Follow
Chapters
Share
Left At The Altar, She Became The Bride Of His Arch-Nemesis Novel Cover

Left At The Altar, She Became The Bride Of His Arch-Nemesis

Since returning to her family, Evelyn had never truly been accepted or treated as their own daughter. On her wedding day, her parents chose her adopted sister over her, and the man she was supposed to marry abandoned her on the highway for his true love without even looking back once. Heartbroken but resolute, she tore off her veil and stood before his rival. "I dare you to steal the bride." Shane met her gaze. "Why wouldn't I?" Their impulsive marriage shocked everyone. Her ex later begged, "Give me another chance." Shane pulled her close, his voice cold. "Too late. She's my wife now."
Chapters
Share

Chapter 2

For a brief moment, Shane paused, then a grin spread across his face. "Today is supposed to be Cole and your big day. Yet, you're asking me to marry you. Tell me, what's in it for me?"

"Wouldn't you like to help me shake up the Bennett family?" Evelyn responded.

The past between Shane and that family was never simple. People once called his mother Hank Bennett's mistress, and she had left the country while carrying him. She raised him alone until he turned eighteen, and then she chose to end her life.

Only after Shane built a name for himself overseas did the Bennetts bring him back. Cole, his half-brother, never hid his disdain for him, and the tension between them had always been impossible to ignore. Even within the family, Shane stood apart.

A faint edge crept into Shane's expression as he studied her. "So this is you trying to make use of me?"

A small smile touched Evelyn's lips. "That's not how I see it. We both get something out of this."

When he didn't respond right away, she stepped back as if she had already made up her mind. "If it doesn't interest you, then we'll leave it at that."

She turned to walk away, but before she could take more than a step, the Ferrari backed up and stopped right beside her again.

In the next instant, Shane pushed the door open, stepped out, and lifted her to his chest.

Caught off guard, Evelyn reached up and grabbed onto his shoulders. "What are you doing?"

Looking down at her, Shane let out a low chuckle, amusement clear in his eyes. "I'm taking you to your wedding. Let's go make things interesting for the Bennetts."

Not long after, his striking red Ferrari came to a stop outside the lawn where the ceremony was set to take place.

Standing by the entrance, the guards looked toward Shane's car with clear disapproval. "Shane, this is Cole's wedding today. Your name isn't on the list. You can't enter."

A knowing smile tugged at Shane's lips as he glanced at Evelyn. "Keep a firm hold."

Without thinking, Evelyn tightened her grip on the seatbelt, and right after that, the Ferrari's engine roared to life.

Caught off guard by the sudden burst of sound, the guards who had been standing in their way flinched and hurriedly stepped aside.

In the blink of an eye, the car surged forward like a streak of red, heading straight for a wedding display.

A loud crash followed as the wedding display was knocked aside.

Screams broke out all at once.

The unexpected scene threw the guests into confusion, and people scrambled to their feet, all eyes turning toward the entrance in shock.

With precise control, the Ferrari spun into a sharp drift and came to a stop at an angle right before the flower arch.

Once the people present recognized who sat inside, murmurs quickly spread through the venue.

"Has Shane lost his mind? What is he doing here?"

"Look at the passenger seat. Isn't that the bride? Why is she with Hank's illegitimate son?"

A hushed voice cut through the noise nearby. "Watch what you're saying. When he returned, he stirred up enough trouble already. If he hears you call him that, you're asking for trouble."

Sharon Bennett, Cole's mother, was rattled by the sudden crash. Her face turned pale when she recognized the person behind the wheel. "This is Cole's wedding. Who gave you the right to come here and make a scene?"

Leaning casually against the car door, Evelyn rested her chin in her palm and looked toward the stage with a faint smile. "Things have changed. The man I'm marrying now is Shane."

Her words sent the entire venue into chaos.

"Has she lost her mind? She really thinks she can just switch grooms and end up with Shane?"

"She's barely acknowledged by the Fowler family. They didn't even bother showing up today. They're off celebrating their adopted daughter instead. If that girl hadn't already been promised to someone else, Evelyn wouldn't even be standing here."

"Shane's never cared about women. He probably only brought her here out of sympathy. Look at her, acting all high and mighty!"

Sharon's voice rose sharply as she pointed at Evelyn. "What makes you think Shane would ever choose you?"

Turning his attention to Shane, Hank spoke with clear authority. "This is Cole's wedding. You've made your point. That's enough."

With one arm resting lazily along the car door, Shane didn't look bothered at all. "I don't see anything wrong with what's happening."

Shock rippled through the crowd, and a wave of gasps followed.

What Shane said made it clear enough. He wasn't denying anything, which meant Evelyn hadn't been bluffing. A man like him was actually stepping in to marry her.

The color drained from Sharon's face, and her vision blurred. "Hank! He's clearly doing this to sabotage Cole's wedding. That—"

Before she could go on, Shane cast her a cold look, and the rest of her words caught in her throat. Heat rushed to her face, and she fell silent.

"That's enough," Hank said as he cut her off, his tone heavy while he faced Shane. "You should leave."

A faint smile appeared on Shane's lips, but there was no warmth behind it. "Seems like working with Crown Company doesn't interest you anymore."

That single remark was enough to choke off Hank's anger, leaving him unable to respond.

Since his return, Shane had taken control of the Bennett Group and pushed it to the top in Slomery without relying on anyone.

No one in that circle could afford to cross him now.

Hank clenched his jaw before speaking again. "Since you're already here, then the ceremony will proceed."

"What?" Sharon turned to him in disbelief. "You're just going to let this happen?"

When Hank avoided her eyes, her expression twisted with anger. The moment she looked at Evelyn again, her gaze sharpened with resentment. She couldn't accept that Evelyn refused to resign herself to her fate and instead chose to stand here with Shane, making a spectacle of them all.

"Evelyn, don't even think about going through with this!" Sharon shouted at her.

Sharon had already figured out that Cole had left, and she counted on Evelyn's usual compliance. She planned to pin everything on her once she arrived.

What she never expected was for Evelyn to stand her ground and turn the situation against them in front of everyone.

A faint tilt of her head accompanied Evelyn's calm smile. "Why not call Cole and ask him yourself? If he's willing to come back, he can still take his place as the groom."

You may also like

Abandoned Ex-Wife: Now Untouchable Novel Cover
7.4
My five-year-old daughter was dying in the ICU, her heartbeat replaced by the continuous, electronic scream of a flatline. I gripped her cold hand, my throat sealed shut by a terror so absolute I couldn't even cry out. I dialed my husband Grayson's private number, the one reserved only for me and his assistants. He declined the call instantly. A second later, a text buzzed against my palm: "In a meeting. Do not disturb. Stop calling." Five miles away, Grayson was at a luxury gala, adjusting his silk tie and laughing with Belle Escobar. He told her I was just being "dramatic" and using our daughter's "fever" as an excuse to avoid the event. He had no idea Effie's heart had already stopped. When I finally reached our penthouse, soaked from the rain and carrying Effie's small socks in a plastic bag, Grayson didn't even look at me. He snapped at me for ruining the hardwood floors and asked if I'd left Effie with the nanny just to "feel sorry for myself." Three days later, while I buried our daughter in a small, lonely ceremony, Grayson was at the Hamptons. Belle posted a photo of him golfing with the caption: "A mental health day with the boys." He didn't even attend the funeral, but he returned home demanding I clear out Effie's room to make a study for Belle's son. The injustice burned through me until there was nothing left. I swallowed a handful of sleeping pills, desperate to join my daughter. But instead of the darkness, I woke up to blinding lights and the scent of Grayson's expensive cologne. I was standing in a ballroom, wearing a blue silk dress I had already burned. Above me, a banner read: "Happy 5th Birthday Kaiden & Effie." I was back, exactly one year before the tragedy. This time, I wasn't going to be the grieving wife. I was going to be their worst nightmare.
Bound To My Ex: The Billionaire's Trap Novel Cover
7.0
Eight years ago, Alaina forced herself to say the most vicious, heartless things to break up with her fiercely loyal college boyfriend, protecting him from his billionaire family's wrath. Now, she is a top maxillofacial surgeon, and Jarred Mcknight has returned as the ruthless CEO of Wall Street's most powerful corporation. Their worlds collide in the ER, but Jarred isn't alone. He is accompanying his rumored heiress fiancée. His eyes are pure ice. He treats Alaina with a suffocating, clinical detachment, fiercely protecting the heiress from Alaina's medical examination. The professional slap in the face shatters Alaina's heart all over again. Later, at an exclusive restaurant, Jarred catches Alaina on a miserable, forced blind date. Still believing she left him for money and status, he publicly mocks her for working herself to the bone just to climb the ladder. Her sleazy date, humiliated by the billionaire's sheer dominance, turns his bruised ego on Alaina. On the dark street outside, the lawyer aggressively grabs her arm, trying to force himself on her. Alaina thought Jarred despised her. She thought he had completely moved on, leaving her to drown in the memories of the future they never had. But why did Jarred suddenly explode from the shadows like a lethal predator, brutally snapping the lawyer's wrist just for touching her? Pinning her trapped against the cold brick wall, Jarred's dark eyes burn with a terrifying, unhinged possessiveness. "Is this the kind of garbage you date now?" The eight years of separation mean nothing. The billionaire hasn't let her go, and this time, there is no escape.
FALLING FOR MR FROST Novel Cover
9.5
What would you do if Mr Dark and Frosty crashed right into your life and made you question everything you thought you knew? Jackson Hayes has always played it safe. Straight-A student, part-time bookstore job, perfect son with his entire life planned in detail. He dates girls because he's supposed to, never understanding why he felt no form of attraction towards them. Then he witnesses a hit-and-run on Christmas Eve. The stranger he pulls from the road shouldn't be alive. The gash on his head heals in hours. His body is ice cold. He's gorgeous, intense and has zero memory of who is and why he was left bleeding in the snow. But the moment their hands touch, Jackson feels something he's never felt before-a heat that terrifies and thrills him at the same time.
His Cruel Joke, My Broken Heart Novel Cover
9.2
I did everything for Damian, my childhood best friend. His promise-"Get in shape, Lena, and I'll take you to prom"-was the only thing that mattered. I starved myself and ran until I collapsed, all for the future he dangled in front of me. But on his birthday, clutching the cake I' d baked, I overheard the truth. The promise was a cruel joke. To him and his real girlfriend, Gigi, I was just a "fat pig" whose desperate attempts to impress him were "hilarious to watch." They didn't stop there. They framed me for bullying, and Damian publicly denied ever caring for me. He then got my Stanford scholarship revoked with a malicious report and stood by as Gigi plastered my most private love letters all over school. I became a pariah, a "delusional, conniving bitch." The boy I had loved my whole life, the one who was supposed to be my protector, had orchestrated my complete and utter destruction for a laugh. Yet he still expected me to follow him to college. So when he called on move-in day, buzzing with excitement for our shared future, I let him ramble on about our plans. Then, I calmly cut through his fantasy. "I'm not here, Damian."
My Fiancé's Ultimate Deception Novel Cover
8.5
After seven years of devotion, I finally became pregnant with my fiancé Coleton's twins. But he secretly terminated the pregnancy, claiming it was for my health. The real reason? His ex-girlfriend, Annis, suggested it. He came to the hospital late, a fresh hickey on his neck, and instead of comforting me, he forced me to post a public apology to Annis for causing her "drama." He even used my phone to flirt with her, planning their dinner date right in front of me while I was still bleeding from the procedure he ordered. When I refused to play along, he abandoned me at the hospital exit, causing me to fall and get a concussion. Later, I found them in our bed, and he had the audacity to invite me to their "celebratory" dinner. "You're doing this for me, right?" he asked, a hopeful smile on his face. "So I can finally be happy with Annis?" I looked at the man I had given my life to, the man who had just stolen our children from me, and saw a stranger. This time, there would be no tears, no second chances. I took the pre-nup he signed years ago-the one that gave me a huge chunk of his company if he ever betrayed me-and walked away for good.
My Husband Despise Me, His Boss Wants Me.  Novel Cover
9.1
Trapped in a cold marriage, Isabella endures the open contempt of her husband, who makes no secret of his disdain. Her life takes a dramatic turn when she encounters her spouse’s powerful and wealthy employer. This influential billionaire becomes inexplicably drawn to her, igniting a dangerous attraction. As her husband’s boss pursues her relentlessly, Isabella must navigate a web of betrayal and desire that threatens to shatter her world.