Novel-novel oleh Irene Albert

Agatha I step out of the car after Desmond had opened the door for me. I couldn't help but glance at him. He had protected me in his own weird way—he acted overbearing, protected me from Maleficent. and Mark as if we had been a couple for over a decade. Sometimes I couldn't understand this man. I couldn't understand why he does what he does. He protects me. Everything feels so weird to me. No one has ever treated me so kindly. My father, the one I’ve known all throughout my life as I was growing up, doesn’t treat me as nicely as Desmond does. A man that I was supposed to marry and had been engaged to for more than three years doesn’t treat me as nicely as Desmond does. They betrayed me. But Desmond treats me differently.Sometimes I wonder if he only got close to me, if he only accepted my offer just because he wanted to stop the rumors of him being gay—or if he was a secret admirer of mine who had been monitoring me for over a year and finally saw the chance of being together with m

Desmond’s POV“My mother’s inheritance—I’ll make sure you don’t get a single cent,” Agatha said firmly. “You can go ahead and marry Mark, do whatever you want, but hear this, Maleficent: you are not getting anything from my mother’s estate. I am her last legacy. She believed that finding love—me marrying Mark—would grant me her properties. Well, I’m without Mark today, but tomorrow I’ll claim what’s mine. I won’t let it go to you, the illegitimate daughter of my father.”Agatha’s eyes blazed, her jaw tight as she glared at Maleficent.Maleficent’s face twisted in rage. She clearly hated being called illegitimate.“How dare you!” she suddenly yelled, lunging forward to slap Agatha.But Agatha caught her hand, firm and unshaken.“How dare you call me illegitimate?” Maleficent shouted. “My mother was married to your father! I’m not illegitimate!”“Yes, you are,” Agatha snapped, gritting her teeth. “Your mother seduced my father while he was still married to my mother. Though, to be hones

Desmond's POVWow. There was nothing else left for me to say—I was completely speechless. Agatha had just silenced the reporters, leaving them staring at her in shock. I, too, was left without words. I couldn't help but glance at her. She had a smirk on her face as she looked at the reporters, and then, at that moment, she glanced at me. Our eyes met.For a moment, I was confused about what reaction to show. I didn’t smile or say a word, because what I really wanted to say wasn’t appropriate for the situation.“Please excuse me and my wife,” I finally said. “We have a party to attend.”I turned to the reporters, holding Agatha’s hand. She stiffened—she felt tense—but I acted like I didn’t notice. I led her into the hall anyway. The reporters didn’t follow us. Instead, they parted as we passed through. Inside, the flourishing lights welcomed us, and a crowd of people greeted us.Agatha leaned toward me and whispered, “I want to talk.”Once we were fully inside, she turned to me with a

Agatha povThe water rushed down my skin. My eyes shut tight as I felt the soft flow gliding over me.Life.I’m left helpless.They want to take away my mother’s property.I need to succeed.I can’t depend on a stranger—a man I’m clearly confused about. I don’t even know who he really is.My father and sister are doing everything to bring me down.It’s like I was never even his daughter—no consideration, no hesitation. Just destruction.I’ve entered a contract marriage with Desmond.He’s a flirty bastard, but oddly enough, he seems willing to help me.He claims he has no bad intentions.Says he wants to hide the rumors of him being gay.But honestly? The way he flirts with me… doesn’t seem like he’s into men.Or maybe gay men are just really good at flirting?“Goodness gracious,” I sighed.…I looked down at my reflection one last time before finally walking toward the car. After several moments of hesitation, I opened the door. Desmond Lucas was already inside, watching me. His expr

Agatha’s POVGosh, why is he like that? And Agatha, why were you looking? Why do you have to talk nonsense out of nowhere?I groaned, frustrated with myself. I shouldn’t have acted like that. I shouldn’t have looked at his body. It’s his—it’s his own damn body and he has every right to do whatever he wants with it.Ugh, I was so stupid for even starting a conversation on that topic. God, now he probably thinks I’m interested in him… or worse, his body. What the hell was that all about?I let out a long sigh and hoped my cheeks weren’t turning into tomatoes again. Every time I get overly emotional, I flush so easily—it’s humiliating.Grinding my teeth, I was trying to calm myself when my phone suddenly rang.“Why now?” I groaned, picking it up.It wasn’t a call. It was a text message.I read it out loud:“Miss Agatha Damian, your exam results have been placed on hold. You have been reported for cheating. Your documents cannot be processed at this time.”“What the hell is this?” I mutte

Desmond povI looked at her sleeping face—so beautiful, I couldn’t help it anymore. It felt like punching myself in the gut. Sleeping right next to her last night... her skin was irresistible. And the fact that I couldn’t even have a taste? It was choking me. A poison I had to endure.She’d slept for long hours. That’s just my little wife.Suddenly, her eyes snapped open. Even this early in the morning, she was looking at me like I’d committed a serious crime.“What are you doing?” she asked under her breath.I looked back at her with a small smile. “What do you think I’m doing, dear wife?”I nearly Chuckled, watching how easily her emotions shifted because of me.“It’s morning. Time to wake up.”“Have the reporters gone?” she asked.“I think they have,” I replied casually.“What reporters?” I then blinked.“There were no reporters,” I said, letting out a small chuckle. I already knew she’d get pissed hearing that.Just as expected, her brows furrowed, and she glared at me. Her eyes w