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ABIGAIL'S DILEMMA: BEWARE OF A FIBBING SAINTESS

Warning; Mature Content (r18) If you are given the option to choose between being comforted by a lie or being hurt by the truth, which would you pick? Remember, one lie has the power to taint a thousand truths. ---------------- Abigail Woods, Abby for short, is a beautiful and strong-willed girl born out of wedlock to a poor and struggling mother. From a young age, she craved the genuine love of a father. However, life plays a cruel game on her when she ends up with a pedophile stepfather and a heartless stepsister. After years of enduring abuse, Abby flees her past life on her twenty-first birthday and starts a new life in a faraway countryside as Stella Peterson. For one whole year, Abby, now Stella, adopted the fake identity of a local farm girl and worked for the Dawsons as a vine dresser. Everything was perfect for Stella until she crosses paths with two wealthy and handsome gentlemen, who are both rivals in the same line of business. Both young men are tenacious and want Stella as a wife. But Stella's falsehoods and past are out to hunt her. How far is Stella willing to go, to keep her real identity a secret? Would she succeed in her mission or would karma come calling? ********* #Betrayal #Love triangle #Revenge #Weak to strong #Dark #Survival ********** Welcome! Thanks for choosing this book. This is my third book and I am thrilled to share it with you all. It is dedicated to all my fateful old and new readers who love a good face slapping novel. Note: This is a slow burn romance novel. Please add this book to your collection list, drop a review, and vote. The book cover does not belong to me. Kudos to the talented designer. Do not forget to check out my first book; A Stolen Kiss From THE CEO!

Tres_Aguila · 现代言情
分數不夠
260 Chs

Stella Regains Consciousness

After being unconscious for almost twenty-eight hours, Stella slowly regained consciousness. She fluttered her eyes open and shut them immediately, a low groan escaping her lips when the bright light assaulted her eyes. Her head was aching and her throat felt dry.

"Stella!" She heard a familiar voice echoing her name.

"Sweetheart!" She heard another familiar voice. 

'This can't be right. I must be dreaming.' Stella thought to herself as she fluttered her eyes severally before opening them, adjusting her sight to the brightly illuminated room.

The first handsome face her eyes fell on was that of Alex, who happened to be on her right side where her head was positioned.

"Hello, beautiful!" 

Alex's grey eyes shone an emotion Stella couldn't decipher at the moment as he stroked her right hand tenderly. His gaze felt warm and passionate but at the same time, it felt cold as ice.