Blurb：
When Charlotte Whitmore discovers Amelia’s congenital heart condition, she secretly spikes her champagne with a high-dose energy drink. As Amelia’s heart races with stabbing chest pain, she reaches for her emergency medication—only to find her water replaced with vitamin C-rich lemon water, triggering a severe reaction. Despite Amelia’s desperate pleas, Ethan Cross, boss of the Rolling Stones mafia, dismisses her suffering, swayed by Charlotte’s mocking claims of jealousy over her promotion. Trapped in a web of deception, Amelia fights for her life while Ethan and Charlotte’s toxic bond threatens to destroy everything. Will Amelia survive their betrayal, or will Charlotte’s scheming succeed?
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After my fiances childhood friend found out I was born with a heart condition, she secretly poured a high-dose energy drink into my champagne.
The moment I drank it, my heart started racing, and stabbing pain spread through my chest.
In a panic, I tore open my only emergency medication, but the water I used to take it had been swapped with strong lemon water.
As soon as I drank it, my face went pale. I lost all strength and collapsed to the ground.
Lemon waters full of vitamin C. It helps with hangovers and keeps you healthy.
Charlotte Whitmore laughed so hard she nearly doubled over. With her arms crossed, she looked at my fiance, Ethan Cross, the boss of the Rolling Stones.
Ethan, your fiancees acting is incredible!
Ive been a doctor for years, and Ive never seen anyone react like this to a little champagne and lemon water.
I bit my lip until I tasted blood. The pain made my eyes sting, and I clutched Ethans leg.
Honey, please, call an ambulance! I cant take it anymore
For a moment, his expression wavered, but the guests quickly cut in.
Come on, stop pretending! Nobody dies from a bit of champagne and lemon water.
Yeah, youre just jealous Charlotte got promoted and didnt want to toast to her.
Ethans face turned cold again. He yanked my hand off and stepped away.
Charlottes a doctor. Youll be fine with her here.
I stopped begging and texted my father asking for help.
Chapter 1
What are you doing? We just called you out a bit, and now, youre trying to post on Instagram to get people to attack us?
Charlotte Whitmores friends snatched my phone away. When they could not unlock it, they threw it to the ground.
Ethan Cross stepped over the shattered phone. His face was dark, and he looked at me with a cold glare.
The pain made my vision go black. I cradled my chest and forced myself to kneel in front of Ethan.
I didnt do anything, Ethan. I was born with a heart condition. I think Im having an attack. Please call an ambulance.
Ethan finally noticed something was wrong. His brow furrowed, but before he could move, Charlotte pulled him away.
Ethan, your fiancees so inconsiderate! Everyone came here to celebrate my promotion, but shes jealous and trying to ruin the party they threw for me.
I knew Amelia never liked me. I invited her because I wanted to fix things between us, but she didnt appreciate it. Shes showing everyone how nasty she can be. Ethan, if Id known this would happen, I wouldve solely invited you.
She gave me a scornful look and said, You really know how to act, dont you? Maybe try using that talent for acting instead of scheming and stirring up trouble.
It became harder to breathe. I could hear my own ragged gasps, and it felt as if a heavy weight was pressing down on my chest and forcing out the last bit of air in me.
Ethan and Charlotte had grown up together. They had their own circle.
After we started dating, Ethan was so busy with mafia business and our relationship that he spent much less time with his friends.
Charlotte was unhappy about it. She often showed up uninvited whenever Ethan and I went out.
I brought that up with Ethan many times, but he never took it seriously.
Charlottes like my sister. Dont overthink it.
Hearing that, Charlotte backed him up.
Amelia, Im only tagging along to help our friends decide if youre right for Ethan. Hes already spent enough time on you. You cant be this greedy.
Charlottes words made me feel like if I loved Ethan, I would have to accept all his friends, even Charlotte herself.
But even though it was supposed to be my date with Ethan, we ended up doing the things Charlotte liked. We ate what she wanted and watched movies that she wanted to watch.
In the end, every date I had with Ethan left me trailing behind him and Charlotte.
If I showed even a little frustration, Charlotte would mock me for being petty and jealous.
Ethan grew increasingly impatient with me because of it.
I pulled myself back to the present. Charlotte looked at my pained face and raised her eyebrows in smugness.
I get it, Amelia. Youre so used to being in the spotlight that you have to steal the show, dont you?
Today, the focus is on me, and since no one is cheering for you like your fans would, youre putting on an act just to get attention.
The guests at the party sneered at me. They were all Charlotte and Ethans friends.
They had always thought I was not good enough for Ethan and felt nothing but dislike toward me.
Some even took out their phones to record my miserable, pathetic state.
Ethan had been indifferent, but his impatience finally showed.
Amelia, I know you dont like Charlotte. Ive already tried to keep you away from her. But her promotion party only lasts one day. Cant you just bear with it for a few hours?
The pain in my chest became unbearable. I could not even answer him.
My teeth chattered as I bit my lip hard enough to draw blood. The taste helped me stay conscious. I started crawling toward the door. I hoped someone outside could help me.
Charlottes cruel laugh echoed behind me.
Whats wrong? You got exposed, and now that Ethan wont defend you anymore, youre embarrassed and trying to run away?
Her words made the guests burst into laughter.
Ethans expression darkened even more.
Just before I reached the door, Charlotte grabbed my hair and yanked me back.
My weak body hit the champagne tower. Glasses fell to the ground, and champagne spilled all over me.
Charlotte covered her nose as she delighted in my misery. She looked both disgusted and smug.
You call yourself the fiancee of a mafia boss? Theres a limit to playing the victim. Look at yourself, all miserable and pathetic! Youre making Ethan look bad!
Ethan, your fiancees been causing trouble even before the wedding. Imagine what shell be like later. Today is the perfect chance to teach her a lesson.
She threw me onto the ground that was covered in broken glass, like I was nothing but trash.
Ethan shot me a cold glare and said angrily, Amelia, had enough? Stop pretending and get up!
The next moment, he froze.
My face was deathly pale. Champagne and sweat soaked through my clothes. Small cuts from the glass shards on my pale arms left faint streaks of blood, but I did not make a sound.
Amelias terrified of pain Could it really be
Ethan did not know that I had no energy or strength to cry out.
Charlotte quickly grabbed a can of high-strength sports drink and forced it into my mouth without hesitation.
Its so hot, and this is an outdoor party. Shes suffering from heatstroke, yet she lies on the ground and continues to pretend. A cold drink will fix her right up!
Suddenly, I felt like I was about to die.
My heart pounded violently, and my shoulders started shaking.
I gasped for air, but nothing reached my lungs. My throat let out harsh, ragged breaths.
The guests saw that something was wrong with me and stepped back in fear.
She shes not actually dying, is she?
Ethans eyes widened. His whole body trembled as he froze in place.
Chapter 2
Amelia, whats wrong?
Ethan looked at me with worry. He pushed through the crowd. Move! Get out of the way!
Charlotte stepped forward with a smile and blocked his way. She held up her phone and kept him from seeing me.
Amelia, your next role is a heroine with a heart condition? Its no wonder your act looks so real! You really fooled everyone. Your acting is impressive.
Ethan glanced at the trailer on Charlottes phone. His worry turned to anger.
Amelia, this is Charlottes celebration party, not your personal show. Get up, or else
I was in too much pain to hear the rest. My face twisted in agony.
The guests relaxed after Charlotte spoke. They looked at me with disgust while I remained curled up on the ground.
Looks like she hasnt changed! Ethan, teach her a lesson. You are the mafia boss. How can you let her ruin my party and make a fool of you?
Ethan said nothing. His eyes grew cold.
Seeing this, Charlottes friends grabbed my hair and forced me to lift my head.
Listen, Charlotte is the star today. Whether you like it or not, youll apologize and offer a toast to her.
Ethan took a glass of strong whiskey from a waiter and held it out to me.
Get up, and toast to Charlotte! Ill overlook the stupid thing you did today.
Tears ran down my face from the pain. I looked at Ethans cold, heartless face and forced myself to say, No.
Charlotte finished her champagne and looked at me in disdain.
Amelia, I already finished my drink. You are really narrow-minded. Poor Ethan! He always tries to defend you.
If you love acting so much, Ill help you.
Charlotte grabbed the whiskey. Her friends immediately understood. They pried open my jaw and pinched my nose.
No
I struggled. I could only watch helplessly as they poured the whiskey into my mouth.
My heart could not take it. Sharp pain and suffocating pressure spread through me.
My eyes widened, and I clutched at my chest. I instinctively reached out to Ethan for help.
Help help me my heart
Ethan knocked my hand away coldly. He was heartless.
Stop pretending, Amelia! It is just a glass of whiskey! It cant hurt you.
Ive known you for a very long time and never once heard about your heart condition. I stayed silent because I loved you. I wanted to give you a chance, but you disappointed me.
I closed my eyes in despair.
Three years ago, I ran away to follow my dream of acting. One day, I was cornered by street thugs, and Ethan appeared like a hero. He saved me.
We fell in love at first sight and quickly grew close. When I learned that Ethan, who seemed cold and distant, had lost both his parents to sudden illness, I decided to hide my own condition so that he would not have to feel that kind of fear and worry again.
I never thought that this act of kindness would one day become the very thing that would cost me my life.
Ethan turned away in disgust and refused to look at me again.
After he turned his back, Charlotte grew even more smug. She pulled my hair harder, raised an eyebrow, and used her sharp nails to force my eyes open so that she could watch the pain and despair on my face.
W-Why Why are you doing this to me?
I was forced to open my bloodshot eyes to look at the cruel woman in front of me.
Charlotte took a smug sip of her champagne. She leaned close to my miserable face and whispered with a wicked smile, You dont deserve him.
Ethan is handsome, rich, and the boss of the entire Rolling Stones. I spent eleven years trying to win his heart and failed. How can someone like you, a filthy rat who crawled out of the gutter, ever deserve him?
She flung me to the ground.
A filthy rat?
A cold, bitter smile appeared on my lips.
If my father knew I had been humiliated and mistreated like this after leaving home, how heartbroken would he be?
Sadly, I would never see him again.
My consciousness began to fade. Through the blur, I saw the pouch of medicine I had dropped near the waiters feet. Some emergency medicine was still inside.
The will to survive drove every part of my body.
Just a few more steps I thought. Just a few more
I thought I could reach the pouch. Even if I could not, I hoped this would catch the waiters attention. Maybe he would be kind enough to give me the medicine so that I could at least have a chance to see my father again.
I gritted my teeth and crawled forward with all my strength.
Chapter 3
Right before my hand reached the pouch, a stiletto heel came down and crushed the medicine packet into the ground.
Ha, werent you just pretending you were about to die? Look how fast you can crawl now!
Charlotte shoved the waiter aside and yelled, Amelia, you just couldnt help showing your clumsy trick! I take back my compliment about your acting!
She raised her voice on purpose to draw everyones attention.
Ethan glanced at me, then turned away with even more impatience.
I did not care about that. I bit down on the pain and tried to pull the packet away from under Charlottes heel.
Charlotte gave me a mocking smile and whispered, Your heart must hurt so much you nearly died, right? Ha! Theres worse pain yet to come!
The long tablecloth hid her sharp heel. Charlottes eyes went cold. She lifted her foot and kicked my outstretched arm.
The heavy heel hit my skin with a dull sound.
I felt numb and could not even make a sound.
The waiter who had been pushed aside pointed under the table and screamed, Blood! Theres so much blood!
His cry got everyones attention. Ethan frowned. He pushed through the guests and rushed to my side. When he saw me, he froze.
The small cuts on my arm from the broken glass had been ripped open by Charlottes heel.
Blood flowed and soaked the grass beneath me. It was a shocking sight.
Ethan saw my pale face and panicked.
Amelia! Ill take you to the hospital now!
He did not hesitate and reached to pick me up.
Charlotte showed a flicker of panic, then put on a calm smile and stopped him.
This is nothing, Ethan. It looks worse than it actually is. Its just a surface wound. No need for an emergency. Im a doctor. I can treat her faster than going to the hospital.
Charlotte acted concerned and lifted my arm. Blood ran from the wound and mixed with grass and dirt. My arm looked dirty and awful.
Amelia, you have to stop with the pity party. You crawled over the glass on purpose to cut yourself, didnt you? Youre taking advantage of Ethans love for you to make him give in. I feel sorry for him.
Ethan looked at the bloodstained glass and believed Charlotte instantly. His face turned icy and cruel.
Is that it, Amelia? You knew I couldnt stand seeing someone close to me hurt, so you used such petty tricks to threaten me?
I felt close to death. My eyes were wide but unfocused. My blank look only made Ethan angrier.
Cant you even put up with such a small thing as this for me? Listen, Amelia. We arent leaving this place today. Well stay until the party ends. Charlotte, treat her wound.
Whoever helps Amelia will be considered to be against the whole Rolling Stones.
His words sounded like a sentence.
Charlotte grew triumphant. She lifted my injured arm as if it were a rag doll.
Dont worry, Ethan. Ive treated wounds like these many times before. First, we need to disinfect them.
She grabbed a glass of liquor and poured it straight onto my wound.
The burning pain made my weak heart stop for a moment. My mind cleared a little.
I spat up blood and managed to say with difficulty, M-my father Reece wont let you get away with this
Charlotte laughed. Your father? A junkie from West Street or a drunk from East Street?
My father runs the city hospitals and has close ties with the Rolling Stones. Dont try to act superior in front of me.
Darkness flickered at the edge of my vision. I felt numb and could no longer feel the pain.
Charlottes friends reacted in surprise.
Reece? You mean the Reece family that controls half the mafia world?
Dont listen to her lies! Ethan told me shes a failed actress. If Ethan hadnt rescued her, who knows where shed be now?
The Reece family? Please! This woman will say anything to survive!
After hearing Charlottes words, they laughed cruelly.
Ethans face grew even darker. He turned his back on me and walked away. He did not care about me, even though I was dying.
My body grew stiff. Before I blacked out, I saw a figure in the distance.
Tears blurred my view. I called out even though I knew it might just be a hallucination.
Papa save me
Charlotte laughed loudly.
Papa? Do you really think you are a mafia principessa? Who is your papa? A mindless fan or another sponsor?
She saw Ethan walk away and grabbed my mud-caked hair. She slapped me hard.
My world collapsed into dizzying blackness. A roar filled my ears, and their cruel laughter cut through it.
Face the truth! Even if you die by our hands, no ones coming to save you!
My body gave its final warning. I trembled nonstop and collapsed in a pool of my own cold sweat.
Just as I closed my eyes in despair, a furious voice rang in my ear. I knew it better than any other voice in the world.
How dare you torment my daughter?! Ill make you pay with your lives!
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