Revenge for My Twin Sis — Novel

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Mia never intended to play the role of her twin sister, Britney. But with Britney in a coma and their family's fortune hanging by a thread, she finds herself tangled in a web of lies and deception, where every smile must conceal her true identity. The stakes escalate when Mia walks down the aisle to Duke Trayson, a man she barely knows but who thinks he’s marrying someone else. As she navigates the expectations of a life that isn’t hers, the tension mounts, leaving her questioning her own heart and the truths hidden beneath the surface.

Just when Mia believes she can manage the charade, chaos erupts on her wedding day. Outside the cathedral, a protest turns violent, and whispers of Duke's dark past swirl in the air like a storm. With a gunshot ringing out, Mia is thrust into a world where danger lurks behind every corner, and loyalty is tested. Can she maintain her cover while unraveling the mysteries surrounding Duke? As the lines between love and revenge blur, Mia must decide if she's willing to risk everything for the sister she’s impersonating—or if she will fight for her own chance at freedom.

Revenge for My Twin SisChapter 1: The Great Pretender

Pain exploded across my back as I slammed onto the cold marble floor. The impact rattled through my spine, a sharp sting spreading through my body like wildfire. My vision blurred, the chandelier above me spinning in dizzying circles. A strangled groan escaped my lips as I forced myself to breathe through the pain.

I had barely registered what had happened when I heard the sound of high-pitched, exaggerated sobs from the top of the staircase.

That little devil.

I pushed myself up, gritting my teeth against the ache. My gaze snapped upward, and there he was—Lukas Trayson.

The eight-year-old menace stood at the top of the stairs, sniffling dramatically, his small fists rubbing at his tearless eyes. He looked innocent, but I knew better. That kid was a walking disaster, and judging by the smug flicker in his gaze before it quickly vanished, I knew this was his doing.

"You little shit," I hissed under my breath, my nails digging into the cold floor as I steadied myself.

Lukas gasped, his small mouth parting in exaggerated betrayal. And then—like the manipulative little brat he was—he let out a deafening wail.