Sienna Carter once believed in love, but that belief was shattered by the man who should have been her fairy tale. Raised an orphan, Sienna longed for a family, and when Ethan Vaughn, the powerful billionaire, proposed, she thought her dreams had come true. But the man she married was nothing like the prince she imagined. Cold and controlling, Ethan’s love was a cage, suffocating her every move. The moment Sienna became pregnant, things took a darker turn, as Ethan accused her of betrayal and abandoned her, leaving her homeless and heartbroken. Sienna fought to survive with nothing but a newborn son to care for. She rebuilt her life in a shelter, finding strength in her son and the support of an unlikely ally. But when Ethan reappeared, demanding custody of their child, their battle turned brutal. Ethan used his wealth to manipulate and control, while Sienna fought with the only weapon she had left: her love for her son. As shocking betrayals unraveled and long-buried secrets came to light, Sienna faced an impossible choice: forgive Ethan or walk away forever. Betrayed by those she trusted, including her own family, Sienna’s world was turned upside down. Could she find the strength to let go of the past and embrace the love she deserved? Will Sienna find redemption, or will Ethan’s manipulations destroy them both? Find out what happens next in “The Billionaire’s Broken Bride.”
View More“Do you really think you can win this, Sienna?” Ethan’s voice cut through the air like a knife, sending a chill down my spine. His cold gaze locked onto mine, the same icy stare I had once desperately tried to understand.We stood outside the courthouse, mere steps away from entering a battle that would determine everything for Daniel. And yet, it felt like we were back at the beginning, in a place I never wanted to revisit.“I don’t need to win, Ethan,” I replied, my voice steadier than I felt. “I only need to make sure Daniel is safe. That’s all that matters now.”His lips curled into a sardonic smile, and I saw the same arrogance I had always hated. “Safe?” He laughed, but it wasn’t the kind of laughter that made me feel like he was actually amused. It was the kind that made my skin crawl. “You think you can keep him from me? You really think that you can hide him in some little life you’ve built, and I’ll just let you get away with it?”“You don’t know anything about my life, Etha
“Mom! Can I play with my ball outside?” Daniel’s voice rang through the apartment, breaking my focus. I smiled at the sound of his innocence, his carefree spirit the one thing that had kept me going through the darkest of times. The world outside had been cruel, but Daniel had been my light, my reason to rise each morning.“Sure, sweetheart,” I called back, making my way to the window to watch him run out onto the playground across the street. A part of me was always worried when he went outside, knowing how much of the world I had to shield him from, but for now, he was safe. He was happy. And in that moment, nothing else mattered.But then, as I turned away from the window, the bell rang—loud, urgent, almost deafening. My heart skipped a beat, and I rushed to the door, never thinking twice. Who would be at the door at this hour?I opened it, and my breath caught in my throat. There he was. Ethan Vaughn. Standing on the other side, as if the years had never passed. His gaze, cold a
"I told you, Sienna, you don't have to worry about a thing." Evelyn's voice was warm as she placed a steaming cup of coffee on the counter. "Just take it one day at a time."I nodded, feeling the weight of the moment settle on me. For the first time in years, I felt like I had a sliver of control over my own fate. The café was a safe haven, its quiet hum of conversation and clinking cups a refuge from the chaos of the world outside. Every day, I worked diligently—pouring coffee, wiping tables, and doing whatever I could to ensure I had enough to support myself and my son. Life, though still uncertain, was beginning to feel manageable again.As I wiped down the counter, the bell above the door jingled, signaling someone’s arrival. I didn’t look up immediately. My focus was on the dirty cup in my hand. But when I heard the voice—a low, smooth baritone—I froze."I’m looking for Sienna Carter."I froze, my breath catching in my throat. I knew that voice. A voice I never thought I would he
"Sienna, you have to keep moving."The wind bit through my clothes, sharp as knives, as I trudged along the freezing streets, my breath coming out in quick, visible gasps. I couldn’t remember the last time I had eaten. My stomach growled, but there was no food to be had. Only the endless stretch of concrete that seemed to go on forever.I wanted to scream, to call out to someone, anyone, but there was no one. Not anymore. Ethan was gone, his promises as cold and empty as the city that swallowed me whole. My feet were raw from walking so much in shoes that had long since lost their purpose. Every step I took was a reminder of how far I had fallen—from the grand penthouses and catered dinners to… this endless search for shelter. For survival.I pushed against the wind, fighting the tears that burned my eyes, knowing there was no one to care. Not anymore.I could still remember his touch. Ethan’s strong arms around me, his whispered promises that I was safe, that I would always have a h
"How could you?" Ethan's voice cracked like a whip, the words searing through the thick air. His anger was a tempest, and I could feel the intensity of every syllable. "I trusted you, Sienna, and you—""Stop!" I pleaded, my voice barely audible beneath his rage. "You don't even know what you're accusing me of."Margaret, his mother, sat across from us, her eyes gleaming with a cruel satisfaction as if she were witnessing the spectacle of her dreams. "Go on, Ethan," she said in a cool, detached voice. "Let her explain herself."Explain? What was there to explain? My body trembled, the exhaustion of everything weighing me down. Ethan's accusations sliced through my heart, but it was the calm, almost gleeful look in his mother's eyes that made me want to run, to escape."You've betrayed me!" Ethan hissed, his words venomous, poisoning the air around us. "You carry another man's child, and you still lie about it!"I recoiled at his words, but I didn't back down. "Ethan, no! This child is
"I can't believe this," I muttered under my breath as I sat on the edge of the bathroom sink, staring at the two blue lines on the pregnancy test. My heart raced in my chest, a mix of excitement and fear. I had hoped for a family, but now that the possibility was staring back at me, I couldn't help but feel the weight of uncertainty bearing down on me. I swallowed hard, staring at the small test in my hands as if somehow, the answer might change if I looked at it long enough. The baby. Ethan's child. But was he even going to be thrilled? Or would he see this as one more thing to control, something else to manipulate? I knew Ethan wasn’t the man I had hoped he would be when I agreed to marry him. But I thought, maybe... maybe this would change everything. Maybe this would be the one thing that would make him love me. Sighing, I stood up, feeling the weight of my thoughts in my body. The baby. What would this mean for my future? What would it mean for my son? Just then, I hear
“You’re not going to believe this,” I muttered under my breath as I dialed Laura’s number, praying she would answer. I hadn’t heard from her in days. I needed someone, anyone, to talk to. The phone rang several times before it went to voicemail. I pressed my hand to my forehead, fighting the wave of panic rising inside me. I redialed, tapping my foot nervously against the marble floor. “Come on, Laura. Pick up,” I whispered desperately. But the phone just kept ringing. A knock on the door made me freeze. I quickly shoved the phone in my pocket and turned to face the door, expecting to see one of the staff. Instead, Ethan stood in the doorway, his expression as unreadable as ever. “Is everything alright?” he asked, his voice cold. I didn’t respond. I couldn’t. How could I explain the suffocating sense of isolation that was growing stronger each day? I was trapped in this gilded cage, unable to escape or even reach out to the only person who had ever truly understood me. Ethan st
"I can’t believe you invited him," I whispered to Ethan, my voice barely audible over the roar of the party. The lavish ballroom, with its shimmering chandeliers and gleaming marble floors, felt too cold, too perfect. The laughter of the guests seemed distant, disconnected. I kept my gaze fixed on the man who stood just across the room, a glass of champagne in his hand. Richard Calloway.Ethan's jaw tightened as he followed my stare. "You should be honored," he said, his tone low, controlled. "Calloway is one of the most powerful men in the city."I swallowed hard, the weight of his words settling uneasily in my chest. Richard Calloway, Ethan’s business rival, was a name I’d heard only in hushed tones, a man whose influence seemed to seep into every corner of the world Ethan occupied. But it wasn’t just his reputation that unsettled me. It was the way he looked at me. That cold, calculating smirk that lingered on his lips every time our eyes met."Do you want me to introduce you?" Eth
I woke up in our lavish honeymoon suite to an empty bed. The soft sunlight filtered through the golden curtains, illuminating the extravagant furniture and the marble floors. The scent of fresh roses filled the air, but the room felt cold and sterile. Ethan wasn’t beside me, where I expected him to be. My heart skipped a beat, and for a moment, I wondered if last night had been a dream.The faint sound of footsteps echoed in the hallway. I pushed the covers off, standing up, my bare feet touching the cold floor. My head spun slightly as I tried to shake off the lingering effects of sleep, but it wasn’t the exhaustion that left me unsettled—it was the emptiness of the room. I walked toward the balcony, where the light from the city’s skyline bathed the terrace in a warm glow. Still, no Ethan. “Ethan?” I called out softly, my voice breaking the silence. No response.I turned and glanced back into the room. My phone buzzed on the nightstand, breaking the stillness. I walked over to pi
The soft rustle of satin filled my ears as I stood at the top of the staircase, my hand clutching the banister for support. The world outside seemed muted, as if time had slowed to a crawl. Every step forward felt heavier than the last, each one taking me closer to a future I was uncertain of. The grand chandelier above sparkled like a thousand stars, casting a shimmering light on the extravagant guests gathered below. Their faces blurred as I focused only on one thing: the man waiting at the altar. Ethan Vaughn.“Are you sure about this, Sienna?” My best friend, Laura, whispered beside me, her voice laced with concern.I nodded, but the truth was, I wasn’t sure. How could I be? I’d spent years dreaming of this moment—of marrying the man who seemed perfect, the man who promised me a life beyond my wildest dreams. But now, as I gazed at the sea of smiling faces below, I couldn’t shake the feeling that something was wrong. “You’ve got this,” Laura reassured me, though I could hear the ...
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