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The CEO's Substitute: Love In London

The CEO's Substitute: Love In London

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Chapter 1 No.1

Word Count: 1045    |    Released on: 21/01/2026

of the Griffith-Emerson penthouse. She adjusted the strap of her oversized tote bag, prepared for th

she hea

elody wasn't live; it was coming from a state-of-the-art sound system embedded in the walls, a ghost of a performance. Dana recognized the phrasing instantly. It was from one

ena Griffith

of the Griffith Corporation. She was simply sitting in a plush velvet armchair, her silhouette sharp against the burning

ared her

rimmed with red, her face slack with exhaustion. Then, she blinked, and the CE

said, her voice a lit

" Dana walked past her to the crib in the cen

sing and falling in a rhythm that made the rest of the world se

"Look at those finger

hand moved across her body, covering her left hand. Her thumb began t

's nose," Helen

height and your brain. If she gets Kamden's emotional range, t

a rare sound, rusty and genui

r mergers without blinking. I'm pret

cr

ed around slowly, ey

ok five years younger. "In the delivery room. When the nurse handed her to him

mden Emerson? Wept? Are you sure

pered. Her thumb continued to rub her left ring finge

nodding politely. The spell broke. Helena stood up, the softnes

s. Dana flopped onto the expansive grey sofa, noticing a garment ba

ana asked, pointing. Her

up. "It is. And yes, Jasper dropped it off personally. He se

e free champagne," Dan

week, Dana. A designer doesn't ask for mea

ne buzzed on the coffee table. The screen lit up w

picked up the phone. Her eyes scanned the

. Her grip on the phone tightened until her knuckles turned white. She swiped the sc

na asked, sen

iness," H

hallway leading to the stu

top button undone, sleeves rolled up to his elbows revealing forearms that looked like they were ca

d at Dan

ard you're

ask about her day. He just placed his large hand on her sho

tic pull. For two people who ran the city, they fit t

Kamden asked, his voice a dee

of her phone. The name she had see

r voice steady. "Ev

the sudden heaviness of the room. "I shou

elena said, but he

side. Helena reached up and covered Kamden's hand with her own. Her left hand

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The CEO's Substitute: Love In London
The CEO's Substitute: Love In London
“My husband Kamden and I were the most powerful couple in New York, an unbreakable alliance of wealth and influence. To the world, we were perfect, especially with our new baby daughter, Penny, waiting for us at home. But the illusion shattered at the Jasper Stone gala when Cason Vincent walked in. He wasn't just a rival; he was a dead ringer for Kamden-a cruel, predatory mirror image who seemed to know the secrets of the year I spent in London. In front of the city's elite, a socialite screamed that I was a fraud, accusing me of using Kamden as a "substitute" for the man I truly loved. The music stopped, and the room turned into a sea of judgmental whispers. I expected my husband to shield me, but the paranoia in his eyes was sharper than any rumor. He grabbed my scarred left hand-the one I had ruined to save his life years ago-and squeezed it until I winced in pain. "Am I just a replacement?" he hissed, his voice trembling with a terrifying insecurity. He didn't see the wife who had sacrificed her world-class piano career for him; he saw a woman who had settled for a copy. The injustice of it felt like a physical blow. I had destroyed my body and my future to keep him safe, yet he was ready to believe a stranger's lies over three years of marriage. He didn't want the truth; he wanted me to beg for his forgiveness for a sin I never committed. I realized then that my silence wasn't an admission of guilt, but my last shred of dignity. I pulled my hand away and walked out of the gala alone, leaving Kamden standing face-to-face with the man who had come to dismantle our lives.”