Secret Wife Of The Billionaire

ace as the bride?" My voice came out in a whisper, then a little louder, laced with disbelief. My hands trembled as I took a ste

day of her wedding... and now I have to take her place." The words felt foreign on my tongue, as if saying them would somehow make them re

man for Beatrice's sake!" My hands clenched into fists, my chest rising and falling with uneven breaths. "Why don't you just tel

hing for Beatrice? That ungrateful girl!" My breath hitched, my chest tightening as I searched her face for an answer-any justific

snapped to the side, my vision blurring as the force of the slap left my skin burning. "Y

er! So you will do everything possible to please him. Even if you don't

was never mine to decide. My fists trembled at my sides, my breath coming in shak

-sister-got everything she wanted on a platinum platter without even lifting a finger." The thought burned like a

g at my throat. It was always like this-always her wor

yielding gaze only fueled the fire burning inside me. "What if I don't do it?" I spat, my voice shaki

in her twisted game. My heart pounded violently in my chest, a mixture of fury and desperation

ess, Antonia, you would love to see your father suffer, right? And who is going to take care of his hospital bil

ulate me. Threats wrapped in guilt, laced with just enough truth to shackle me in place. But she conveniently forgot one thin

he victim, forcing me into yet a

hoved me forward. "Now get into that room, change into the dress,

bathed in soft light, the air thick with the scent of expensive perfume. And there it was-my sister's wed

my mother's cold gaze held no sympathy. The door sl

age. Every step forward felt like a step deeper into the unknown-a future I had never chosen, with a man I

eadable. I hesitated, but with a deep breath, I placed my hand in his, letting him lead me forward.

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