THE SPITEFUL BRIDE: MARRY TO RIVAL'S SON

Chapter 10 I DON'T TRUST MIA MEYER, BUT I TRUST YOU

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Daniel, one of the finest jewelers in New York, carefully opened it, r

in his hand. It was delicate, almost timid. Setting it back down, he reached for anothe

rp but quiet, "why isn't ther

htly, until his gaze landed on one ring. It was bold, unapologetically striking, and elegant in a way that demanded attention. He re

lly, placing the ring in fro

composed expression. Mr. Daniel smiled politely, gathering

ring catch the light. She had walked into his life with fire and steel

of him on the desk. The office fell silent again, but his thoughts were anything but

hadn't hesitated, but that doesn't mean he didn't notice the way her hands were trembling b

He picked it up, glancing at the screen. It was a message fro

eply. "Tomorrow mornin

the ring again, turning it over between h

glance up. Mose walked back in, his expression calm as a

e next shipment from the D Enterprise warehou

en hesitated briefly. "Will

reasons, it doesn't feel weird. With Mia in the picture, it wasn't just his resting space anymore.Though they weren't living together yet, but

s side for years could give. Mose had seen him at his worst, his lowest, and through every triumph.

n the street. Stefan hadn't thought twice about helping him. He'd pulled over, carried Mose to the car, and driven him to the hospital, ignoring the sting of alc

volumes. Even after he recovered, he never left Stefan's side. It was unspoken between them, but Mose had made up his mind. He owed Stefan his l

of that night, someone wanted him dead.

m since the contract preparation for his marriage to Mia began. It was a look Stefan had seen many times over the

with curiosity. He set the pen he had been holding down on the desk a

Finally, he spoke, his voice low but sharp. "Are you sure about this? Why

the weight of Mose's words settled in the room. "I know ho

hung in the air like a shadow. Stefan's calm dem

ms crossed as he watched Stefan closely. "But I trust you." He continued with a defeated lo

d never been blind, and Stefan valued that more than anything. But before

up without hesitation, his brow furrowing as his thumb slid across the screen

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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?”