Mated To My Dead Husband's Twin
I thought marrying into the Barrett dynasty would be my fairy tale, but my wedding day felt more like a business merger. My husband, Jarret, didn't even look at me as he checked his watch at the altar, treating our marriage like a political chore.
Two months later, the world shattered when Jarret's diplomatic convoy was bombed. The news reported him dead, with his twin brother Jayden as the sole survivor.
When "Jayden" returned to the estate limping on a cane, the house became a tomb. My mother-in-law and our cousin Cristine immediately moved to freeze my bank accounts and strip me of my rights, calling me a "greedy climber." I was a widow in a house of wolves, but the real nightmare started when I saw "Jayden" drop his cane and passionately kiss Jarret's mistress in the dark.
I crept to the study and heard the bone-chilling truth: Jarret wasn't the one who died. He had murdered his own brother in the blast to steal his identity and become a "surviving hero." Even worse, he was already planning my "accidental" overdose once I signed over the family trust.
My blood ran cold as I realized the gentle, calloused hands that touched me on my wedding night hadn't belonged to my husband at all. I had fallen in love with Jayden, the man Jarret had just vaporized for a promotion.
I tried to escape, but they caught me and forced a sedative into my arm. When I woke up, the family doctor was standing over me with a predatory smile.
"Congratulations, Elise. You're ten weeks pregnant."
Jarret leaned over my bed, his eyes cold and victorious. They aren't going to kill me anymore. They've turned me into an incubator for an heir, trapped in a golden cage with the monster who murdered the father of my child.
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Chapter 9
Elise stayed in the closet until the sun came up.
When she finally crept back to her room, she went straight to the bathroom and vomited.
It wasn't just fear. It was a deep, physical sickness that had been plaguing her for days.
Nina came in with a breakfast tray.
Elise grabbed her arm and dragged her into the bathroom. She turned on the shower full blast.
"Elise?" Nina looked scared.
"He's alive," Elise whispered frantically. "Jarret is alive. He's pretending to be Jayden."
Nina looked at Elise like she had lost her mind. "Elise, you're in shock..."
"I heard them!" Elise hissed. "They killed Jayden! They switched places! And they want to kill me once I sign the papers!"
Nina stared at Elise. She saw the terror in Elise's eyes. She saw the truth.
"Okay," she said. Her voice shook. "Okay. We get you out."
"Tonight," Nina said. "During the staff shift change at 6 PM. The back gate is usually unguarded for ten minutes."
Elise nodded. She felt another wave of nausea. She retched into the sink.
Nina rubbed Elise's back. Then she stopped.
She looked at the calendar on the wall. She looked at Elise.
"Elise..." she said slowly. "When was your last period?"
Elise froze. She counted back. The wedding. The stress.
"The wedding night," she whispered.
"You might be pregnant," Nina said.
Elise stared at her stomach. "No. Not his child. Not the monster's child."
But then, a memory flashed. The wedding night. The gentle hands. The hesitation. The callouses.
Jayden.
If Jarret was the monster... who was the man in her bed that night?
Jarret had left the room to take a call. The man who came in was different.
Oh god.
Did she sleep with Jayden? Was Jayden the one who held her? Was Jayden the father?
The man they murdered.
Elise sank to the floor. The tragedy was suffocating.
"We have to go," Elise said. "I can't let them raise this child."
She packed the cash into the lining of her coat. She dressed in dark clothes.
"I'll go scout the perimeter," Nina said. "Wait here."
She left.
Elise waited.
One hour passed. Two.
The sun started to set.
Nina didn't come back.
There was a knock on the door. It wasn't the secret knock. It was a heavy, authoritative pounding.
The door opened.
Joyce stood there. She was smiling thinly.
"Elise," she said. "We need to talk."
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