Zara_Bellamy

She was supposed to be the love of his life—until the tabloids crowned another woman in her place.
Now, the world thinks she’s broken. They’re about to learn she’s dangerous.

Evie Andrew thought she’d escaped her past. She had a quiet flower shop and an engagement ring from billionaire heir Tommy Mackenzie. A bright future was finally within reach. But when photos of Tommy on a secret date with glamorous socialite Alexa Donovan flood the tabloids, Evie’s fairytale explodes overnight.
She is betrayed, humiliated and then... hunted.
Someone is leaking her darkest secrets. Her stalker ex has returned with blackmail that could destroy everything. And the man she loves is caught between family legacy and public scandal. He’s smiling for the cameras with another woman—one who just might be trying to erase Evie from existence.
As threats escalate from gossip columns to car chases and attempted murder, Evie is forced to choose: become the victim they expect, or rewrite the game.

Because beneath the designer gowns and billion-dollar secrets, someone is lying.
And in a world where trust is currency and love is leveraged,
Evie’s about to show them what happens when a survivor stops running.

The Billionaire's Forsaken Fiancée

Evie paced the length of her hotel room, her bare feet silent against the plush carpet. The curtains were drawn tight, even though it was almost noon. A sliver of light cut across the bedspread, but she didn't dare open the windows fully. Not yet.

She'd already checked the smoke alarm, the base of the TV and the mirror above the dresser. She'd lifted every lampshade and peered behind every frame. Her fingers trembled as she unscrewed the battery cover of the TV remote. Nothing. But she wasn't convinced.

"God, this is so stupid," she whispered to herself.

She had no idea what she was hoping to find. A listening device? A bug? Or worse, a hidden camera?

Ever since the vandalism of her shop and the creepy surveillance vidoes, she had been on edge. Now, adding the encounter with Alexa and she barely felt comfortable anywhere.

She couldn't afford to feel paranoid anymore—she had to be certain.

Chapter Fifteen