Prologue: The Collision of Two Worlds
Kaeila's world was one of simplicity, shadowed by hardship yet lit by her unyielding hope. Her days were a cycle of selfless giving-teaching wide-eyed high schoolers who adored her, working evenings at a bustling bakery, and taking on odd jobs just to scrape by. She was poor, yes, but her soul was rich with resilience, a quality forged through years of abandonment and pain.
Amiel Whitlock, on the other hand, was untouchable. A titan in every industry imaginable, his name was synonymous with power and privilege. He moved through life with an aura of invincibility, his wealth shielding him from the consequences of arrogance. To him, people were pawns, the world a chessboard he commanded with a flick of his hand.
Two worlds so vastly different were never meant to collide. Yet fate had a penchant for shattering expectations.
It started with the screech of tires and the crash of metal against metal. A bicycle lay crumpled in the middle of the road, its rider sprawled on the pavement. Amiel stepped out of his sleek car, his features chiseled with disdain. "Great," he muttered, brushing imaginary dust off his suit. "Just what I needed."
The girl who stood to face him wasn't the type he was used to. Her clothes were simple, her face devoid of makeup, but her eyes-sharp, defiant, and burning with quiet strength-met his with a challenge he hadn't seen in years.
And just like that, the collision wasn't just of a car and a bicycle. It was the beginning of a story that would unravel their lives, peeling back layers of pain, pride, and vulnerability neither of them knew they had.
Their worlds were about to change, irrevocably.
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*They hated her at first... but they had no idea who she really was.*
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Serena Carter was just trying to live-trying to find peace in the mess that was her life. But one accident changed everything.
Abandoned. Alone. She was sent to live with the Morettis-four brothers and a father who wanted nothing to do with her. She was the reminder of their mother's biggest betrayal, the stain on their perfect legacy. Ten months. That's all she had to survive before she turned eighteen and walked away for good. Easy, right?
Wrong.
Because the Morettis might have convinced themselves they hated her, but hate was a tricky thing-it turned into obsession, into protectiveness, into something none of them were ready for. They thought they knew her, thought she was just a mistake that could be ignored.
They had no idea.
Because Serena had secrets-ones even she didn't fully understand. And in a world where power was everything, she was about to become the most dangerous piece on the board.
She wasn't just a mistake. She was a Moretti.
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