Amelia Dawn's life is a huge mess. Her billionaire family went bankrupt years ago, she's terrible at her waitress job, and she has just caught her boyfriend cheating on her. So when she is offered a deal that lets her take the place of an heiress, she expects that her life will become perfect. It becomes perfect, all right. A perfect disaster. From an awful family and a crumbling business to angry exes and an arranged marriage… Amelia is about to be thrown into the well of drama that comes with being Isabella Domitia. There isn't a single thing she saw coming, especially not the hot brooding CEO whose heart she must steal without giving away hers.
View MoreAmelia's POVFor a moment, I couldn't believe my ears. Ray was staring at Jackie with her mouth in a big O, and Jackie was still looking at me with that annoying smirk.My fists clenched."What did you just call me?" I demanded."Slut," she repeated, her smirk going wider. "I mean, we all know that's what you are. No point in getting mad about it. Elijah was what, the third guy in two months?The fact that you're here must mean that he escaped your clutches."I was trembling with rage now."How dare you—""Oh, please," Jackie scoffed. "Don't start acting all righteous now. Just try to be grateful that I still let you come here, and I might even think about letting you have a good time."With that, she turned around and began to walk away. Like hell she got to do that.She had not taken more than three steps when I caught up to her, grabbed her hair and pulled it with all my strength. She cried out in pain, clutching at her head as she tried to wriggle out of my grip. I dragged her to
Amelia's POVI wasn't sure what I had expected Jeremy Domitia to look like. Crazy, perhaps?Maybe all dressed in black with heavy eyeshadow and skin pale like a vampire's.But he looked like a perfectly normal guy.He stared quietly up at me, his face expressionless, while I stared down at him, hoping that my face wasn't embarrassing me."Why are you still awake?" I blurted out.Slowly, deliberately, he looked from me to himself and back at me. I rolled my eyes."Fine, I get it," I grumbled. "I'm not one to talk when I'm also awake.""Awake and breaking curfew," he added. "Do you never learn, Isabella?"There was something off about the way he said the name. If I didn't know any better, I would have thought that he knew my secret. Knew that I was an imposter, while his real sister was miles away from here."Anyway," he said. "I'm awake because they…" at that, he flicked his gaze upwards, towards his parents' rooms, "told me to report to them if you snuck out or did anything equally d
Amelia's POVThe look on the strange man's face was seriously freaking me out. He was looking at me like I was a ring at the jeweller's store that he wanted to steal, shove into his pocket, and run away with it.I took one step backwards, then another, only for him to step closer."Come on, princess. Don't be like that," he said, still smiling.I wished he would stop already. He didn't look like the sort of person I could outrun.I continued to move back, secretly looking around for anything I could use as a weapon."I think you've got me confused with someone else," I said, just to buy time.But his expression twisted at that.Suddenly, I wanted him to go back to wearing his smile, creepy as it had been. Because that was ages better than him looking angry. Forget angry, he looked like he was going to murder me and keep my head in his basement as a trophy."You wear a hoodie and you think that will stop me from recognizing you?" he snarled.He moved faster than I expected, and next I
Chapter NineAmelia's POVAfter the drama that went down yesterday night, one would think that I would stay at home tonight.One would be wrong, because by ten that night I was already back on the streets of the city. I had something very important to do.I walked for a while, drinking in the liveliness of the place from beneath my hood, before flagging down a taxi."Where to?" the driver said."Downtown," I replied, tugging my hood further down.I didn't miss the look he shot at me through the rearview mirror. He probably thought I was crazy. Nobody from this city willingly went downtown, where I used to live.Thankfully, he didn't ask any questions.I leaned back as the car took off, letting the cold wind rushing in through the window wash over me. Just as well, since nervousness was making me sweat.When he dropped me off at Nancy's neighborhood, I paid with my head down and hurried over to her apartment.It was hard to believe that I hadn't called my best friend to let her know ev
Amelia's POV"You have a lot of nerve asking me that," I retorted. "If you don't like beer showers, you shouldn't go around groping women, you disgusting pervert!"He looked at me like I was an insane person spouting rubbish."What are you talking about?" he asked."Don't try to play dumb," I snapped. "Or are you going to claim it was an accident? Well, it didn't feel that way to me!"His gaze swept over me from head to toe, like I was something he scraped off the bottom of his shoe."I didn't touch you," he hissed. "I didn't even see you. What are you, desperate for attention?""Don't you dare talk to me like that!" I yelled.Heads were turning our way, and a crowd was starting to gather, but I didn't care. I just wanted to descend on this asshole and claw his annoying face off."You were rude to me first!" he snapped."You expect politeness when you groped me?" I demanded.The nerve of this man!"I'm telling you, I didn't!" he replied. "You don't even know for sure that it was
Amelia's POV"It's no use, Miss Domitia. They won't do anything."Those words wouldn't leave my head as I walked down the streets of the city, pulling my hood down to hide my face better.Of course I had snuck out of the Domitia mansion. Staying in that madhouse for even a second longer would have driven me insane. I needed to find somewhere quiet and secluded where I could call Isabella without being overheard.I needed explanations now more than ever.According to Daisy, Jeremy was my weird foster brother. He was always cooped up in his room, he had no friends, and he hardly ever stepped out of the house. Also, his favorite hobby seemed to be bugging my room and spying on everything I said.That's some messed up stuff.From the sound of things, that dude shouldn't be at the Domitia mansion. He should be at a facility for the mentally ill.Daisy had also told me about how Isabella repeatedly reported the spying to her parents, but they refused to do anything about it. Talk about lous
Amelia's POV"What?" I blurted out.Could these people even hear what they were saying? Had their impending poverty fried their brains or something?"Isabella—" Mrs Domitia began."Let me get this straight," I cut in, ignoring the glare that earned me. "You want me to go to a man I've never met and don't really know, and who hasn't met me either and doesn't know me, and somehow make him fall in love with me? Not just that, but we all know he doesn't believe in love, yet I'm supposed to sweep him off his feet anyway, and make him love me enough to marry me before the year ends. What do you think this is, Cinderella? Scratch that, even Cinderella had a better chance.""Isabella—"I didn't know which one of them had called me, and I didn't care. I was pacing from one end of the room to the other, my voice raised in complaint."Do you think I'm going to be the first woman who has tried this? Do you think you're the first to come up with this kind of insane idea? All the others failed! You
Amelia's POVMrs Domitia and her husband were still yelling at me, but I could barely hear anything. Everything was muffled like I was underwater, and my ears were filled with white noise.The Domitia family's business was failing.The family was going bankrupt.My dreams of living in luxury for the rest of my life had turned into a nightmare. I thought I was leaving my unfortunate life behind, but all I had done was walk right into another billionaire family that was going bankrupt just like my family did.How could this happen to me again? I thought, already panicking."Isabella!" Mrs Domitia yelled, snapping me out of my thoughts. "Are you even listening to us? You disgraceful child, you don't actually feel sorry for what you did, do you? You don't realize the damage you've caused for this family!"I didn't do this, I thought with frustration. It wasn't me, I'm also a victim here. That was when it hit me. Isabella, a spoilt heiress raised in a wealthy family, had suddenly decided
Amelia's POV"We're here to take you back home."Those words had never sounded so sweet. My eyes were already popping out of their sockets even before the convoy got to the main building. It took all of my willpower not to let my jaw drop, because of course, Isabella Domitia is meant to be used to the sight of her family's mansion by now. So I forced myself to maintain a bored expression as I stepped out of the car and headed into the house.An army of maids hurried to meet me as I walked in, and I couldn't resist letting my lips curl into a smile.Now, this is the life, I thought with a silent sigh."Welcome, Miss Domitia," the one in the lead said. I gave her a cool look."You are…?""My name is Daisy, Miss Domitia," she replied.Her soft smile said that she's used to Isabella Domitia forgetting her name."Is there anything you want me to do for you?" she asked."I want you to accompany me to my room," I replied immediately.The last thing I wanted was for somebody to notice that "
Amelia's POVI miss the days when I could have whatever I wanted without having to sweat for it, I thought miserably."Enjoy your meal, Sir," I said with a bright smile.I didn't bother waiting for a response before I turned and began to walk back to the kitchen. Just two more tables left, and would finally be able to take a much deserved break."Hey," the man called from behind me. "Waitress!"I wanted nothing more than to scream and throw something at him, but that would mean instant joblessness. So I pasted a big smile on my face and went back to answer him."Is there a problem, Sir?" I asked."Of course there is," he replied, looking at me like I was either stupid or playing a prank."What could that be?" I said, my cheeks hurting from all the fake smiling."I ordered grilled turkey, not grilled chicken," he replied.I blinked, startled. I looked at the meal, then at him. Then at the table I served just before his own, only to see the couple there glaring daggers at me.Damn it, I...
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