Cinderella CEO

They killed me for my crown. They will pay. My name is Elara Sterling, and I died at twenty-eight. Pushed off a balcony by my stepsister while my stepmother watched and my fiancé held her waist. They stole my company, my home, my parents' legacy—everything. I woke up not in heaven or hell, but in the past. I'm eighteen again, the day the viper and her daughter first slithered into my home. The day my ruin began. But the naive heiress is gone. In her place is a soul forged in betrayal, with ten years of foresight and a vengeance that burns cold. My stepmother wants my fortune? I'll use her own schemes to bankrupt her. My stepsister wants my social status? I'll make her a pariah with a single, viral post. My ex-fiancé wants to use me for my connections? I'll destroy his family's empire from the inside out. My most powerful weapon? The one man they all fear: Kaelen Vancourt. My ex-fiancé's reclusive, ruthless uncle. A man ten years my senior, a kingmaker who views the world as a chessboard. We had an alliance, a partnership, and above all, a marriage. Our contract is simple: he needed a wife, and I needed the husband - an alliance built from mutual advantage - but it quickly becomes something hotter and more dangerous. Something we never expected. This time, I'm not waiting to be saved. I'm the one wielding the sword. I refuse to be just a pawn on their chessboard. I want to be a player, and I am playing to win - if that requires blood, manipulation or public ruin, so be it. This is not a fairy tale. It's a takeover.