Brewing Love And Lies
The final ingredient to finding true love is one teaspoon of lies. **** On her 18th birthday, Elspeth's world was shattered after a one-night stand left her pregnant. The child's father, Alan, betrayed her by revealing his alliance with her scheming half-sister, Heather, who aimed to steal Elspeth's position as heiress. To protect their family’s reputation, her parents sent her away in disgrace. Years later, Elspeth returns, determined to reclaim her place and exact revenge on those who wronged her. But her family’s pressure to marry complicates things. Desperate to dodge a blind date, she impulsively kisses Castiel Stepanov, her daughter's teacher, using him as a convenient escape. When a key investor insists on meeting her husband, Elspeth sees an opportunity and proposes a fake marriage to Castiel. Castiel, a powerful Russian business mogul and part-time elementary teacher, has his own hidden agenda. Traumatized by witnessing the murder of his family, Castiel’s life has been driven by the desire for revenge. Unbeknownst to Elspeth, her father is responsible for the tragedy that destroyed his family. Eager to destroy Elspeth's life, Castiel agrees to the sham marriage, intent on ruining her and her father. As their fake marriage progresses, hidden truths and deep-seated wounds begin to surface. Can Elspeth balance her desire for vengeance with her need to protect her heart, her daughter, and her empire? And will Castiel follow through with his plan for revenge, or will love and the weight of the past consume them both? _______ TROPES: One night stand. Pregnancy. Contract/Fake Marriage. Win her back. Betrayal x Revenge Family. First person (dual perspectives) ______ IG: @ebynamani TT: @eby.namani
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Song Rec': Coincidence — Sabrina Carpenter.
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When Elspeth returned to the kitchen, I had already finished the pancakes, serving them with syrup and blueberries along with perfectly creamed coffee.
"Why didn't you get any berries?" she asked, awkwardly arranging the plate on the table she offered to set moments earlier.
I couldn't help but grin at her haphazard setup. The napkins and cultlery set were all bent awkwardly so much that I doubted if her eyesight was still healthy. Regardless she deserved an 'E' for effort.
"I don't like them," I replied, masking the fact that I was allergic for security reasons.
"Poor you. By the way, Reese is allergic to blueberries. Almost forgot to mention that so you wouldn't add them to her meals." She smiled as she took her seat.