Married to my stepsister’s husband

Married to my stepsister’s husband

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Introduction

Zara Alaric had always lived in the shadow of her stepsister, Selene was pampered, adored, and destined for a life of luxury. But when Selene disappears on the eve of her wedding, leaving only a letter behind, Zara is thrust into a world she never asked for: forced to marry Adrian Voss, a ruthless billionaire CEO with a heart as cold as his empire.
At first, Adrian despises her, and surviving his cruel rules, verbal lashings, and the hostility of his family seems impossible. Yet, as Zara proves her intelligence, courage, and resilience, sparks of tension ignite into an undeniable chemistry. Just when their love begins to blossom, Selene returns, scheming to reclaim her place, while Margot the stepmother who orchestrated their lives manipulates events to test their bond.
Threatened by blackmail, betrayal, and life-or-death stakes, Zara and Adrian must navigate deception, power, and passion. Can love truly bloom amidst lies, danger, and ambition or will the past destroy everything they’ve fought to build?

Chapter 1

Chapter 1

 Zara Alaric moved quietly through the rooms, adjusting ribbons on the flower arrangements and straightening Selene’s bridesmaid's gown hem. Today was supposed to be Selene’s big day, the moment every detail had been planned for months, the day she would become Adrian Boss's bride.

Zara had spent hours making sure everything was perfect. After all, Selene deserved it. She had always deserved everything. Zara, in contrast, had grown accustomed to the quiet, overlooked corners of the world. She was the “good girl,” the stepdaughter who never spoke up, who always stayed in the background while Selene soaked up praise, attention, and affection.

Her stepsister had been pampered since the day Margot had married her father after the death of Zara’s mother. Selene’s whims were the law. Her desires were fulfilled without question, while Zara learned early to remain invisible, to bend and endure. Her father, Richard Alaric, loved her in his quiet, timid way, but he was powerless in the face of Margot. Wealth, status, and fear of his wife kept him muted. He rarely spoke out; when he did, Margot's sharp rebukes silenced him immediately.

Today, Zara was prepared to play her part as always: a supporting figure, someone in the wings while Selene claimed the spotlight. But the day had other plans.

A sharp knock at the door startled her. Margot entered without waiting for an answer, her posture rigid, her expression impossibly controlled. “Zara, come here,” she said, voice sharp as a whip.

Zara walked over cautiously. “Is everything ready for Selene’s wedding?” she asked, trying to mask the unease creeping in her chest.

Margot's eyes were cold, calculating. She held out a folded envelope. “Read this.”

Zara’s hands trembled as she took it. Opening the envelope, she froze at the familiar handwriting:

“I cannot do this. I cannot marry Adrian Voss . I need to live my own life. I have a man I love and we are both so happy in love. Don’t look for me, gone. Selene .”

The words blurred before her eyes. Selene was gone. The golden girl, the one who had been adored by everyone in the house, who had been pampered and shielded from every inconvenience, had run away.

“Selene , she… she left?” Zara whispered.

Margot's lips pressed into a thin line. “Yes. And that means you will walk down the aisle today.”

Zara’s head snapped up, disbelief twisting her features. “I… I’m not Selene ! I’m just… the bridesmaid! This isn’t my life!” I am sorry Mother but I can’t take up Selene’s place.

Her father shifted uneasily, mumbling, “Zara… for the family… please…” But he didn’t meet her eyes. He never did when Margot was around. Blinded by her manipulation and the wealth she commanded, he was no more than a shadow, weak and silent, a man who had long ago surrendered the reins of the household to Margot's iron grip.

“You will do this,” Margot snapped. “You are the only one who can preserve the family’s honour. Adrian expects a bride tonight, not excuses. This is not optional.”

Zara felt as though the room had collapsed in on her. She was being forced into a life she had never imagined, stepping into the shoes of a woman she had admired and envied in Selene for years for having all the love and attention. Her mind raced. How could she possibly…?

“There is no time,” Margot said, her tone brooking no argument. “Get dressed. Your father will… help where necessary,”

He sighed quietly, nodding, his hands twisting nervously. “I… I’m sorry, Zara, but you have to do this to save the family’s reputation. I am old and weary of what will happen if my name tarnishes at the end. While he muttered, while avoiding her eyes, he added words of apology, meaningless in the face of Margot's domination, and fell into the void between them.

With no choice and red puffy eyes after sobbing for minutes, Zara moved mechanically, pulling on the gown that Selene had meant to wear. The satin slipped over her skin, heavy and foreign, transforming her into someone else entirely. She barely recognised the reflection in the mirror. It wasn’t her, it was Selene , glowing, poised, perfect house was uncomfortably silent as Zara descended the staircase in Selene’s gown, her fingers trembling as they gripped the railing. The satin pooled around her feet, heavy like chains. Every step felt like a betrayal of herself.

At the bottom, Margot waited. Her sharp eyes travelled slowly from Zara’s pale face to the hem of the dress. She folded her arms, lips curling into something that wasn’t quite approval.

“Remember this, Zara,” Margot said, her voice low and crisp. “Today you are Selene . You will walk with grace, smile when expected, and keep your mouth shut unless someone addresses you. Do you understand?”

Zara nodded faintly. “Yes, Mother.”Then you will make sure he doesn’t,” Margot cut in sharply. “Adrian Voss is a man of pride, a man who despises scandal more than anything. He will be angry, yes, but he will not humiliate himself or his family in public. That is our shield, and you will hide behind it.”

Her father shifted uncomfortably beside them, but, as always, said nothing.

Margot stepped closer, her perfume sharp in the air. She lifted a hand and adjusted the veil over Zara’s hair with almost mocking care. “Do not embarrass me, Zara. Do not stumble, do not cry, and above all do not forget the only reason you are doing this. Our reputation. Without it, we are nothing.”

Zara swallowed hard, her eyes burning. “And what about me?” she whispered. “What am I, then?”

For the briefest moment, something flickered in Margot's expression of impatience, maybe even contempt. “You are useful,” she said flatly. “That is enough.”

The words landed like a slap. Zara turned her face away, blinking back tears.

The drive to the cathedral was a blur. Margot's sharp glances reminded her that any misstep would bring humiliation, not relief. Her father sat silently, eyes downcast, a helpless spectator in his own house.

And then… she saw him. Adrian Voss.

Tall, imposing, and impossibly precise, he stood at the altar. His silver-gray eyes scanned the room, then locked onto her. A flicker of confusion, then sharp anger passed across his face.

“Wait… that’s not…” His voice cut through the whispers of the assembled guests.

Zara froze, heart hammering. “I’m…”

“Selene, Selene , Alaric. She’s supposed to be here.”

“She ran away,” Zara whispered, trembling. “I… I’m filling in. I had no choice.”

His jaw tightened, eyes like steel. “You… you’re a replacement? Do you understand what you’ve done? I agreed to marry Selene , not you.”

Margot stepped forward, her smile sharp and rehearsed. “Sir, she’s only helping preserve the family’s honour. Selene abandoned her responsibilities, and Zara stepped in to prevent a scandal.”Adrian’s step mum snapped, “ If it weren’t for my reputation I wouldn't let my son be in this scum. Isabella Adrian’s sister tried to calm her down but it was of no use. And Zara felt more horrible.

Adrian’s fists clenched at his sides. “A replacement,” he said slowly, venom curling in each syllable. “And I despise it.”

“Yes,” Zara whispered, voice trembling but firm. “I know you don’t want me here.” But trust me, I also didn’t want to be here either, but I had no choice.

He studied her, the weight of his gaze pressing against her chest. Every step down the aisle felt heavier than the last. She was forced, exposed, and utterly powerless, yet beneath the fear was a spark of defiance.

She would survive this. She had no choice.

And as the priest began the ceremony, Zara realised the truth: her life had just changed forever. Selene had run away, leaving her in the eye of a storm named Adrian voss and survival would demand everything she had.

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