LOGINWhen Vivian’s parents died in a tragic accident, her world was shattered. Orphaned and alone at eight years old, she was sent to an orphanage, where her once bright life turned dark, and everything she knew began to fade, including her memories of Jack, the boy who once held her heart. As she approached her 18th birthday and the chance to leave the orphanage behind, Vivian was unexpectedly adopted. But her new life quickly became a nightmare when she was forced to assume the identity of the family's deceased daughter. Bound by secrets and trapped in a role she never chose, Vivian's life spiraled into a web of lies and manipulation. Then, by a twist of fate, she crossed paths with Jack once more. But after all these years, would he still recognize her? "Would she be able to free herself from her new family, or would she be trapped there forever? A story of love, betrayal, romance and suspense. The Billionaire Deception is a gripping and intriguing read that will keep you on the edge of your seat until the final page.
View MoreThe baby was coming.
It was all so strange. She had been rushed to the hospital after her fall. The doctors and nurses had swarmed around her, all while she was in excruciating pain. The baby was coming. That was the only thought she could muster.
The baby was coming.
Why? How?
She had three weeks more. Three more weeks! But Jared had to come around and ruin everything, just like he always did.
Mr and Mrs Fuller must have rushed in when they heard the news, in between being drugged up and the excruciating pain she was feeling she could hear their voices, distant, worried. They kept asking about the baby, not her.
She didn't know what happened, it was all hazy. It was a mercy, that was what Lori knew. It was a mercy that fate had decided to wipe her memory.
Because she wouldn't be able to bear it.
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She had woken up the next morning, the lights in her hospital room were bright almost blinding. It took a while adjusting her eyes to the light. When her eyes were finally adjusted she saw that there was not a single soul in her hospital room. Nobody at all.
It wasn't like she was expecting anyone. Mr and Mrs Fuller either, they would be too excited with their new baby. They would have their hands full.
She tried to move her arms, but she was sore all over. So sore.
God it hurts. She thought as she closed her eyes in pain. She didn't know how long she had closed her eyes, willing herself to go back to sleep just to get rid of the pain.
Mercifully, a dark haired nurse walked in moments later.
"You're awake. That's good."
She said and Lori tried to talk but her throat was so scratchy and dry. She tried to reach out to her nightstand, where there was a bottle of water but the simple movement caused her immense pain.
"Don't worry. I'll get it for you."
The nurse said as she took the bottle of water.
She poured the water in a small plastic cup next to her nightstand and adjusted Lori's bed so she could sit properly and drink.
Lori took two sips and stopped.
"What happened?"
She asked as she looked around.
"You passed out right after your cesarean section. You had everybody worried and scared. The doctor thought you wouldn't make it."
The nurse said as she dropped the cup back on the nightstand. She examined her vitals while scribbling on her notepad.
"Do you remember what happened?"
The nurse asked and Lori shook her head.
"I can't seem to remember. I only remember coming here...and the pain..."
She said said and the nurse nodded.
"Yes. You were in a lot of pain."
The doctor walked in at that moment, he was tall, balding and had glasses on, Lori felt he looked vaguely familiar. She must have seen him when she got to the hospital.
"Good morning Ms Wyatt. How are you doing?"
He asked and Lori shrugged.
"I don't know how to feel, I'm sore all over. I'm in pain."
She said and the doctor looked at the nurse. They seemed to exchange a look that she knew nothing about.
"Ms Wyatt you were in a very critical condition when you were rushed in last night."
Lori nodded. Of course she was, she had gone into premature labour.
"We prepped you for an emergency c-section. The surgery was successful. Unfortunately, the baby died, by our reports it was distressed and also had a breathing anomaly."
Lori was deathly quiet.
The baby didn't make it?!
What?!
"What?"
She said quietly and the doctor sighed.
"We did everything we could, but he didn't have much of a chance in the first place, we suspected that when you went into premature labour."
The doctor added and Lori whimpered. The sound that came out of her mouth wasn't human. It didn't even sound like it came from her.
"Where is he now?"
She asked and the doctor sighed.
"A Mr and Mrs Fuller came to claim his body. They came with documents showing that you had given away your rights to be his mother."
They couldn't even wait?!
Or let her see him?
"But! But! I haven't even seen him yet! They didn't let me see him!!!"
She cried out and the doctor and the nurse exchanged silent looks again.
"Ms Wyatt you were out for a long time and legally, they had every right to claim his body."
Lori started moving in her bed, ignoring the blinding pain.
"Where is he? Where is he now?! I want to see my son!"
She shrieked as she placed one leg on the cold marble floor, the movement alone caused her great pain, but she managed it.
The nurse rushed to her side, her strong arms subduing her and trying to drag her back to the bed.
"You can't move now Ms Wyatt, you're not strong enough yet!"
She came close to Lori and Lori slapped her hand away with all her strength.
The doctor gave the nurse one look.
"Sedate her. She needs to rest."
He said as he walked out of the room.
Another nurse rushed in at that moment, Lori was still crying, shrieking and batting away the nurse. The other nurse rushed in and pinned her down. Less than a minute, she felt drowsy and everything went blank.
*******************Gabriel Caine paced the corridors of the hospital ward, he was nervous, a little scared and a bit angry. Suzie was crazy. Very crazy. She didn't tell him she was going to labour. She wasn't due for another few days, he thought she was in the clear.He had specifically told her to call him if she felt the baby was coming because he felt guilty enough leaving her alone when the baby was so close to being born. Unfortunately, she had chose not to listen to him.
He was in New York when Grace's call came in.
He had rushed down from New York back home. He got there as fast as he could, he got there in time, the baby was on the way, but had not arrived yet.
He was worried, his pack was equally worried to be honest.
Even though he and Suzie were a little more than strangers he still cared for her, in his own way.
Gabriel had met Suzie at the annual Alpha's convention that held in Canada. She was part of a different pack, a lesser pack, but she had been making googly eyes at him all through the night of the dinner party. He didn't know her, he didn't know much about her, only that she was a werewolf, albeit a werewolf of lower ranking.
He had planned to be on his best behaviour, so he ignored all her advances, but she caught up with him later at a bar he went to after the party was over and they both drank a lot and ended up in an hotel room.
He had woken up the next day, naked and already regretting his actions. He left the hotel room before she woke up, dropping off some cash for her on the nightstand so she could get herself home.
He didn't even leave a number for her to call.
Three months later, Gabriel was back from a run when his beta gave him his phone claiming he had a urgent call from a strange woman named Suzie. He had forgotten all about her by then, but only accepted the call out of courtesy.
Suzie claimed she was pregnant and at first he had been outraged, but then he calmed down. He paid for her flight to Denver and made her take a DNA test.
It came out positive, the baby was his. Suzie vehemently protested to keep it, Gabriel agreed, he had no other intentions.
Of course he was mildly disappointed in himself. It was not often that the alpha of one of the most prestigious packs in the world fathered an illegitimate child. Even his own family had been surprised.
Suzie moved in quickly, he had no qualms with that, he only made her know her place. Yes, she was the mother of his child, but she would never be his mate or his Luna, those positions were left unoccupied, till his mate came along.
Suzie tended to ignore that and tried to boss his betas around, still, he tolerated her excesses because she was the mother of his child.
He had left briefly, for a business trip only to get the scary call that she had gone into labour.
The doctor walked out of the theatre, walking briskly while taking off his bloody gloves.
He had a grim look on his face, his heartbeat was racing.
"Mr Caine... I'm sorry."
Gabriel clenched his jaw, bracing himself for the news.
"We lost the mother. But you have a beautiful baby girl."
Though he felt guilty of it, a little bit of his tension slipped away after hearing the last part.
"Ms Garcia went into cardiac arrest right after the delivery, we had no idea of her medical history, if we had known, we might have saved her."
Gabriel nodded, still at a loss for words.
"Can I see my daughter now please?"
He asked and the doctor nodded.
Soon after the nurse came out wheeling the baby out of the theatre and Gabriel approached her to look.
She was crying, screaming bloody murder and Gabriel's heart broke at the sound. At the shrill voice.
His daughter was going to grow up without a mother.
She was going to grow up without Suzie.
Somewhere in his heart, Gabriel felt like he had already failed her.
VIVIAN I took a deep breath as I looked down at my daughter, Callie, standing in front of me, her big blue eyes piercing through mine….Oh she looked just like me. “Mommy, you’re beautiful,” she said with a bright smile, her little hands clutching a bouquet of flowers. “Thank you, sweetheart,” I replied, my heart swelling with love. “You’re the most beautiful flower girl in the whole world.” As I gazed at her, I couldn’t help but marvel at how much she had grown in just three years. It felt like just yesterday that I held her in my arms for the first time, and now she was here, radiant and full of joy, ready to be part of my special day. Taking her hand, I walked slowly toward the church doors. The moment I stepped inside, a hush fell over the guests, and every head turned to face us. I felt like a scene from a movie, the soft light filtering through the stained glass illuminating the path before me. My heart raced as I took it all in, overwhelmed by the love that surroun
THREE YEARS LATER The art gallery buzzed with excitement as guests admired the vibrant paintings, each piece telling a story of passion, struggle, and triumph. The space was beautifully lit, with soft music playing in the background. Clara stood at the front of the room, a warm smile on her face as she addressed the crowd.“Thank you, everyone, for being here tonight,” Clara began, her voice filled with emotion. She paused for a moment, taking in the sight of the people who had come to support her. “This gallery has been a dream of mine for as long as I can remember, and seeing it come to life tonight is nothing short of surreal.”The audience clapped politely, and Clara took a breath, glancing at the art behind her before continuing. “I’ve always believed that art is a reflection of our journey….the ups, the downs, the moments that define who we are. And tonight, I’m honored to share that journey with all of you.”As the applause quieted down, Clara’s expression softened, and h
VIVIANWe barely had time to close the door before Jack's hands were all over me. His lips crashed against mine, hungry, desperate, as he backed me up against the wall, his body pressing firmly into mine. My heart raced, matching the rhythm of his rapid, heated kisses. He pulled my coat off, tossing it aside with a low growl as his fingers traced over my skin, igniting every inch of me.“I’ve been waiting for this all night,” he murmured against my lips, his hands slipping down to the tip of my dress, ready to pull it up.But just as the heat was building between us, Jack’s phone buzzed. He ignored it, not breaking the kiss, his hand already sliding up my thigh. The buzzing continued, persistent, as he groaned in frustration, finally glancing at the screen.“It’s the family lawyer,” he muttered.I stilled, pulling back just enough to catch my breath. “You should probably answer that.”Jack sighed, clearly annoyed, but nodded. He pulled out his phone, pressing the speaker button.
VIVIAN I stared down at Mr. and Mrs. Anderson, their faces pale with shock and fear, the heat from the bathroom still suffocating them as they struggled to breathe. The air felt thick, choking, but I could feel nothing but the cold satisfaction swelling inside me."Do you even know who I am?" I asked.Mrs. Anderson's tear-filled eyes darted to mine, confusion twisting her features. "Wha…What are you talking about?" she stammered.I knelt down, bringing my face closer to hers. "I'm Vivian Thompson," I said slowly, watching as the realization dawned in her eyes. "The daughter of Mr. and Mrs. Thompson. The lawyers you murdered years ago... and made it look like an accident."A gasp escaped her lips, her face draining of any remaining color. She turned to her husband, who was equally as stunned, his chest rising and falling rapidly as he struggled to process my words.“No… no, that’s not true!” Mr. Anderson croaked, his voice hoarse from the heat. “We didn’t….”“Don’t lie,” I snapped,
VIVIAN I followed Jack out of the room, my heart beating so fast as we made our way down the hallway to his parents’ bedroom. The weight of my swollen belly slowed me down, but the urgency in Jack’s stride kept me moving."Why would she be calling from inside the house?" Jack muttered under his breath, his brow furrowed in confusion.We reached the door to his parents’ room, but it was silent. Jack pushed it open, revealing an empty space. The bed was neatly made, and everything was in its place, but there was no sign of his parents.“Mom? Dad?” Jack called out, his voice echoing.No answer.I glanced around, a sense of unease crawling up my spine. "Jack… where are they?"Just as Jack was about to speak, we heard a faint voice coming from behind the bathroom door. His mother's voice, weak and strained. “Jack… we’re in here. Help us…”Jack’s eyes darted to me, his expression filled with worry. We moved closer to the bathroom door, and Jack knocked softly. “Mom? What happened? Why
SEBASTIAN I sat on the edge of the couch, my leg bouncing as I kept glancing at the clock. Two minutes late. Not that I was counting…okay, I was, but only because I couldn’t wait to see her. This was, what, our tenth time meeting? And yet, the butterflies in my stomach still showed up every single time.I leaned back, rubbing my palms together. Tonight was the night. I was finally going to ask Clara out….make this official. Vivian had been the one to introduce us, though she still swore it wasn’t a setup. I knew better, though, and I wasn’t complaining. Not one bit.Just then, I heard the door click open. My heart skipped a beat. I couldn’t help the smile that spread across my face as I turned toward the sound. I’d given her a key a few days ago, so now she had free access to my place. Too soon? Maybe, but it just felt... right.As she stepped inside, looking as perfect as always, I tried to play it cool, but my grin betrayed me. "Two minutes late," I said, crossing my arms in






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