The Billionaire’s Wife Was My Sister

The flight home was quieter than the flight out. Damon was exhausted from the hospital and meetings, Lily was cranky […]

“Singapore,” Damon said over breakfast. “Three days, maybe four. Board meeting and contract negotiations that I really can’t delegate.” My

Marissa chose the worst possible moment to reconcile. Damon and I were in the library, Lily napping upstairs, finally stealing

The two weeks after going public were a strange kind of limbo. We were together—openly, officially—but still navigating what that

Evan Gibbons’s court petition was denied. The judge reviewed the initial DNA results, deemed them conclusive, and dismissed his case

I spent the day in agony. Every moment stretched like taffy, time moving impossibly slow as I turned Damon’s words

We sat in Damon’s study, Tyler Dawson between us, a manila envelope on the desk. Everything—absolutely everything—came down to what

Damon read in silence. I watched his face cycle through emotions—confusion, anger, pain, devastation. His knuckles went white where he

I couldn’t sleep. The DNA results loomed—just hours away now—and my mind wouldn’t quiet. At two a.m., I gave up,

The DNA test had been done. Three days had passed since the media circus, and life had settled into a