Husband By Error
Series One:
On her wedding day, Isabella Hernando stared into the mirror and wondered-
how could she possibly marry someone she barely remembered?
Miguel Martez, the man she was arranged to wed, was only a childhood friend who had long since disappeared.
But just before the ceremony was about to begin, Miguel vanished without a trace.
To save the family's reputation, Maximilian Martez, his elder brother, was forced to take his place at the altar-
without anyone knowing, not even the bride herself.
But when Isabella finally stood before the man,
she was shocked.
That face, those eyes... that voice...
Series Two:
Adeline Martez is a quiet, introverted girl who grew up cherished and spoiled by her parents. Marriage was never something she worried about-until the day her parents announced her arranged match.
Her groom-to-be?
Jason Castello-the man she despised most.
Her senior.
Her tormentor.
The shameless bully who had made her school days miserable.
Adeline fought with everything she had to escape the engagement.
But the harder she pushed him away, the tighter Jason held on.
One stubborn cat.
One relentless dog.
When hatred sparks, tempers clash, and neither is willing to surrender-
how does a battlefield turn into a marriage?
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Chapter 4
Three weeks later.
In one of the elegant suites reserved for the day's event, a twenty-three-year-old woman sat silently before the vanity.
Her white wedding gown draped gracefully over her figure, the soft fabric glowing under the morning light. Her neatly styled black hair framed a calm face that betrayed no hint of joy-only quiet resignation.
Isabella Hernando stared at her reflection. She knew she was supposed to feel excited, but all she felt was a hollow ache in her chest.
Today was her wedding day-to Miguel Martez, a man she hadn't seen since childhood. She had asked Mrs. Martez if she could meet him beforehand, but Miguel was always too busy.
He'd only sent her two short messages: the first saying he'd meet her with his mother to prepare for the wedding, and the second-days later-apologizing that he couldn't make it and would leave everything to "the ladies."
Mrs. Martez had assured her there was nothing to worry about. Yet an uneasy feeling lingered in Isabella's heart, one she couldn't shake no matter how she tried.
"Look at you, Bella," her mother's soft voice broke her reverie. "You look beautiful. Just like when you were little... only now, more grown-up."
Isabella offered a small smile. "Thank you, Mom."
"I'm sure Miguel will be surprised when he sees you," added Mrs. Martez, taking a seat beside them. "He rarely talks about women, but somehow I have a feeling you two will be perfect for each other."
Isabella nodded, though her thoughts drifted elsewhere. How could she marry someone who didn't even know her anymore?
Still, saying no would only break the hearts of the two women who believed this marriage was destiny.
A sudden, rapid knock on the door shattered the fragile calm.
Knock! Knock! Knock!
The two older women exchanged startled glances. Mrs. Martez rose.
"Who is it?"
A deep, hurried male voice came from the other side. "Mom, it's me-Max."
There was urgency in his tone, almost commanding.
When the door opened, Maximilian Martez filled the doorway-tall, composed, yet visibly tense.
"Mom, I need to speak with you. Now."
"What is it, Max?" Mrs. Martez asked, alarmed by the edge in his voice.
"Please-outside." His tone was clipped, urgent.
Seeing the severity in his expression, Mrs. Martez hesitated but finally nodded. She turned back to the women inside.
"Wait here for a moment, okay? Something urgent came up."
The door closed behind her, and Isabella caught only a glimpse of the man's broad shoulders and the determined line of his stride.
Isabella exchanged a puzzled glance with her mother.
"That man... he's Miguel's older brother, right?" Mrs. Hernando asked.
Isabella nodded slowly. "I think so."
Something about his voice struck her-familiar somehow. Her heart whispered a quiet warning. Why did his voice sound as if I'd heard it before?
Meanwhile, in the quiet corridor outside, Maximilian walked briskly, his jaw tight. He led his mother toward a secluded corner, away from prying eyes.
"Mom, please don't panic," he said in a low, strained voice. "I just got a message from Miguel."
Mrs. Martez frowned, confused. "A message?"
Maximilian pulled out his phone and showed her the text that had arrived minutes earlier.
Sorry, Mom. I can't marry Isabella. I'm not ready for an arranged marriage. Please don't try to find me. - Miguel
For a moment, Mrs. Martez just stared. The color drained from her face.
"No... this must be a joke. Miguel wouldn't-he couldn't..."
Her voice cracked mid-sentence.
"Mom, calm down," Maximilian said quickly, gripping her shoulders. "I tried calling him, but his number's inactive. What matters now is that we stop this wedding before things get worse."
Tears welled in her eyes as she shook her head. "No, Max! We can't! The guests are already here-the hall is full! How am I supposed to explain this to the Hernandos?"
"Mom, we don't have a choice!"
"Choice?" she cried, voice trembling. "Do you know what this means for me? Ever since your father passed, they've looked down on me! They said I wasn't fit to carry the Martez name!"
She covered her face with both hands, sobbing. "If the wedding is canceled, they'll laugh at me. They'll say I failed as a mother who couldn't even marry off her own son!"
Maximilian's heart clenched as he watched her crumble. "Mom..."
She suddenly grasped his hand, her voice breaking. "Your brother always obeyed me before, but you-Max-you're the only one who can save our family's name now."
He stared at her, disbelief flickering in his eyes. "Don't tell me you're suggesting-"
"Please, son," she whispered desperately. "Marry Isabella in Miguel's place."
Maximilian froze. For a moment, everything fell silent-his thoughts, the faint hum of the corridor, even his breath.
"Mom, do you even realize what you're asking?" he said, his voice low and shaking with restrained emotion.
"If you don't," Mrs. Martez pleaded, "Mrs. Hernando will think we've humiliated their daughter. Both our families' reputations will be destroyed. I can't let that happen."
Tears streamed freely down her face. "Mrs. Hernando is my friend. Her life hasn't been easy since her husband passed-she raised Isabella alone. If this wedding collapses now, I couldn't face her again."
She clutched his hand tighter, desperation etched across her face. "Please, Max... just this once. Save our family. Save her dignity."
Her voice trembled. "Isabella is a good girl. I know it's unfair, but... please, son. For all our sakes."
Maximilian closed his eyes. The air felt thick and suffocating.
He didn't even know her face. And yet, his mother was asking him to marry her.
Outside, faint music drifted from the ballroom-the wedding march beginning to play.
Their time had run out.
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8.5
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Returning home, the morning light revealed her husband, Kyler, reeking of another woman's perfume, with red lipstick on his collar and a fresh scratch below his ear.
The suffocating guilt of her own mistake instantly vanished, replaced by a cold, sharp block of ice. Kyler, instead of apologizing, mocked her and threatened to cut off her ailing mother's nursing home funding if she didn't play the loving wife.
His two years of coldness and refusal to touch her, claiming stress, were exposed as a pathetic, disgusting lie. Amelia, refusing to be a victim, filed for divorce and began a digital hunt for the IP address that had wiped the club's security servers.
Amidst this escalating fight, she encountered Kyler's formidable half-brother, Jonas Brown, her old academic rival. The familiar scent of crisp cedar and dark tobacco, combined with a fresh scratch on his hand, sparked a terrifying, impossible suspicion.
Then, trapped in his car, a phone call confirmed her custom Cartier ring was missing from the very penthouse suite where she'd spent that fateful night. The horrifying truth slammed into her: Jonas was the stranger. Without a word, she Venmoed him $5,000.00 with the note: "Service fee and hush money." This was war.
8.7
At my father's wedding reception, my new stepmother demanded I give her the sapphire necklace my mother left me when she died.
I told her no. So she had her enforcer throw me to the floor in front of two hundred guests.
He ripped the chain from my neck, shattering my mother's gemstone on the marble floor. When my childhood maid, Arlene, tried to protect me, he kicked her so hard her head cracked open against a stone pillar. My father, a New York mob boss, saw the whole thing and did nothing but laugh with his new bride.
Any love I had for my family bled out on that floor with Arlene.
That night, I found Damien Flynn, my father's sworn enemy. I was supposed to be my father's greatest asset-a virgin daughter to be sold for an alliance. I decided to burn that asset to the ground.
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They said loving him would ruin her, and they were right.
Adrianna never meant to fall for Xavier Palmer, the cold, untouchable billionaire whose name alone could silence a room. He was dangerous, controlling, and completely out of her world.
But the moment he claimed her as his, there was no escape.
What started as a forced bond quickly turned into something far more dangerous. Obsession and possession, a love so intense it blurred the line between protection and destruction.
Then everything shattered.
A brutal accident leaves Adrianna fighting for her life... and Xavier drowning in guilt, rage, and a darkness no one has ever seen before. While she lies unconscious, he hunts for the truth behind the attack, unaware that betrayal is closer than he thinks.
When Adrianna finally wakes up, nothing is the same.
Secrets have been buried, a child has been lost, and enemies are closing in.
But Xavier has made one thing clear.
He will destroy anyone who dares touch what belongs to him, even if it means becoming the monster she fears.
Even if it means losing her forever.
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9.2
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To protect their precious fake sister, her three brothers forced Eileen and sent her to prison.
For four brutal years, she was beaten, humiliated, and abandoned, while not one relative came to see her.
When she finally walked free, her family and fiancé still treated her like a stain. So Eileen cut them off for good.
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