Murdering Love — Novel

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In a world where love can turn into an obsession and betrayal lurks behind every corner, Claire Bennett finds herself entangled in a web of past affections and present hostilities. Three years after a devastating fallout, she’s forced to confront Alexander Hughes, the man who once took a bullet for her, now a powerful figure entangled with another—Isabella Reed, his pregnant fiancée. As tensions flare at the Hughes family banquet, old wounds are reopened and new alliances are tested.

What happens when the line between love and hate blurs? Claire feels the weight of her past as she faces the man who once adored her but now treats her like an outsider. How far will she go to reclaim her dignity in a world that once shunned her? With every glance exchanged and every accusation hurled, the stakes rise, and the banquet becomes less about celebration and more about survival.

As the crowd watches, eager for a spectacle, Claire must decide whether to play the role of the scorned lover or to rise above the chaos. Will she succumb to the pressures of the Hughes family or rise to challenge the very man she once loved?

Murdering LoveChapter 1

The year we loved each other most, Alexander Hughes took a bullet for me, had his legs shattered, and nearly lost his life.

I hid the truth from him, trading my own life for his, only to be branded by others as a filthy woman who had been passed around by countless men.

But in the year we hated each other most, Alexander forced me to have an abortion, cut off every path of survival for my family—just to make his childhood sweetheart smile.

I refused to give in. I fought back tooth for tooth, leaving Alexander besieged from all sides.

We should have been lovers for a lifetime, yet we became enemies locked in endless schemes.

Three years later, at a Hughes family banquet, Alexander walked in with Isabella Reed, heavily pregnant, yet his gaze lingered only on me.

“The Hughes family banquet isn’t something just any stray cat or dog can walk into.”

Stray cat or dog? Was he talking about me?

By seniority, he should be calling me aunt.

The moment Alexander spoke, the room fell silent.

When I said nothing, he released Isabella’s hand.

“What right do you have to be here?”

“With your status now, do you deserve to stand in the Hughes family’s hall?”

What didn’t I deserve?