The Billionaire's Bride Has A Secret

I took a blade for my husband, Marco, five years ago. It saved his life, but the wound to my stomach cost me the ability to give him an heir. He swore it didn't matter. "I only need you," he had whispered. Today, he brought home my replacement. He called her a "surrogate," a university student named Bianca who was meant to secure his family's bloodline. But that night, I found them tangled in our guest bed. I stood in the doorway, a ghost in my own home, and listened to him praise her. "You're so pure," he whispered. "Lia... she's so frigid." The betrayal was a second blade twisting in my old scar. His affair became blatant. He showered her with gifts and forgot my birthday. When she coveted the heirloom pendant my dying mother gave me, he ripped it from my neck and gave it to her. "It's a worthless trinket," he scoffed. That night, she tried to run me over with his Aston Martin. He arrived to find me bleeding in the driveway, and he didn't even ask if I was okay. He just looked at me with disgust, believing her lies instantly. "What the hell have you done now?" he bellowed. "You're not dead, are you?" I laughed then, a hollow, chilling sound. I picked up my suitcase, turned my back on the ruins of my marriage, and made a single phone call. "Dante," I said to my brother, the Don of the Romano family. "It's done. Cut them off."

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Chapter 6

Alessia's POV:

Back at the estate, I didn't even bother going upstairs.

I stood in the cold marble foyer, pulling out my phone, my fingers moving with a steadiness that felt entirely alien.

A hotel room downtown.

That's all I needed.

I refused to spend another night under his roof.

I hauled my single suitcase downstairs.

The house was eerily quiet.

Marco was out, probably still comforting his weeping mistress.

But Bianca, it seemed, was very much present.

I saw her heading for the garage, a triumphant smirk twisting her lips.

Maria, the head maid, scrambled after her.

"Miss Sugden, please, you mustn't! You don't have a license.

Mr. Bellini would not want you driving his cars."

Bianca casually shoved the older woman aside.

"I'll have whatever I want soon enough," she purred.

She slid into the driver's seat of Marco's silver Aston Martin, the engine roaring to life.

Just as I stepped out of the front door, her eyes met mine through the windshield.

The smirk vanished, replaced by a mask of pure, unadulterated hate.

She floored the accelerator.

There was no time to think, only to react.

I hurled myself to the side, the motion clumsy and desperate.

The car's fender clipped my leg, sending me tumbling into a bed of thorny rose bushes.

A sharp, searing pain blazed from my knee to my hip.

My hands and knees were scraped raw.

"Are you crazy?" I screamed, pulling myself out of the dirt, thorns clinging to my dress.

Bianca leaned out the window, her hair wild.

"Yes," she admitted, her voice giddy, a manic light in her eyes.

"And I regret not hitting you harder."

The words stole my breath.

She put the car in reverse, the tires screeching against the pavement.

Suddenly, a black sedan screeched to a halt behind her.

Marco.

He was here.

Bianca slammed on the brakes.

Her expression shifted in a blink, the madness replaced by panicked concern as she scrambled out of the car and rushed to my side.

"Lia! Oh my god, are you okay?"

I got to my feet, my body shaking with adrenaline and rage.

Without a word, I swung my hand and slapped her hard across the face.

The sharp sound cracked through the quiet courtyard.

She burst into tears, her hand flying to her cheek, a perfect picture of victimhood.

I pointed a trembling finger at the car.

"She tried to run me over."

Bianca immediately spun her story, her voice a pathetic wail as she turned to Marco.

"She came at the car! She tried to attack me! I got scared!"

Marco's eyes, which had been wide with shock, narrowed into slits on me.

He believed her.

Without a flicker of doubt.

Instantly.

"What the hell have you done now?" he bellowed, striding purposefully toward me.

"Are you trying to terrorize a pregnant woman?"

Maria tried to intervene, stepping forward cautiously.

"Sir, I saw it.

Miss Sugden-"

"Silence!" he roared, and the maid flinched back as if struck, her face paling.

He turned his furious gaze back to me, his eyes raking over my scraped knees and torn dress with utter disgust.

"You're not dead, are you?" he snarled, his voice laced with contempt.

The words hit me with the force of a physical blow, knocking the air from my lungs.

A laugh, high and chilling, bubbled up from my chest, unbidden and brittle.

"I was blind," I whispered, looking at the monster he'd become.

"Utterly blind to ever love you."

I slapped him, too.

The sting on my palm was deliciously satisfying.

His face contorted with rage.

He shoved me backward, hard.

"You're unhinged," he spat.

He turned his back on me, scooping the weeping Bianca into his arms and carrying her inside, cooing promises of comfort and safety.

He didn't give me a second glance, not even a flicker of acknowledgment.

Maria rushed to my side, her face pale with concern.

"Mrs. Bellini, your leg..."

I looked down.

A thin trickle of blood was making its way down my shin, staining the pristine white of my sock a stark crimson.

"We're divorced," I told her, my voice final and steady.

"I'm not coming back."

I picked up my suitcase, turned my back on the ruins of my marriage, and walked away, never looking back.

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9.7

My Don's Vow of Impotence

9.7

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8.2

Rising From Ashes: The Swapped Heiress

8.2

My son Leo had just died, and the silence in our cramped apartment felt like a physical weight crushing my chest. Before I could even process the grief, my husband, Preston, kicked the door open and threw divorce papers onto the table. Behind him stood Gloria, wearing a pristine cashmere coat and the diamond pendant Preston swore he had pawned to pay for Leo's hospital bills. "Sign it," Preston said coldly. "You get nothing." Gloria smirked, mocking me for failing to keep my sick child alive. When I tore up the papers in a blinding rage, Preston slapped me to the floor. Then, my biological mother, Jerilyn, walked in. Instead of helping me, she pulled a serrated kitchen knife from her bag and plunged it deep into my stomach. As I lay dying in a pool of my own blood, Jerilyn leaned in and whispered the devastating truth. "I swapped you in the nursery. Gloria is my blood, and you belong in a Manhattan mansion. I can't let you ruin her life." Until my lungs stopped working, I was consumed by a roaring, violent hatred. My own mother had traded my life of privilege for poverty, let my son die, and then murdered me to protect the fake. Opening my eyes again, the dingy ceiling and the agonizing pain were gone. I was sitting at a wooden desk, surrounded by the chatter of teenagers. I was back in high school. And this time, I was going to make them pay.

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9.2

Serve Me, My Lord

9.2

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Six Years, One Big Lie

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9.4

The Intern Who Won The Boss' Heart

9.4

A law student takes on the hardest role of her life: intern to billionaire Carleton Aleman, a man whose sharp mind and iron rule command the business world. Neither of them believes in love, yet a dangerous attraction ignites between them, sweeping both into a tide of overwhelming passion. But life has laid out a harder road — one filled with shocking turns and crushing disappointments. An unplanned pregnancy, the birth of twins, and the return of an ex-lover bent on revenge push the two of them to the very edge of losing everything.

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