THE SPITEFUL BRIDE: MARRY TO RIVAL'S SON

Chapter 6 ONCE YOU SIGN, THERE'S NO GOING BACK

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ainst the smooth, unfamiliar sheets. It didn't look anything like the one in her room. Everything around her felt for

y last night. Her father's voice. His announcement, clear and co

heir to Meyers Industries. The anger in her che

, the way he had cornered her with a smile that didn't reach his eyes. His plan for her, neatly wrap

cloud, the ache in her chest refusing to fade. The anger hadn't disappeared overnight; it had only settled, cold

aped over the couch, its fabric glinting softly in the sunlight. She stepped closer, letting her fingers skim over the smooth

steam curling around the shower. Bottles of shampoo and body wash lined the edge, each

t, moved through her space without waking her. Normally, the smallest sound would have pulled her from sleep.

gle moment, leaving her with nothing but an ultimatum. Ethan had stolen her birthright, and Julian was h

npredictable, and stepping into it would be dangerous. But this wasn't about trust or safety, it was ab

r shoulders squared. The pain hadn't disappeared, but the anger, the fire in her chest, was enough to keep her standing. Today, she would marry Stefan Ste

in the emerald-green gown Stefan had left for her, paired with sleek black shoes. Her posture was steady, her chin slightly lif

he simplicity of his attire. A black tuxedo jacket, tailored to perfection, paired with sleek black pants. A cup in

indow played against his features, highlighting the sharp angles of his face. Her gaze lingered lon

eeks flushed almost immediately, a warmth spreading that she tried to ignore. Mia cleared her throa

ering on the first one caught her attention. "Contract between Mia Meyers and Stefan Sterling." Her fingers hesitated before picking it up, the

was boldly written on

g for her signature. When had he arranged all this? How had he pulled it off so quickly? The q

delay, sir. Your

s close enough to Stefan that people whispered about his true role. Some said he was the assistant who knew too much, others insisted he was the

he felt the weight of his gaze, brief but assessing, before he stepped back. Stefan glanced over the t

s as she gripped them a little tighter. The marriage contract felt heavi

and detached. "You'll want to read the terms care

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“"Let's get married," Mia declares, her voice trembling despite her defiant gaze into Stefan's guarded brown eyes. She needs this, even if he seems untouchable. Stefan raises a skeptical brow. "And why would I do that?" His voice was low, like a warning, and it made her shiver even though she tried not to show it. "We both have one thing in common," Mia continues, her gaze unwavering. "Shitty fathers. They want to take what's ours and give it to who they think deserves it." A pointed pause hangs in the air. "The only difference between us is that you're an illegitimate child, and I'm not." Stefan studies her, the heiress in her designer armor, the fire in her eyes that matches the burn of his own rage. "That's your solution? A wedding band as a weapon?" He said ignoring the part where she just referred to him as an illegitimate child. "The only weapon they won't see coming." She steps closer, close enough for him to catch the scent of her perfume, gunpowder and jasmine. "Our fathers stole our birthrights. The sole reason they betrayed us. We join forces, create our own empire that'll bring down theirs." A beat of silence. Then, Stefan's mouth curves into something sharp. "One condition," he murmurs, closing the distance. "No divorces. No surrenders. If we're doing this, it's for life" "Deal" Mia said without missing a beat. Her father wants to destroy her life. She wouldn't give him the pleasure, she would destroy her life as she seems fit. ................ Two shattered heirs. One deadly vow. A marriage built on revenge. Mia Meyers was born to rule her father's empire (so she thought), until he named his bastard son heir instead. Stefan Sterling knows the sting of betrayal too. His father discarded him like trash. Now the rivals' disgraced children have a poisonous proposal: Marry for vengeance. Crush their fathers' legacies. Never speak of divorce. Whoever cracks first loses everything. Can these two rivals, united by their vengeful hearts, pull off a marriage of convenience to reclaim what they believe is rightfully theirs? Or will their fathers' animosity, and their own complicated pasts tear their fragile alliance apart?”