Billionaire Bride: From Mistress to Wife

cold wind pierced through the stillness,

morning, and the streets were deserted,

op by the riverbank. Two men got out of the vehicle, cautiously

. "Stop dawdling. The boss said

pity... She's so beautiful, and now she's

. "Put those thoughts away. Just get it done. Once we get

e, Sam... But is it true? Is the perso

questions you shouldn't. Just get her in

, I k

s clear. She could hear the conversation between the

en them made her heart pl

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lose friend, happy about their upcoming wedding next week. She had gen

lled her to the bathroom an

r last awareness of the world. Her heart was fil

how the love of a moment

a coarse burlap sack, then bound t

own by stones. The two men chanted as the

ter. Emily quickly felt the freezing water enveloping her, seeping into her mouth,

was certainly goin

of darkness, she ope

e familiar yet strange surroundings. She pinched herself hard,

she end

the bedside table. The

e had come back to life... She had been re

kety single bed for

aughter, tears streaming d

he river water, like a vengeful spirit crawling out of h

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he name "Emily"

name "Alexander

ded financial support, and the other was the beneficia

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s later,

ng the weight of suppressed pain, sh

ss, echoed with intense hatred

r the outcome. I will never regret it," the woman's voice

ng of regret," the man snarled, his

led the desperate whimpering of a wounded animal, figh

it hurt? Feel like you can't br

women... You deserve this. Today, you'll tas

his insults, the w

hick and impenetrable, engulfing the la

al forces, a fight to th

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ight, the Empire Tow

of the city's elite, a sym

for one person and never open to outside

e sweet and fresh scent of Anna Sui perfume, pur

bathroom echoed through the silent n

athing unsteady. She looked like a delicate flower just beginning to bloom in the spring breeze. Her exquisite fea

light, with a layer of lifeless gray, ma

ees, trembled slightly, her pupi

d, more scared tha

d done the most reckl

g Pandora's box, leading to a new beginning filled with

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d not re

inue smoothly on this path. Let me hold this man in my hands,

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g. Alexander emerged, a towel wrapped around his waist, his wet hair glist

little act of defian

"I don't regret anything," she repeated, her

ut that," he said, leaning down to whisper in her ear. "I

rdening. "Do your worst, Alexander

ding. "You're playing a dangerous game,

alone in the dimly lit room. She let out a shaky b

er choice, and there was no turning back. She would fig