Marrying The Crippled Billionaire For Revenge
I was the top trauma surgeon at the city’s busiest hospital until my family decided I was nothing more than a disposal fee. I stood in my father’s mahogany-lined study, staring at a two-hundred-thousand-dollar check that was meant to buy my silence and my dignity.
"Sign the confession, Aurelia," my father demanded, the silver cigar cutter snapping with a violent finality. They wanted me to take the fall for a medical error I never committed, all to protect my sister Dominique’s image before her high-profile merger with the Blackburn family.
When I refused to sign my life away, the betrayal turned lethal. My sister planted a priceless sapphire heirloom in my bag and called the security team to search me in front of my ex-fiancé. My mother watched with cold indifference as I was branded a thief, and my father threatened to pull the plug on my grandmother’s nursing home payments by noon if I didn't vanish.
I was thrown out into a freezing rainstorm with a revoked medical license, a battered suitcase, and exactly forty-two dollars to my name. Even the man I once loved looked at me with pity, believing I had stooped to grand larceny because I was jealous of my sister’s success.
I stood at a bus stop, shivering and broken, wondering how my own blood could trade my truth for a corporate PR stunt. They had taken my career, my home, and my reputation, leaving me with nothing but the clothes on my back and a burning need for justice.
Desperate to protect my grandmother, I sought out the one man they all feared: Avery Blackburn, the "monster" CEO rumored to be a brain-damaged vegetable. But the man I found in the shadows of the VIP wing wasn't a victim; he was a wolf waiting for the right moment to strike.
"I need a shield, and you need a wife," he rasped, sliding a titanium card across the desk. I didn't hesitate to sign the marriage certificate. The Blanchards think they’ve discarded a liability, but they’re about to find out what happens when you give a desperate surgeon a billionaire’s scalpel.
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Chapter 3
Preston Blackburn walked into the foyer like he owned the air everyone else was breathing. His suit was tailored to within an inch of its life, not a crease in sight.
He stopped when he saw the clothes scattered on the floor. His gaze moved to Dominique, then to the security guards, and finally, it landed on Aurelia.
For a second, his expression softened. Just a fraction. A memory of who they used to be.
Then Dominique launched herself at him.
"Preston!" she sobbed, burying her face in his chest. "Thank god you're here. It's awful. She stole it. She stole your grandmother's ring!"
Preston stiffened. He peeled Dominique off him gently and looked at the floor. The sapphire ring sat there, accusingly bright against the white marble.
He picked it up. He turned it over in his fingers.
"Aurelia?" he asked. His voice wasn't angry. It was disappointed. Which was worse. "Is this true? If you needed money... you could have just asked me."
The pity in his voice hit Aurelia like a physical blow. It knocked the wind out of her. He believed it. He actually believed she would stoop this low.
Something inside her snapped. The hurt burned away, leaving behind a cold, hard clarity. It was the focus she found in the operating room when blood was spraying and monitors were screaming.
She stepped over her scattered clothes. She walked right up to Preston.
"Give me the ring," she said.
"Aurelia, don't make this worse," Preston said, pulling his hand back.
"Give. Me. The. Ring."
She snatched it from his palm before he could react. Catherine gasped. The guards stepped forward, but Aurelia held the ring up to the light streaming through the transom window.
"If I stole this," she said, her voice cutting through the room, "and if it had been bouncing around in my bag with my keys and water bottle, the gold band would have micro-scratches. Gold is soft."
She tilted the ring. "It's pristine."
She ran her thumb over the sapphire. She brought her finger down and showed it to Preston.
"See this residue?" she asked.
Preston squinted. There was a faint, white smudge on her fingertip.
"It's white powder," Aurelia said. She rubbed it between her fingers and sniffed it. "Ammonia and chalk. It's silver polish."
She turned on her heel and pointed at the housekeeper, Mrs. Higgins, who was hovering by the kitchen door, wringing her hands in her apron.
"Mrs. Higgins," Aurelia said sharply. "You polished the silverware this morning, didn't you?"
Mrs. Higgins jumped. "I... yes, Miss Aurelia. For the party."
Aurelia walked over to her. She grabbed the woman's hand. Mrs. Higgins tried to pull away, but Aurelia held firm.
"Look at her cuticles," Aurelia said to the room. "White residue. The same polish."
She turned back to Dominique. "If I stole it, my fingerprints would be on it. Maybe yours, Preston. But I bet if we swab this ring right now, we'll find Mrs. Higgins' prints all over it. And underneath that, a layer of fresh polish."
Dominique's face faltered. The sobbing victim act cracked. "That proves nothing! Mrs. Higgins probably cleaned it!"
"You don't clean platinum and sapphire with silver polish," Aurelia said. "It damages the setting. Mrs. Higgins knows that. She's been here twenty years. Unless she was in a rush. Unless someone told her to grab it and plant it immediately."
Preston looked at Mrs. Higgins. The woman was shaking so hard her teeth were chattering.
"Mrs. Higgins?" Preston asked.
"I... I didn't want to..." the housekeeper stammered, her eyes darting to Dominique.
"This is slander!" Catherine shrieked. "Preston, she's manipulating you! She's always been jealous of Dominique!"
Aurelia dropped Mrs. Higgins' hand. She pulled her phone from her pocket.
"You know what else is interesting?" Aurelia said, tapping the screen. "I set up the smart home system in this house three years ago. You guys never revoked my credentials. And I always build in a back door. For emergencies."
She opened the app. She tapped on the 'Library' camera feed history.
"Let's see what happened twenty minutes ago."
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9.4
I stood before the heavy oak door with a positive pregnancy test burning a hole in my pocket, ready to tell the Underboss, Anthony Holden, that his legacy was secured.
But before I could turn the handle, I heard his twin brother laughing from inside.
"She screams your name, not mine. It is a little insulting, brother," Emmanuel mocked.
"Three years of celibacy for the alliance while you play with my toy," Anthony sighed. "I deserve a medal."
My world shattered. For three years, I thought I was the exception to their violence, but I had been sleeping with a monster in the dark.
When I kicked the door open, Bianca House—my high school tormentor—was sitting there like a queen.
"Happy anniversary, Erica," she sneered. "You were just a placeholder for the territory deal."
They didn't stop there. They took my dignity, and then they took my life.
At a dinner intended to show unity, they watched me choke on peanuts. Anthony looked me in the eye and used my EpiPen on Bianca’s fake faint while I suffocated on the floor.
They threw my grandmother’s ashes off a balcony just to watch me scream. They pushed me into traffic to ensure I’d be a compliant prop for their wedding.
They killed the baby in my womb.
They thought they had broken me. They thought I was just a nurse, a civilian, a loose end.
But on the day of the wedding, I wasn't in the pews.
I was on a bus out of state, hacking the church's livestream.
As the priest began to speak, I replaced the image of the cross with the video of their confession.
I watched their empire crumble from a cracked phone screen, leaving the monsters behind to find a man who would actually burn the world for me.
8.0
Love and revenge don't mix well in the dark streets of Milan.
When Daisy Fontana stepped into her engagement party at the Marino mansion, she thought she had it all. A handsome fiancé from one of Milan's most powerful families, a bright future ahead, and a perfect life far from her father's reach. But that dream shattered in a single night when her sister Sofia exposed her family's little secret... she wasn't really a Fontana at all.
Daisy was humiliated and cast aside by her fiancé Antonio, so she came up with what she thought was the perfect revenge. She'd get close to Antonio's father, the feared Don Vincenzo Marino, by becoming his assistant. In her mind, it was simple: make Antonio jealous by becoming important to his father's empire. Then hopefully that would make him realise he made a mistake by letting her go.
But what Daisy didn't know was that Vincenzo had watched her for a while, hoping for a chance. While she plotted her little revenge against the son, she had no idea she was walking straight into the arms of a man who had craved her for a while. She was supposed to get back at the son, but didn't expect she'd be falling for the father.
7.2
I went to the bank to set up a trust fund for my twins, only to have the manager look at me with pity.
"Mrs. Dunlap, the trust requires the *biological* mother's signature."
I froze. I *was* their mother. Or so I thought.
That day, I learned my husband, the most powerful Mafia Don on the coast, had used his ex-lover’s frozen eggs.
For six years, I wasn't his wife. I was just the incubator.
When his "true love," Iliana, returned from exile, my life disintegrated.
My children, poisoned by her lies, pushed me down the stairs and called me "just the nanny."
Gavyn didn't help me up. He stepped over my bleeding body to take his "real family" out for ice cream.
But the ultimate betrayal happened on a windswept cliff.
Staged by Iliana, we were both tied up, allegedly rigged to explode.
Forced to choose who to save, Gavyn didn't hesitate.
He cut Iliana loose.
"You did this to yourself, Alex," he said, driving away with the children, leaving me to die.
He thought he was leaving behind a corpse.
He didn't know I had skimmed ten million dollars from the household accounts.
"Cut me loose," I told the hitman, transferring the money. "And tell him the ocean took me."
Two years later, the Don is on his knees in my garden, begging for a second chance.
Too bad he has to get through my new fiancé first—the head of the rival cartel.
9.1
The best way to get back at a cheating bastard? Make him sick to his stomach for the rest of his life!
Days before her wedding, Corinne caught her fiancé cheating with his coworker in what she thought was their future home.
Furious, she tore everything apart, ended the engagement, and decided on a bold revenge plan.
To make him regret it for life, she set her sights on marrying his powerful uncle. Confident in her scheme, she tried to win over the cold, untouchable man, only to realize too late that she had mistaken his identity.
The man she married was far more dangerous than she imagined!
Corinne decided to make a quick escape. "Let's get a divorce. We're clearly not right for each other... "
He cornered her with a knowing smile, "Not right for each other? Funny, that's not what you said last night in bed. Want me to remind you how wrong you are?"
9.3
A pitiful wolfless Omega, Lana discovers that she is pregnant for her beloved fiancée and Alpha to be, Asher. He is the only man she has ever loved, but her world turns upside down when her Fiancée coldly reveals that he is getting married to her sister who is also already pregnant for him.
To make matters worse, her cruel sister and cheating Fiancé banish her from her only home!
Lana is devastated, but thankfully, her best friend Jasper, helps her runaway and hide her pregnancy from her former fiancée.
8 years later, Lana has become the mother to Asher's triplets and is engaged to be married to her best friend Jasper.
But by a cruel twist of fate, Alpha Asher suddenly changes his mind and kidnaps her!
So what is Lana supposed to do when she forced to choose between two powerful men, while also fighting off the traitors and enemies surrounding her?
8.5
After Lila Stark, a wolfless Omega is rejected by her mate, the ruthless Billionaire Alpha Sebastian for crimes she didn't commit, her family is killed and she manages to escape death, forced to start afresh.
Things don't go as planned for her when she's murdered by rogues but luckily for her, the moon goddess grants her another life and she's no longer the wolfless omega.
She's back with a wolf and one mission.
Now,Alpha Sebastian is in need of a bride to secure his inheritance, he launches a competition to select the most worthy female wolf to be his bride and Luna and Lila with a new face and name she enters his world once again becoming everything he wants in a bride.
This time she's not the weak Omega he rejected
but his perfect match and worst nightmare...