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Married to my sister's lover

Married to my sister's lover

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last updateLast Updated : 2025-10-19
By:  Mummy zimchi Ongoing
Language: English
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Synopsis

First-Person POV

Dark Romance

Fast-Paced Plot

CEO

Hidden Identity

Twins

Betrayal

Forbidden Love

Twisted

Melinda gave up everything for the man she loved—only to be stabbed in the back by the two people she trusted most: her husband and her own sister. On the morning of her wedding anniversary, she wakes up naked in a stranger’s bed, with no memory of the night before. Still reeling with confusion, she heads to her husband’s office to surprise him—only to find him in a compromising position with her sister. But the ultimate betrayal comes when they throw an envelope at her feet—photos accusing her of infidelity she never remembered committing. When she overhears them plotting her death, Melinda knows she has to run. What they don’t know is that she’s just inherited a fortune—and she's not the same naive woman anymore. She vanishes to Las Vegas, where she rebuilds her life from scratch. But fate has one more twist. She’s pregnant… with twins. And the father? Six years later, Melinda returns to Los Angeles, stronger, wealthier, and ready for revenge. Her plan is flawless—until her twins come face to face with their father. Now, James wants answers. The twins want a family. And Melinda just wants justice. Love was never part of the plan… but the heart has plans of its own.

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15 Chapters
Chapter 1
The moment I opened the door, I kicked off my shoes with a sigh. They hit the wall with a soft thud and dropped sideways like they were exhausted too. My bag slid off my shoulder and landed on the couch with a soft plop.The air inside the apartment smelled faintly of marinara sauce. I made it this morning before rushing off to work. My stomach growled.I dragged myself to the kitchen, opened the fridge, and pulled out the Tupperware. Cold pasta. Perfect. I couldn’t even wait to microwave it. I grabbed a fork and sat down right there at the small dining table.Just as I shoved the first bite into my mouth, my phone started ringing.Ugh. I rolled my eyes and muttered with my mouth full, “Who’s calling now?”I stood up with my food still in one hand and shuffled toward the living room. I bent down, fished my phone out of my bag, and checked the screen.Fiona.Before I could swipe to answer, it stopped ringing.“Too late,” I mumbled and walked back to my food.The phone buzzed again.I p
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Chapter 2
I opened my eyes slowly, and the first thing I noticed was the ceiling—it wasn’t mine. It was white, smooth, and unfamiliar. My head throbbed painfully, like someone was beating drums inside it.I sat up and winced, holding my forehead.“What on earth…?” I whispered.I blinked a few times and looked around. The room was neat, quiet, and clearly not my bedroom. The curtains were half drawn, soft light slipping in through the edges. There was a glass table, a painting on the wall, and expensive bedding beneath me.“Where am I?”I scanned the room again. Empty. No movement. No sound. Just me.Panic twisted in my stomach.I rubbed my eyes, hoping I was dreaming, but the pounding in my head reminded me I was very much awake—and very confused.Last night.Think.What happened?I tried to remember, but all I could picture was being at the club—with Fiona. My sister. After that? Nothing. Just darkness.I turned quickly and saw my phone on the bedside table. I grabbed it with trembling hands.
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Chapter 3
I couldn’t make sense of anything. My hands trembled as I held the photos, my eyes wet and burning, the edges of the pictures shaking in my grasp.My heart wasn’t just broken.It was shattered.The images blurred as tears clouded my sight, but I kept staring—one picture after another. My own face. Unmoving. Eyes closed. I was clearly not awake. And there, above me, was a man. His face was turned, shadowed, hidden. But there was no mistaking the position.I was in a hotel bed.With a stranger.And he was on top of me.I choked on my breath, pressing a hand to my mouth.“No… this isn’t real,” I whispered, sinking slowly to the floor behind Elvis’s office door. “This can’t be real…”My head spun. My heart pounded against my ribs like it wanted to escape.Why would Fiona do this to me?She was my sister. My only sister.I loved her. I trusted her with my life. I had defended her when others doubted her. I had given her everything. And now… this?The photos slipped from my fingers and scat
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Chapter 4
I ran out of the office like a mad woman, barely holding myself together. My heels wobbled beneath me, and I nearly fell as I stumbled toward my car. My chest felt like it was on fire. My eyes were already soaked with tears, and my hands trembled so badly I could hardly grip the steering.I yanked open the car door and dropped into the driver’s seat. For a moment, I just sat there—crying. No… wailing. My whole body shook with it.“How could they do this to me?” I sobbed into the steering wheel. “What did I ever do to them?”Over and over, I asked myself the same question. But there was no answer. Just the ache in my heart and the storm in my head.I wiped my eyes quickly, trying to calm down enough to drive. I couldn’t even see clearly, but I started the engine and pulled away from the building without thinking about where I was going.I didn’t care.I just needed to escape.Tears rolled down my cheeks as I drove, my vision blurry, my heart pounding. I passed familiar streets without
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Chapter 5
I cried myself to sleep that night.Not those quiet, graceful tears you see in movies. No. I sobbed into my pillow until my chest hurt, until my voice was gone, until I could taste the bitterness of betrayal on my tongue. My head throbbed. My body felt empty. And my heart? Shattered.What else do you expect from a woman who just caught her husband with her own sister?We didn’t sleep in the same room. Of course not. That would’ve been torture. I curled up alone in the guest room, hugging myself like that could glue the pieces of me back together.Morning came, but it didn’t feel like a new day. It just felt like... more pain.I dragged myself out of bed, stretching stiff muscles that didn’t want to move. My feet hit the cold floor as I shuffled to the bathroom. I brushed my teeth without even looking in the mirror. I didn’t want to see myself—not today. Not like this.The house was quiet.Too quiet.I walked to the kitchen, hoping—just maybe—I’d find him there. Maybe he’d say somethin
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Chapter 6
I drove into the compound and parked quietly. Elvis’ car was already there.I blinked twice.He was home… early.That was new.Since we got married, he never came home this early. In fact, he hardly came home at all. And when I asked about it, tried to talk, begged for just a little of his time, he would snap.“Do you want me to quit my job just because I married you?” he used to say with irritation in his eyes.After hearing that too many times, I gave up trying. I stopped asking. I stopped expecting. I stopped hoping.But today felt strange.Why was he back early?Something wasn’t right.I unlocked the front door quietly and stepped inside. The sitting room was empty, but I could hear soft laughter coming from the kitchen. It wasn’t just laughter. It was familiar—intimate.I moved closer, each step feeling heavier than the last.And then I saw them.Elvis and… Fiona.My sister.No—the woman I used to call my sister.She was in my kitchen, wearing one of my aprons. She was stirring
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Chapter 7
“If I stay one more night, I might not live to see the morning.”The words echoed in my head like a drumbeat as I zipped the last bag shut.My hands trembled slightly. I wiped my palms on my jeans, glanced at the clock—it was almost 7 p.m. Fiona and Elvis had gone out. A romantic dinner, maybe. Or something worse. I didn’t care anymore. I couldn’t afford to.I grabbed my small suitcase and stepped into the hallway. The house was too quiet, almost like it knew I was about to vanish from its walls forever.Then, just before the front door, something caught my eye.A sheet of paper.Lying on the coffee table.I stopped. My heart skipped.My steps slowed. My heart did too.I reached for it with shaking fingers.The divorce papers.Signed.Just like that.No hesitation. No second thought. No emotion.His signature sat there in blue ink—Elvis’s name, carelessly scribbled like it meant nothing at all. Like I meant nothing at all.I stared at it for a long moment, my throat burning.Two years.
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Chapter 8
Starting over felt like standing at the edge of a cliff—scared, unsure, but with no choice but to jump.I sat on the edge of the bed, staring at the sunlight peeking through the faded curtains. My chest felt heavy, like something was pressing down on it, but I whispered to myself, “You didn’t come here to fail, Melinda. You came to fight.”I stood up slowly, stretching limbs that felt stiff from sleep and stress. I made my way to the bathroom with quiet steps.The cold water on my face woke me up more than the mirror did. I splashed it over my cheeks a few times, letting it drip down before grabbing a towel. I brushed my teeth, bathed quickly, and tied my hair into a neat bun. No makeup. No perfume. Just clean and ready.I pulled on my black slacks, a simple white blouse, and flats. Nothing flashy. Just enough to look serious. A plain outfit, but one that made me feel composed. I picked up my file of documents—resume, portfolio, references—and tucked it carefully under my arm.I exhal
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Chapter 9
I had already given up when the email popped in like a surprise guest I didn’t invite.I sat there, slouched on the edge of the bed, half-heartedly scrolling through job sites for the hundredth time that week, when the notification buzzed.I blinked at the screen, mouth half-open. “Wait… what?”I leaned forward, heart thumping just a little. Maybe I was imagining things. I read it again, just to be sure.Congratulations, you’ve been shortlisted for an interview.I stared. For a few seconds, I just sat there frozen. My fingers hovered over the keyboard. My eyes didn’t blink. My mind had gone blank.“Okay… This has to be a mistake,” I muttered aloud, grabbing my phone from the charger like it could give me answers. I scrolled through my sent emails, tapping each one like I was retracing my own steps. I had applied, yes, I remembered sending it in—just two days ago. But I hadn’t heard anything since then.Two days of silence had convinced me I’d been ignored. Again. Just like all the oth
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Chapter 10
I didn’t sleep a wink.My eyes were open the whole night, staring into the darkness, praying that Google had lied to me.Every time I blinked, I saw the search results again.“Can stress course fatigue. Dizziness. Sore breasts. Nausea.”The words danced in my brain like neon signs, refusing to fade. I shut my eyes tight, wishing I could shut my mind too.“It’s just stress,” I whispered for the hundredth time, hugging my pillow like it could save me. “It has to be.”I could still hear the faint humming of the fridge in the kitchen, the ticking wall clock above the wardrobe, and the restless sighs I released every five minutes. Time didn’t move. Neither did I.The weeks had been brutal—late nights, tight deadlines, no rest. That had to be the reason I felt like this. Not… not what Google suggested.No, it couldn't be that.By morning, my head was heavy, my stomach twisted, but I got up anyway. The alarm buzzed half-heartedly beside me, but I was already sitting up. I had been up all nig
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