--- This book is a sequel to "Marrying a Disabled CEO in my Sister's Place", but both stories can be read separately --- "My ex-fiancé cheated on me with my friend. Having his hot billionaire brother as my revenge partner seemed like a perfect plan, but... Maybe it went too far when I ended up in his bed.” Millicent Bianchi has always been known for being a good girl and a kind person. Revenge has never been part of her vocabulary. However, when she discovers that her fiancé had an affair with her friend, Millie decides that's going to change. This man's schemes are threatening her family and, for that, she's going to make him suffer. And, for that, she needs the most unexpected partner possible: Isaac Carnby, her ex-fiancé's mysterious and rude half-brother. This meeting of two revenges should be nothing more than a deal. But... "Tell me, Millicent." he murmured in her ear, until she was no longer able to contain her moan "Tell me you've never felt with him the way you feel with me."
View MoreIf anyone in high society were asked who Millicent Bianchi was, there would be only one answer: She was the eldest daughter of Massimo Bianchi. And, because of that, she had everything.
Even though she doesn't deserve it.
She had a loving family, loyal friends, a job she had achieved without any effort and a surname that carried a legacy too great for someone as mediocre as her...
And now, she also had a flawless engagement party. Courtesy of a perfect groom to a not-so-perfect bride. This was very clear to everyone, as her future husband was happily greeting all the High Society bigwigs who were scattered around the Bianchi’s garden, while Millicent was there, hidden in the shadows, observing everything from afar.
Like always.
“You know you don’t have to force yourself to do this.” Her mother’s gentle voice whispered in her ear “It’s a big step. If you don’t want to go through with all of this, your father and I will be here to protect you and sort things out.”
“I know you will be.” Millicent struggled to smile at her, hating that she was worrying her poor mother on what was supposed to be one of the most special days of their lives “But… This time, I'm going to stand on my own two feet. I chose to be here today.” She looked back toward the party, watching as her fiancé and her bridesmaids chatted nearby, looking around as if they were looking for her “And I'm not going to let any of my stupid fears stop me from doing what I need to do.”
“Millicent…”
“Well, I think I've taken a break long enough.” Millicent took a deep breath, trying to ignore any feelings other than her determination “Austin’s parents won’t forgive me if I leave their flawless party without a flawless bride.”
She did her best to keep a calm smile frozen on her face as she walked away from her mother, causing all eyes to turn in her direction, weighing heavily on her shoulders. However, that day, she didn't have time to feel intimidated or nervous around those people. Not when her only focus was the man standing near the drinks table, smiling prettily at her, tall and blond like the Prince Charming she used to read about in fairytales when she was just a little girl. And, next to him, was his friend Jasmine with a microphone in her hands, looking euphoric.
“There’s my future wife.” Austin wrapped his arms around her waist as Millicent approached, not even giving her the opportunity to say anything “I was wondering where you were. How could I properly start this party without you by my side to greet our guests?”
“Actually, I was looking for you. I know you warned me that something unexpected happened at the company, but after more than an hour, I got worried.” She stared at him, watching as the confident gleam in his eyes disappeared instantly “Did something happen?”
“Nothing you have to worry about, baby.” he cleared his throat, moving his hand away from her waist so he could straighten his tie “It’s all settled now.”
“Yes, Millie. This is not the time to talk about work.” Jasmine cut in, hugging Millicent's shoulders with a huge smile on her face as she waved the microphone around “Now, it's time for the bride and groom to give a speech and clear the dance floor. You know very well who I hope to dance with tonight.” She blinked, but her last words were drowned out by Austin’s growl.
“You know very well that I would never invite that man to one of the most important days of my life. Not when he would surely find a way to ruin everything.” Instead of shaking Jasmine’s contentment, Austin’s harsh glare only seemed to make her smile even wider “Besides, this is not the time to bring up bad things. We have a party to start…”
“If you don't mind…” Millicent snatched the microphone from Jasmine's hand before Austin had the chance “I'd like to speak first. I prepared a surprise.” she smiled at their surprised looks “I think you'll like it.”
“Oh, baby… You’re so sweet.” Austin caressed her face, but Millicent stepped away before he could hug her “I'm the one who should have prepared something special to celebrate the fact the greatest woman in the world is about to become my Mrs. Carnby. But, please, continue. I can’t wait to see what you’ve prepared.”
“Yes… Wait and see.” she muttered to herself as she turned on the microphone, causing the feedback to turn the attention of all the guests to her “Hello, everyone. Thank you all for being here today. I know you guys want to hear me talk about how much I love my fiancé and how this moment is one of the most special in my life.” Millicent ran her eyes around, meeting the sweet and loving looks of her father, her brother, her grandfather and all her uncles and aunts, which only made her heart pound faster “But, as I realized that simple words wouldn't be enough to express how I'm feeling right now, I prepared a surprise. Underneath each chair you all are sitting on is an envelope. I ask that you, please, open it…” she put her hand in the pocket of her dress, showing everyone exactly what these envelopes looked like “And, of course, I couldn’t miss one for my dear fiancé.”
“Thanks, baby.” he smiled, beaming as he opened the wax seal “This is so sweet… I can’t wait to…” Austin’s expression fell the instant the printed photos slid into his hand “What… What the fuck?!”
His gasp was just the first in a long wave of swearing, gasping and other reactions of pure shock as the other guests opened the envelopes…
And found photos of her fiancé fucking one of her best friends.
“I would love to be able to celebrate love today. But, as you can see, this is impossible. The wedding is off… As is any relationship between me and Austin Carnby.” Millicent turned her eyes to her ex-fiance's still stunned and horrified expression “Thank you all for your attention.”
Dropping the microphone into the hands of some waiter, she turned, walking towards where the flower beds were highest in the garden, while Austin shouted after her, in a mix of despair and outrage.
“Wait, Millie! This… You… This is not what you think…!”
“You son of a bitch!” Her father's voice cried out, not just furious, but also bloodthirsty “How could you do this to my daughter?!”
Millicent knew she had to take responsibility for calming the pandemonium she had created, but there was something more important she needed to do right now, before allowing herself to break down or reflect on what she had just done. Or, rather, there was someone she needed to find, before all this.
But for the first time, he was the one who came to her.
“That was quite a show…” that deep voice sounded at the same moment she turned to see a man stepping out of the shadows, his blue eyes standing out against the moonlight, the same as Austin’s, but still completely different “I don’t say this often, but… I’m impressed.” He stopped in front of her, close enough for the strangely addictive smell of cologne and nicotine to envelop her.
“You asked me how far I was willing to go.” She swallowed hard, refusing to be intimidated by his presence, even though the way he was leaning toward her was making her breath hitch “That's my answer. That's what I can do on my own against Austin. But, it’s nothing compared to what we can do together.” those sharp eyes watched her like a predator about to attack, now at the same height as hers “My proposal remains the same. But, what about your answer… Isaac?”
His attention strayed toward the engagement party, which had now become a hell of screaming and swearing, a far cry from the perfect event the Carnbys had planned. And, to Millicent's surprise, the corners of his mouth lifted slightly, breaking his stony expression with a smile that was not just evil, but clearly satisfied.
“If you still need a revenge partner, Miss. Bianchi…” Isaac Carnby, the man who should have become her brother-in-law, brought her hand to his lips in a soft kiss, but one that still sent goosebumps across her skin “The pleasure will be all mine.”
Isaac hated hospitals. That smell of antiseptic and metal seemed capable of permeating his skin and Isaac could recognize it anywhere. Even in moments like that, when his eyes were so heavy they seemed to never want to open again, he was able to recognize where he was just by that terrible smell. He had stopped in hospital rooms several times throughout his life and, usually, it was an indication that he hadn't been careful enough. What had it been that time? His head was hurting too much for him to remember, but Isaac still struggled. There was pain, his face wet from something hot that was probably blood, and the loud sound of metal… Just like when he had almost died when his car's brakes were cut when he was 18.So, Evan had managed to get him into a hospital bed again. How predictable. He had been more creative before.A soft sob from his side made something inside his chest flutter. Which was ridiculous, because it wasn't like Vincent or Dominic would cry if they came to visit.
Sometimes, Isaac missed how his life was half a year ago.It was equally terrible, of course, but at least he wasn't so aware of it. He could fill his days thinking only about revenge and living as if the only truly functional organ in his body was his brain. But now, here he was, haggard and miserable, only because the rusty thing inside his chest had decided to work. At least, before returning to America, he didn't miss anyone or suffer from the same loneliness that had accompanied him since his birth.Now, even in moments like this, when he should have been focused only on his plans, all he could think about was Millicent.With a heavy sigh, Isaac took a step towards the underground parking lot of his building when the elevator doors opened. That day was being especially difficult because he still hadn't managed to shake off the tension from the previous afternoon, when Dominic had almost ruined everything by allowing Millicent to overhear part of their argument. At least, she didn
Millicent had spent almost the entire day on the phone without actually speaking. She had dialed the same number over and over again, with adequate intervals between calls, of course. She wanted information, not to be a nuisance. However, as her time at the office drew to a close, she was ready to give up for another hour and get ready to leave, until, to her shock, that last call finally went through."Hello, Mrs. Bianchi. I was hoping you'd call again. I'm sorry we didn't answer sooner.""Don't be sorry, Tyler. You shouldn't worry about anything other than your mother right now." Millicent responded to the youngest Davis son, a boy she knew was the same age and attended the same school as Alessandro “I just wanted to know how your mother's condition is."“She’s… Stable now.” Her heart sank at the way he avoided using the word 'fine' "She woke up for a while this afternoon and managed to eat, but... She's still very much in shock. She even asked if everything that happened on Sunday
Silence took over the room for a moment, so deep that Millicent could swear she could hear everyone's heartbeat there. Just like her face was at that moment, everyone had expressions of shock, worry and expectation, as they waited for Emma’s reaction…With the exception of Massimo, who has a huge Machiavellian smile on his face.Emma's response, however, was probably nothing like either of them expected. First, her face filled with shock and terror, which was certainly quite predictable. But instead of starting to scream and deny, as Millicent thought she would, Emma remained silent, as gradually the horror on her face gave way to anger, then shame, sadness and, finally, resignation.“So…” Emma’s voice trembled, just a ghost compared to how she was acting a moment ago. “It’s really you, isn’t it?”“What did you give me?” Laura sneered, indifferently.“You… You still look like him.” Emma said that with her eyes focused solely on her own hands, nervously twisting the skirt of her dress
"Massimo, if we're going to do this, then I think you should at least try to hide your mocking smile. I don't think anyone will have any doubt that our intentions are not good if they see you entering my mother's house." Dante sighed, straightening up in the seat of the limo they were all in, clearly nervous."What are you talking about? That's my normal face." Massimo shrugged, that smile only widening “Can’t a man be in a good mood anymore?”“You don’t even know what Laura’s plans are for tonight, Massimo.” Alice lightly elbowed him, "She's not necessarily going to make a fuss or embarrass Emma. If you're expecting a show, you might end up disappointed."“Well, I could certainly use some entertainment, but I don’t care.” "I would love to see Emma's expression when she finds out that we all know she has her own illegitimate child, but just being able to walk through her house tonight and look into her face knowing that is enough."“I just hope that whatever Laura is planning really co
"Why did you come back?" Millicent questioned, frustrated "You clearly left not only your name and your life, but also your entire past behind. Anyone can see that you got the happy life you wanted, alongside your husband. So... Why now? If you didn't come back for so many years, even knowing the kind of person you had left Isaac alone with... What changed?"“I always wanted to go back for Isaac.” she stated, shrinking "But... Circumstances were never favorable enough... Until he became an adult and it seemed to be too late. But, I never left him helpless. Neither he nor my brother." Imogen chewed on her lower lip "I shouldn't have been surprised that Vincent suspected I was alive. He was always good at seeing more than other people were capable of. That was one of the reasons I left Isaac. I knew his uncle would protect him, especially after he turned 18. I just didn't expect Vince to involve him in his damn revenge plans!" Imogen growled "He should have left Isaac alone! Help him go
“You can start talking.” Millicent snapped, after several minutes had passed, lengthening that terribly uncomfortable silence between them “That's what you came here for, isn't it?”"Yes, I..." Imogen's voice shook, almost breaking "It's just... I think I spent too much time trying to forget the past. Talking about it isn't as simple as opening your mouth and letting the words come out." She massaged her own throat for a moment, as if it were actually a physical pain “How much… How much do you know about what my life was like, when I was still Imogen Carnby?”“I know what your son and your brother told me.” Millie sighed "I know your relationship with your father wasn't good and your marriage with Evan was terrible. But, I still don't think that justifies it..." “Terrible is quite a kind word for my situation at that time.” Imogen interrupted, with a dark smile "It's not like I blame Vincent for not knowing how to tell my side of the story properly. He was preoccupied with his own pro
"That's why I'm going to take action, Millicent… Millicent? Millicent!" Laura’s voice gradually rose on the other end of the call, until it pierced Millicent’s thoughts “Can you hear me?”"I'm sorry, Laura, I..." Millie sighed, supporting her head with her free hand "I'm just a little distracted. Today was... A long day.""You've been saying that all week. Frankly, Isaac Carnby isn't worth that much that you're losing sleep over him." Laura grumbled and Millicent had to bite her tongue to keep from admitting that, besides him, her mother was also haunting her all the time lately. “Did you even hear what I said?”"Yes. Uncle Dante had already mentioned at our last dinner that he received an invitation to Emma's ball. Not that it's a surprise. It's been like this since I can remember: they fight, he moves away from her and then Emma tries to get closer. I think she lives in eternal denial that her son has completely moved away from her." Millie sighed “But… I admit I didn’t hear the part
"Take a sip of water and pull yourself together, Ms. Bianchi. I don't think either of us are going to get out of here anytime soon if you keep sitting there shaking, instead of talking."Millicent tried to swallow the lump in her throat as she looked up to see Isaac's uncle placing a glass of water on the table in front of her, before sitting down on the sofa, his hands folded on top of his cane dismissively. He could have let her in, but his manner wasn't exactly friendly. She had hoped that he might simply shatter her theories the moment she mentioned her sister's name, whether by sending her away or yelling at her for mentioning Imogen Carnby's name out of nowhere.Yet there he was, completely silent and staring at her as if he were waiting for a confession. And honestly, Millicent was indeed feeling like she was being interrogated, even though they were both silent.After all, how exactly was she supposed to say she had seen his dead sister, without sounding crazy?“I… I’m sorry f
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