Luna_Dawns

Two men. One woman. A love torn apart by fate, betrayal, and obsession.

Sophie Laurent had a life full of love and promise in Annecy, where Adrien, her devoted boyfriend, planned a future filled with joy and dreams. But fate had a cruel plan in store. Sophie was ripped away from her family and Adrien, sold into the hands of Lucien Marchand—a wealthy, enigmatic man haunted by the ghost of his dead fiancée, Amélie.

Lucien sees Sophie as more than just a captive. Her striking resemblance to Amélie makes her the perfect pawn in his dark game of revenge. Forced to impersonate the woman Lucien once loved, Sophie is thrust into a world of luxury and torment, where her every move is scrutinized, and her heart is at war with itself.

While Sophie clings to the memories of Adrien's tender love, Lucien’s unpredictable passion begins to consume her. His every glance ignites a fire she wants to resist, and his every touch blurs the line between hatred and desire. But as secrets unravel and hidden truths about Amélie’s death come to light, Sophie realizes she is at the center of a storm that could destroy them all.

Adrien, relentless in his search for Sophie, refuses to give up on the woman he loves. But when he finally finds her, will she still be the same Sophie he knew? Or has her heart already been stolen by the man who was supposed to be her captor?

In a tale where passion burns hotter than revenge and love becomes the ultimate battleground, Sophie must navigate the dangerous ties binding her to two men. Will she reclaim the life that was stolen from her, or will her fate forever belong to someone else?

Love, betrayal, and obsession collide in this unforgettable story of two hearts bound by destiny and one woman caught in the crossfire.

Stolen Fate.

Adrien wandered aimlessly through the garden, his hands shoved deep into his pockets. The cool evening breeze carried the faint scent of roses, a bittersweet reminder of the moments he had once shared with Sophie.

He stopped at the old stone bench, his gaze softening as he ran a hand along its surface. This spot—this very place—had been their sanctuary. The memories flooded back, vivid and raw.

It was a late afternoon, and the golden sunlight had filtered through the trees, casting a warm glow over Sophie's face. She sat on the bench, laughing as she struggled to arrange a bouquet of wildflowers Adrien had picked for her.

"You're hopeless at this," she teased, holding up a crooked bundle of flowers.

Adrien chuckled, leaning closer. "It's not about the arrangement. It's about the thought behind it."

She rolled her eyes but couldn't hide her smile. "Well, the thought is sweet, but the execution could use some work."

He plucked a single daisy from the bunch and tucked it behind her ear. "There. Now it's perfect."

Sophie blushed, her laughter fading into a soft smile as their eyes met. "You're such a charmer, Adrien Moreau."

"And you're the love of my life, Sophie," he replied, his voice earnest. "I'll never let anything come between us."

Adrien clenched his fists, his chest tightening at the memory. He had meant every word that day, but life had other plans. Sophie had been ripped away from him, and he hadn't been able to protect her.

He sank onto the bench, his head in his hands. "Sophie…" he whispered, his voice cracking. "Where are you? Do you even remember me?"

The garden around him seemed eerily quiet, as if mourning alongside him. Adrien's mind raced with questions. Was the woman in the hospital truly Sophie? If it was her, why had she denied it?

The uncertainty gnawed at him, but amidst the pain, there was a flicker of hope. If there was even a chance that she was his Sophie, he wouldn't stop until he found out the truth.

Adrien stood, his resolve hardening. He looked up at the stars beginning to dot the sky, as if searching for guidance.

"I'll find you, Sophie," he vowed quietly. "I don't care how long it takes or what I have to do. I'll bring you back to the life we promised each other."

With one last glance at the bench, Adrien turned and walked back toward the mansion, the echoes of their laughter still lingering in the garden.

Memories in the Garden