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Marrying My Father’s Enemy

Eira Hax, the daughter of a once-wealthy heiress, has spent her entire life in the shadows. Twenty-two years ago, her mother, a kind-hearted but naive woman, was deceived by her husband, a ruthless businessman. He stole her entire fortune and framed her for a crime, sending her to prison, unaware that she was pregnant and secretly battling terminal cancer. Eira’s mother died alone behind bars, but not before giving birth to Eira, entrusting her with a burning desire for revenge. Now, two decades later, Eira returns with one goal: to destroy the man who ruined her mother’s life—her own father. To do so, she strategically marries his most powerful rival, Callian Reed, a man as dangerous as he is influential. Together, they plot to destroy her father’s empire, piece by piece. But as Eira is pulled deeper into a world of business, power and revenge, she’s forced to confront her own problems and decide just how far she’s willing to go to avenge her mother. “I’m not your enemy, darling…you should know that by now.” “Callian, everything you do is not written in our contract. Why are you breaking it?” “The more I learn about you, the more I hate everyone who hurt you. So please, Eira, let me get rid of them for you.”

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#R18
#REVENGE
#CEO
#POSSESSIVE
#SWEETLOVE
#FIRSTLOVE
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#PREGNANCY
#LOVEAFTERMARRIAGE
#RICHDAUGHTER
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The Price Of Love, I’m Leaving You, Eira

Chapter 120: The Price of Love, I'm Leaving You, Eira

The next morning, Callian sat in his office, phone pressed to his ear as he spoke in a measured tone.

"No, Malcolm, I need those papers finalized by tonight," Callian said. 

He tapped his fingers rhythmically on the edge of his desk. 

"Yes, the property transfers too. I don't care if it's late. Make it happen."

The conversation was clear in his sharp, clipped words. 

The business at hand wasn't just urgent—it was personal.

"I'll call you back," Callian said, ending the call abruptly as the office door opened without a knock.

Mita stepped inside, her red dress clung to her body like armor, and her smile was clever.

"What are you doing here, Mita?" Callian's voice was ice. 

He leaned back in his chair, glaring at her up and down like a predator cornering its prey.

Mita sauntered closer, ignoring the obvious distaste in his expression.