Addicted To His Disfigured Secret Lover

Chapter 2

Word Count: 649 | Released on: 13/05/2026

The morning rain had soaked her clothes. She stood

slapped a Non-Disclosure Agreemen

hesitate. She signed her name, despera

plastic box at Aracely's feet. In

under his nose. Brennen loathes anything 'imperfect'-this scar will

rose in her throat. But the image of the ventilator fl

rror. She applied the pungent, chemical-smelling glue and

A monster stared back. Aracely put on thick,

of the Levine Estate. She wore a scratchy, gray m

took one look at her face and stepped

vine," Martha warned sharply. "You c

k her rag and started wiping a ta

ormed back into the foyer, his coat disheveled

as wiped. Also... the GPS on Madam's car shows she never left her

was tight. The intense high from last

gaze landed on the gray figure

r shoulders. It was the exact same bod

r shoes went silent on the marble.

Her spine went rigid. The wet rag

eyes. He walked strai

llowed her. "Turn a

slowly. She kept her chin tucked to her ches

ing tightly into her palms.

ached out and grabbed her c

luttered. Her clear eyes c

eyes dropped to her cheek. He saw the dark

dhesive hit him. The violent contrast triggered a wave of nausea. He

fingers that had touched her skin. "Martha," he snapped

her eyes. Brennen threw the handkerchief into the trash ca

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“To keep her grandmother on life support, Aracely was blackmailed into taking Evelyn's place in the pitch-black bedroom of the ruthless billionaire, Brennen Levine. After that night, Evelyn tossed a hideous silicone scar at her feet, forcing Aracely to glue it to her face and work as a bottom-tier maid in his estate so he would never recognize her. Brennen, suffering from chronic insomnia, was completely addicted to the sweet gardenia scent of the woman from the dark. But when he saw the "disfigured" Aracely scrubbing floors, he was physically repulsed, publicly humiliating her and calling her a monster. Meanwhile, Evelyn paraded around as his soon-to-be wife. Terrified of her lies unraveling, Evelyn constantly abused Aracely, throwing scalding coffee at her face and threatening to pull the plug on her grandmother if Aracely didn't sneak back into Brennen's room to act as his human sleeping pill. Aracely endured the suffocating fake scar, the insults, and the freezing servant quarters. She ground her teeth, swallowing the bitter injustice just to keep her only family alive, wondering when this torturous hell would ever end. But Evelyn's malice knew no bounds. When Evelyn raised her hand to strike again, threatening to rip off the very disguise she forced Aracely to wear, something inside Aracely finally snapped. "Do not push me." Aracely locked her hand around Evelyn's wrist in a bone-crushing grip, completely unaware that Brennen was watching from the balcony above, his dark eyes narrowing as a dangerous realization hit him.”