more different. Sebastian is used to having control, but Delilah is a force that even he can't resist. Drawn to each other by their own desires and vulnerabilities, they play a dangerous game of cat-and-mouse, each encounter more charged than the last. As their relationship deepens, the lines between love, lust, and power begin to blur. But when a rival from Sebastian's past-Adrian-enters the picture, Delilah finds herself torn between two men, each with a different pull on her. Secrets, passion, and betrayal will collide as Delilah must decide whether to surrender to the overwhelming lust she feels or fight for control of her heart-and her future.
He was the man every woman desired-but loving him could mean death. When orphaned and struggling art student Sienna Rae is offered a prestigious scholarship by the mysterious Alpha billionaire, Kade Valen, she has no idea it will come at a deadly price. Drawn into his magnetic world of wealth, power, and secrets, Sienna quickly finds herself caught in a web of passion-and something far darker. Kade isn't just a billionaire. He's cursed with a deadly secret, one passed down through generations: a kiss from him is lethal to any woman he truly loves. Until now. Sienna awakens something in him no one ever has. But as bodies begin to drop and old enemies resurface, she realizes that Kade's world is laced with danger-and loving him might just be the most dangerous choice she ever makes. Will Sienna be the one to break his curse-or become its final victim?
The First Binding was meant to keep the world safe. But with the return of the Hollow Moon, everything is shifting. Araya Vale is an orphan, haunted by vivid dreams of wolves, fire, and an ancient curse she doesn't understand. When the bloodline of her forgotten ancestors awakens, Araya finds herself torn between a past she can't remember and a destiny she never chose. As the last of the Silverborn, she holds the key to breaking the curse that binds the Lycans to the earth-if only she can survive long enough to learn its truth. Kael Draven, once the proud Alpha of the Crimson Fang, carries the weight of an ancient betrayal. Exiled and powerless, he now walks a lonely path between man and monster. When he meets Araya, the connection is undeniable-yet the secrets of the past might tear them apart before they can ever truly come together. But they're not the only ones vying for control. Lucien Vire, a ruthless Alpha of the Black Hollow pack, will stop at nothing to claim Araya's blood and use it to complete the Second Binding-a ritual that could bring him unimaginable power. And as the moon rises, old enemies, long-hidden truths, and ancient forces will collide in a battle that could destroy everything they hold dear. The Lycan curse is awakening. And only those who dare to face the ashes of the past can hope to survive the flames of the future.
They called her the ash girl-meant to clean floors, not wear a crown. Lily never asked for the throne. She only wanted to survive. But when Alpha Rudolf Stormfang returns from the war and locks eyes with the girl they all called worthless, everything changes. Because the Alpha does not ask. He claims. And now, he's claimed her. But the crown comes with more than power-it comes with enemies, secrets, and a past that refuses to stay buried. She might be his Luna by fate. But will she survive the blood that fate demands?
“You need a bride, I need a groom. Why don’t we get married?” Both abandoned at the altar, Elyse decided to tie the knot with the disabled stranger from the venue next door. Pitying his state, she vowed to spoil him once they were married. Little did she know that he was actually a powerful tycoon. Jayden thought Elyse only married him for his money, and planned to divorce her when she was no longer of use to him. But after becoming her husband, he was faced with a new dilemma. “She keeps asking for a divorce, but I don’t want that! What should I do?”
“Drive this woman out!” "Throw this woman into the sea!” When he doesn’t know Debbie Nelson’s true identity, Carlos Hilton cold-shoulders her. “Mr. Hilton, she is your wife,” Carlos’ secretary reminded him. Hearing that, Carlos gives him a cold stare and complained, “why didn’t you tell me earlier?” From then on, Carlos spoils her rotten. Little did everyone expect that they would get a divorce.
"You're mine, little puppy," Kylan growled against my neck. A soft gasp escaped my lips as his lips brushed my skin. My mind screamed at me to push him away-the Lycan Prince who had humiliated me again and again, but my body betrayed me, leaning into him before I could stop myself. He pressed his lips against mine, and his kiss grew more aggressive, more possessive as I felt my legs weaken. What was I doing? In a split-second, I pulled away and slapped him hard across the face. Kylan's eyes darkened, but the smirk on his lips exposed his amusement. "You and I both know we can't fight this, Violet," he said, gripping my wrist. "You're my mate." "And yet you don't want me," I replied. "You told me you were ashamed of me, that l'd never be your queen, that you'd never love me. So please, accept my rejection and let me go." "Never," he whispered, his grip tightening as he pulled me closer. "Soon enough, you'll be begging for me. and when you do-I'll use you as I see fit and then I'll reject you."
Belinda thought after divorce, they would part ways for good - he could live his life on his own terms, while she could indulge in the rest of hers. However, fate had other plans in store. "My darling, I was wrong. Would you please come back to me?" The man, whom she once loved deeply, lowered his once proud head humbly. "I beg you to return to me." Belinda coldly pushed away the bouquet of flowers he had offered her and coolly replied, "It's too late. The bridge has been burned, and the ashes have long since scattered to the wind!"
Everyone was shocked to the bones when the news of Rupert Benton's engagement broke out. It was surprising because the lucky girl was said to be a plain Jane, who grew up in the countryside and had nothing to her name. One evening, she showed up at a banquet, stunning everyone present. "Wow, she's so beautiful!" All the men drooled, and the women got so jealous. What they didn't know was that this so-called country girl was actually an heiress to a billion-dollar empire. It wasn't long before her secrets came to light one after the other. The elites couldn't stop talking about her. "Holy smokes! So, her father is the richest man in the world?" "She's also that excellent, but mysterious designer who many people adore! Who would have guessed?" Nonetheless, people thought that Rupert didn't love her. But they were in for another surprise. Rupert released a statement, silencing all the naysayers. "I'm very much in love with my beautiful fiancee. We will be getting married soon." Two questions were on everyone's minds: "Why did she hide her identity? And why was Rupert in love with her all of a sudden?"
It was supposed to be a marriage of convenience, but Carrie made the mistake of falling in love with Kristopher. When the time came that she needed him the most, her husband was in the company of another woman. Enough was enough. Carrie chose to divorce Kristopher and move on with her life. Only when she left did Kristopher realize how important she was to him. In the face of his ex-wife’s countless admirers, Kristopher offered her 20 million dollars and proposed a new deal. “Let’s get married again.”