The Billionaire Fiancee's Revenge

Kimberly Clark believed she had finally escaped a lifetime of being overlooked because of her plain looks. After years of standing in the shadow of her sister, she had found her place-and her heart-in Alexander Wellington, heir to a powerful empire. With him, she was no longer invisible. She was seen, valued, and loved. Their wedding was meant to mark the moment her painful past gave way to a brighter future. But on the night of Alexander's bachelor party, her sister, Summer, struck with ruthless precision. Disguised as hotel staff, she drugged his drink and followed him into his room-her jealousy twisting into obsession. Alexander resisted, fighting the haze overtaking his body. "Stop, Summer," he groaned, shoving her back. But she clung tighter, whispering words meant to wound: "She doesn't deserve you. I'm the one you should want." Then came the message-sent from an unknown number. Kimberly, hurry. Alexander isn't feeling well. Room 1207. She rushed to the hotel, heart pounding with fear. When the door swung open, she saw Alexander on the bed with Summer-his shirt undone, Summer pressed against him. To her, this was betrayal. The man she trusted above all seemed to have shattered her. Blinded by heartbreak, she fled into the night. Tears blurred her vision as she stumbled into the street. Headlights flared. The impact was brutal. Glass tore into her face, blood pooling as the car sped away. She was left broken. Her face was destroyed. An elderly man, grieving his own losses, found her and refused to let her die. She lost her memory, but he gave her a new name, flew her abroad for facial reconstruction, and stood by her through every painful surgery. Three years passed. Her face was rebuilt. Her body healed. Her memory returned. Her soul was sharpened by pain. Now, she returns-not as the ignored daughter, not as the bride who bled in the street. She carries a new face, a new identity, and a vow carved deep within her: To reclaim what was hers. To confront the sister who betrayed her. And to face Alexander-the man who once held her heart, the man she cannot forget, and the man she must decide whether to love again... or destroy. The Billionaire Fiancée's Revenge When love is broken by betrayal, vengeance becomes the only vow.

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Alexander fought with all the strengths he had left.

His body was failing him-limbs heavy, muscles unresponsive, vision swaying like smoke through water. The drug Summer had slipped into his drink was working fast, dulling his strength and clouding his mind. Every breath dragged through him like a slow suffocation.

But Alexander Wellington was not the kind of man to surrender easily. Not to her. Not like this.

"Summer, stop..." His voice cracked, rough and low. The words came out slurred, his tongue thick and dry.

Summer only smiled-slow, deliberate, predatory. Her breath was warm against his cheek as she leaned in close.

"Don't fight it, Alexander," she whispered, her tone soft enough to almost sound tender. "You'll see soon enough. I'm the only one for you."

Her words slid into his ears like poison disguised as sweetness.

His pulse pounded painfully in his temples. He could see her eyes-bright, glassy, desperate. This wasn't love. It was an obsession dressed in silk.

"Stop," he forced out, his voice trembling under the weight of the drug. "I'll-never-betray... Kimberly."

The name hit her like a slap.

Her expression cracked for a second-hurt, then fury.

"Then you'll remember her," she hissed, eyes darkening. "When she walks away from you."

Laughter filled Alexander's penthouse, the penthouse is across Wellington's hotel. Kimberly was having her bridal shower there. The sound of champagne, silk dresses, and unguarded joy.

She sat among her bridesmaids, surrounded by champagne flutes, silk ribbons, and talk of honeymoons and wedding dresses. She smiled and laughed as they chatted about honeymoon destinations and floral arrangements. Her phone buzzed insistently.

A message flashed across the screen:

"Alexander doesn't feel well. Bring medicine to his suite. Hurry."

Her heart tightened.

He wasn't feeling well? He'd seemed fine only a few hours ago.

She rose from her seat so abruptly her chair scraped the floor.

"Everything okay?" Sharon asked, brow lifted.

"Alex needs me," Kimberly murmured. Do you want me to come with you? Sharon asked.

"No, it's across the building,I will be back shortly" Kimberly replied, already halfway to the door.

Inside the elevator, her thoughts spun faster than the ascending numbers. What if he fainted? Why didn't anyone call me earlier? Why isn't Brian answering my calls?

When the doors slid open, she ran.

Her heels clattered down the marble hallway, the numbers on each door blurring past until she reached 1207.

Her heart was beating too fast.

She didn't knock. She turned the handle-and froze.

---

For a moment, she forgot how to breathe.

Alexander was on the bed. His shirt undone, his body trembling and tense. And on top of him-Summer.

Her golden hair spilled across his bare chest. Her hands pressed against his shoulders. Her lips were curved into something between satisfaction and mock guilt.

The scene was damning.

Kimberly's voice came out small, cracked, fragile. "Alexander?"

His eyes flew open-wild, panicked. "Kimberly-no-it's not-what it looks like-"

His voice slurred, his movements sluggish, but she barely heard him. The sound in her ears was deafening. Her own heartbeat thundered, her mind refusing to understand what her eyes saw.

Tears blurred her vision. Her breath came in short, broken gasps.

She wanted to scream, to demand an explanation but her voice wouldn't obey.

Her lips trembled. "How could you..."

Summer turned her head, meeting Kimberly's eyes with a glint of quiet triumph.

That look shattered something inside her.

Kimberly's chest heaved. The air itself felt sharp, cutting through her lungs. "I loved you," she whispered, the words raw and trembling.

Then she turned and ran.

The slam of the door echoed like a gunshot.

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Inside, Alexander lay there, chest burning with rage and despair. His mind screamed at his body to move.

He forced himself upright, the world tilting around him. Summer reached for him again, her voice shaking. "Don't-don't fight me!"

He shoved her away with his might.She stumbled, falling to the floor, disbelief and fear flashing across her perfect face.

Alexander staggered to his feet, every muscle shaking with exhaustion. He reached the door and slammed it shut behind her, locking himself in with his wrecked reality.

"Kimberly..." The name escaped his lips like a broken prayer.

His vision dimmed. He saw only flashes-her tears, her face, her heartbreak.

He tried to move again, but the room spun violently. His knees hit the floor. The drug was winning. His body was giving up.

The world tilted once more.

And then-nothing.

Alexander Wellington collapsed, unconscious.

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Elena Marlowe is a quiet and gentle woman who never looked for trouble. But everything changes the night she meets Damien De Luca, a powerful Mafia boss known for being cold, arrogant, and ruthless. From the beginning, Damien wants her-and he always gets what he wants. At first, Elena is afraid of him, but as time passes, she sees another side of the man everyone fears. With her, Damien becomes softer, more human. And for the first time, he learns what it means to love. Their love is strong, but danger follows them everywhere. Friends turn into traitors, and even family members plot against them. Surrounded by lies and betrayal, Elena and Damien must fight for each other and for the life they dream of. This is a story of love and danger, of passion and betrayal-where even in the darkest world, love can change everything.

Action Mafia Romance

9.3

Dangerous Temptation: No Escape From My Brother-In-Law's Obsession

9.3

Born into privilege, Eleanor never imagined her life could shatter in a single night. Then her father disappeared with his mistress, her mother fell from a building and slipped into a coma, and everything she once owned turned to dust. Determined not to ruin Jonathan's future with her family's disgrace, she ended their relationship and became the bride of a man trapped in a vegetative state. She believed that was the last time their paths would cross. But two years later, Jonathan pinned her in the dark and whispered, "Long time no see, my sister-in-law."

Action Adventure Modern

8.5

Fiancé's Betrayal: My Fatal Wedding Gift

8.5

I was given three months to live. My fiancé, however, decided that was far too long. I overheard him with my stepsister, Krista, calling our three-year relationship a "charade" he was tired of. The bone marrow I donated to him after a car crash-the very act that triggered my fatal illness-wasn't a sacrifice. It was a transaction. He had manipulated my guilt to use me as a placeholder while he waited for his true love, Krista. He abandoned me bleeding at our engagement party to tend to her fake injury, then gave her power of attorney over my critically ill brother, forcing me to agree to her cruel demands. My love was a lie. My sacrifice was a punchline. The man I thought was my savior had orchestrated my death sentence and then buried me with his betrayal. So on my wedding day, as he waited at the altar for Krista, I faked my own death. I left him with one final wedding gift: my terminal diagnosis and the truth of his deception. It was time for my revenge.

Action Mystery Romance

9.3

Innocent Silesia

9.3

No!" My voice rang loudly. "Like I said, this is the first time I've even been in this city." "Ah, I see..." His voice shifted. "I was going to give you a different punishment. But since you claim you haven't slept with me..." He leaned forward, his smile cruel. "Why not refresh your memory?" When Matteo's empire is shaken by betrayal, a stolen jewel, a night of seduction turned deception, his wrath is swift. He vows to hunt down the thief who dared to cross him. But fate delivers him the wrong girl. Silesia Elton is twenty-three, an orphan from the quiet seaside town of Averna. She comes to Bellmere chasing nothing more than a job, a chance, a future. Instead, she is mistaken for the thief who stole from the king. Kidnapped, accused, and punished, her innocence is shattered in a single night of cruelty. By the time Matteo realizes the truth, it's too late. Silesia is gone, leaving behind nothing but tears and the echo of words he has never heard before: "I don't want your money." But Matteo cannot forget her. Dreams of her innocence haunt him, stirring something he has never known, remorse. Guilt sharpens into obsession, and soon the man who swore never to chase anyone finds himself searching for the girl who slipped through his fingers. Meanwhile, Silesia struggles to survive in a city that devours the weak. Betrayed by the law, cast out by kindness, she is forced into the shadows, where every hand that offers help demands a piece of her soul. Yet even as she runs from the man who ruined her life, fate drives her back into his world. Caught between the two is Matias Loki, Matteo's twin, a man who hides warmth behind ambition and whose gentle eyes see in Silesia the light his brother cannot hold. But desire between brothers is dangerous, and Silesia becomes the spark that threatens to burn the empire down.

Action Mafia Modern

8.0

MARKED BY FATE : RETRIBUTION

8.0

The future Luna of Silvermoon, Carolyn is suddenly accused of treason and exiled by the pack she devoted her life to. But the wilderness awakens an ancient power within her, the Watchman Wolf, a legendary force that bends the four elements themselves. She meets people with deep connections to her past, and now she must unravel what fate has in-store for her. Because the girl Silvermoon cast out is no longer powerless, she's becoming a legend that her may destroy them all, if she doesn't master the storm inside her soon. While her former Alpha crowns a new Luna and war grows between rival packs, Carolyn must uncover the truth behind the conspiracy that ruined her life and decide what she truly is... The protector of the wolf realm or the harbinger of doom.

Action Mystery Werewolf

8.6

My Ex-Fiancé Stole My Dreams

8.6

For ten years, I was the indispensable right hand and fiancée to star architect Declan Sharp. I poured my life into his career, sacrificing my own ambitions for us. Our wedding was just weeks away. But my world shattered when I saw him with the new intern, Kisha. He was showing her my design, the one he called "competent," and proudly saying, "This is Kisha's idea." It got worse. He stole my groundbreaking research paper for her, then publicly dismissed me as a mere "drafting assistant." My own family attacked me, furious I had lost their meal ticket. I was just a tool. A convenient machine he used to build his empire. He never loved me; he loved what I did for him. So when he tried to kiss me to shut me up, I slapped him. I deleted every file, every blueprint, every trace of my work from his life. Then I blocked his number and bought a one-way ticket to Detroit. This time, I was building a life for myself.

Action Modern Romance

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