She discovers her fiancé and her sister getting intimate right before her wedding. Determined to expose them, she plays the tape on her wedding day, but her parents don't support her. Now, she has a chance for a new beginning with a wealthy man through a contractual marriage. Will she be able to get her revenge on her fiancé? Will her transactional partnership with the wealthy man evolve into something more?
As I stepped into the room, the soft rustle of my gown echoed in the hushed atmosphere. At 28, I've grown accustomed to the scrutiny that follows my every move, the weight of expectations pressing down on my shoulders like an invisible burden.
I rounded the corner of my childhood home, my breath catching in my throat as I caught sight of them – Alexander and Amanda, locked in an embrace so intimate it stole the very air from my lungs. My mind struggled to process what I was seeing, to make sense of the betrayal unfolding before my eyes.
The air crackled with tension as I stood frozen, unable to tear my gaze away from the scene before me. My sister, my confidante, wrapped in the arms of the man I had vowed to spend eternity with. It was a betrayal so profound, it threatened to tear apart the very fabric of my reality.
"I've never felt this alive, Amanda," Alexander's voice was low, filled with a passion I had never heard before. "Being with you... it's like nothing else matters."
Amanda's laughter echoed in the dimly lit corridor, the sound a cruel twist of fate. "I know what you mean, Alex. It's like the whole world fades away when we're together."
A pang of disbelief shot through me as their words sunk in. How could they revel in their deceit, their laughter a mockery of the love we had shared? I struggled to comprehend how they could be so callous, so indifferent to the pain they were causing.
Silent screams echoed in my mind, each one a dagger to my already wounded heart. How could I have been so blind? How could I have trusted them with my deepest secrets, only to have them trampled underfoot?
But amidst the hurt and confusion, a fierce determination took hold. I may have been blindsided by their betrayal, but I refused to be a victim of their selfishness. With trembling hands, I pressed play on my tape recorder, knowing that whatever truth lay hidden within its depths would set me free from the lies that had bound me.
On the day of my wedding, the hall echoed with the soft rustle of silk and the hushed whispers of anticipation. All eyes were on me as I stood before the altar, my heart heavy with the truth I carried. With trembling hands, I reached for the hidden tape recorder nestled beneath the layers of my gown, feeling its weight like a burden I could no longer bear alone.
With a deep breath, I pressed play, the sound of their betrayal filling the room like a thunderous clap of thunder. My heart pounded in my chest as I listened to Amanda's gasp of shock and Alexander's feeble protests, each word cutting deeper than the last.
"You promised me, Alexander!" My voice trembled with emotion as I confronted the man I had once loved with all my heart. "You promised to love and cherish me, to be faithful until death do us part. And yet here we are, on the eve of our wedding, and you're wrapped in the arms of my own sister!"
"How could you do this to me, Alexander? After everything we've been through?"
"Seraphina, I know you must be hurting right now, but please try to understand..."
"Understand what, Alexander? That you betrayed me with my own sister?"
"Seraphina, it wasn't like that. You have to believe me."
"Oh, shut up, Amanda! Are you not ashamed? Watching that clip, how do you feel? Believe you? How can I believe anything you say when you've shattered my trust into a million pieces?"
"Seraphina, please, let's not do this here. We can talk about this later, in private. Please don't cause a scene, I beg."
"Ha-ha!" I let out a sad chuckle. "Is this happening for real, Alexander. This needs to be addressed now. Our families, our friends, they all deserve to know the truth."
"Seraphina, please, don't do this. Think about the consequences."
"Con- Conseq..." I was sick to my stomach. "You want to talk about consequences after what you've done? You've torn apart our family, Amanda. How could you live with yourself?"
"Seraphina, I never meant to hurt you. Please, give me a chance to make things right."
"Make things right? How? By erasing what happened from existence? By sweeping this under the carpet? Some wounds can't be healed, Alex."
"Seraphina, I know you're angry. Your anger is justified, but please, try to see things from our perspective."
"Your perspective? How can I possibly see things from your perspective when you've betrayed me in the worst possible way?"
"Seraphina, I love you. You have to know that."
"Love me? If you loved me, you would have never allowed this to happen in the first place."
"Seraphina, please, don't leave. We can work through this together."
"Work through this? How? By pretending like none of this ever happened? I can't do that, Amanda. I won't. Amanda... Please do me a favor. Go in your room and hide!"
"Seraphina, please, don't say that. We can find a way to move past this, I promise."
"Move past this? Some things can't be undone, Alexander. No matter how much you want them to be."
As the argument intensified, the guests exchanged worried glances, uncertain of how to react to the escalating drama.
"This is a show of shame. I think we should leave."
"Agreed. Let's get out of here before things get even uglier."
"Ladies and gentlemen," my voice cracked with emotion as I spoke, the weight of betrayal heavy on my heart. "I present to you the truth, the evidence of the betrayal that has shattered my dreams and torn apart my family. And now, I leave it to you to decide what happens next."
As the uproar of the video disclosure settles, I brace myself for the aftermath, expecting fury and criticism. But, to my surprise, the room begins to vibrate with a strange energy.
"Seraphina, darling," my mother says, her voice shaking from emotion. "We understand this is difficult, but we cannot afford to cancel the wedding."
My eyes widen with disbelief, and my heart sinks as I realize the enormity of their position. My parents want this marriage to happen, no matter what the cost. My heart falls as I realize the depth of their despair. They're willing to compromise my happiness and dignity for their own financial stability. The discovery leaves me with a painful sense of betrayal and abandonment that cuts deeper than any knife.
"But how can you ask me to marry him after everything he's done? I mean.. You just watched in 4K.." I protest, my voice shaking with fury and anguish.
My father's expression is anguished as he reaches out to gently touch my trembling hands. "Listen, we're going to pretend that didn't happen. We have no choice, my dear," he says, his voice strained with emotion. "The future of our family hangs in the balance."
My mother's eyes brim with no emotion, her voice choked with assertiveness. "I know it's not ideal, my dear," she says, her voice barely above a whisper. "But sometimes we have to make sacrifices for the greater good. Please, Seraphina, for the sake of our family, for the sake of everything we hold dear, we must go through with this wedding."
Tears well up in my eyes as I gaze into my parents' faces, seeing the desperation and fear reflected back at me. I know they're clinging to this marriage as their last hope for financial security.
My mind reels at the thought, my heart torn between duty to my family and the betrayal I feel at the hands of my fiancé and sister. But before I can respond, my mother continues, her voice trembling with desperation.
"There is another option," she says, her words hanging heavy in the air. "If you cannot bring yourself to marry Alexander, then perhaps... Perhaps Amanda could take your place. That sounds like a good idea..right?"
My breath freezes in my throat at the proposal, and my mind races with astonishment. The prospect of my own sister, who did something as horrible as that, stepping into my shoes and marrying the guy who betrayed me is almost unbearable.
"... I can't believe what I'm hearing... You don't even care about how I feel... Uhn!!?? Please, Excuse me!" I can't bear to entertain my parents' offer any longer, fueled by rage and betrayal. I stormed out of the room without saying anything.
"Phina, Seraphina..." I hear my parents' desperate and imploring calls, but I can't take hearing their pleas and attempts to excuse their conduct at my expense.
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In the dazzling metropolis of New York City, billionaire businessman Alex Hamilton lives a life of opulence and success. When fate leads him to the struggling artist Mia Summers, their worlds collide in a passionate and steamy affair that defies all expectations. Drawn to Mia's raw talent and beauty, Alex offers her the opportunity of a lifetime to showcase her artwork in his prestigious gallery. As they venture into a world of luxury and extravagance, the magnetic pull between them becomes undeniable. But beneath the glittering surface lies a shocking secret from Alex's past that threatens to unravel the love they've found. Mia must confront her doubts and fears, torn between trusting him with her heart and protecting herself from potential heartbreak. Amidst the disapproval of their families and the relentless gossip of the media, Alex and Mia's love is put to the ultimate test. Can they overcome the barriers that society places in their path? Will they find the courage to trust each other completely and embrace the true power of their connection?
Lucien Gray, the young and powerful head of an international consortium, has always had everything within his reach-wealth, influence, and any woman he desires. But when the unassuming Nina Morrison crosses his path, something unexpected happens. She doesn't fall at his feet, nor does she seem impressed by his status. Her indifference sparks an irresistible challenge in Lucien-a desire to conquer her at all costs. Determined to make Nina his, Lucien's pursuit becomes relentless. But Nina's fiery spirit and refusal to be controlled push Lucien to his limits. With every struggle and defiance, the tension between them grows, threatening to shatter the boundaries Lucien has always maintained. Now Lucien vows to claim her as his own. Will Lucien's obsession break Nina's spirit, or will she force him to confront his deepest vulnerabilities? In a game of power and desire, who will win-and at what cost?
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"Carroll Brown is dead! But you have to marry him in your sister's name." My mother said to me in a cold tone. My sister was engaged to the hottest billionaire. It should have been a perfect marriage. Unexpectedly, Carroll was dead in an accident. My sister didn't want to become a widow, so she forced me to marry her dead fiance. And I had no right to refuse her. Actually, I was the biological daughter of the Smith family. My sister was an adoptive one. My sister and I had been swapped at the hospital when we were just born. My parents had already had a deep relationship with her. So they chose to sacrifice me. On the wedding day, I was taken to the mourning hall. "Ma'am, please keep Master company and let him feel warm." The housekeeper said with a cold expression. I couldn't help but look up at the portrait above the coffin, and my heart skipped a beat at this glance. The man in the portrait was more handsome than the superstars in Hollywood. Carroll Brown? My dead husband? Wow, he was really handsome! I didn't know how long had passed when my stomach began to rebel. After one glance at the coffin, I swallowed my saliva and then begged with my fingers crossed. "Mr. Carroll, I'm starving! May I eat your pastries? You don't mind, do you?" "I do." "Ah!" Scared, I broke out in a cold sweat. My legs went limp, and I fell to the ground. I shouted, "Ghost!" Carroll curled his lips, leaned over, and touched the black coffin. "Mr. Carroll has risen from the dead. What do you think of this headline tomorrow?"
Maria took her sister’s place and was engaged to Anthony, a disabled man who had lost his status as the family heir. At first, they were just a nominal couple. However, things changed when things about Maria were gradually exposed. It turned out she was a professional hacker, a mysterious composer, and the sole successor to an international jade sculpting master… The more that was revealed about her, the less Anthony could rest easy. A famous singer, an award-winning actor, an heir of a rich family—so many excellent men were chasing after his fiancee, Maria. What should Anthony do?
"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."
Ethan always viewed Nyla as a compulsive liar, while she saw him as aloof and insensitive. Nyla had cherished the notion that she was dear to Ethan, yet she felt coldly rejected when she realized her place in his heart was insignificant. No longer trying to break through his coldness, she stepped back, only for him to alter his approach unexpectedly. She challenged him, "If you trust me so little, why keep me around?" Ethan, who had once carried himself with pride, now stood before her with a humble plea. "Nyla, I've made mistakes. Please don't walk away from me."