Winning Heaven's Heart
Heaven never dreamed of marrying into a family as rich and powerful as the Wiles family, but an arranged marriage bound her to Damien Wiles and knowing he didn’t care about her didn’t stop her from falling for him completely.
Unfortunately, all she got in return for her love and devotion was a marriage full of pain and coldness yet she selflessly sacrificed herself when Damien was shot at.
After being trapped in a coma for five years, Heaven finally wakes up but doesn’t remember anything. At her bedside stands Damien, no longer the cold, heartless husband he once was—not that she even remembers, and a little boy who calls her “Mommy.”
Knowing that Heaven doesn’t remember their loveless marriage, and the pain that once defined her life because of him, Damien will now stop at nothing to win back the woman he once destroyed—even if it means lying to her and pretending they were the perfect couple before her accident.
But memories have a way of returning, no matter how deeply they’ve been buried. And when Heaven finally regains hers, the truth of Damien’s betrayal and the agony of her past come crashing back. Faced with the lies he spun and the love he now offers, Heaven must decide whether she can forgive the man who broke her beyond repair… or if some wounds can never truly heal.
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Chapter: CHAPTER FORTY-EIGHT: THE ENEMY OF MY ENEMYLilian's POVGosh, I don't know why my useless maid won't stop bothering me. Mira has been going on and on about this food for hours.“Miss Lilian, please,” she says again, holding the tray pleadingly. “You need to eat something.”I can't even be bothered to look at her. I’m sitting in the vanity, staring at my own reflection, tracing the perfect lines of my face with my eyes. How could anyone resist this? How could he resist this?What the fuck happened to us?One moment, Damien was head over heels in love with me—obsessed, really. He didn't give a damn about his vows or his useless wife.Now, all of a sudden… he's what? In love with her??My stomach suddenly rumbles but I ignore it knowing my perfect figure has been curated from years of discipline.“Miss Lilian, please…” Mira begs again, her voice grating on my last nerve. And even though she probably means well, she's getting on my fucking nerves.“I said I'm not hungry!! Get out,” I snap, finally whipping my head around to glare
Last Updated: 2025-12-18
Chapter: CHAPTER FORTY-SEVEN: A SEAT AT THE TABLEDamien’s POVThe city peels past my windshield as I drive. My hands are steady on the wheel revealing my barely contained fury.I'm trying not to lose it. Really, I am.My father used to say a man’s worth could be measured by how well he could command a room and control his emotions. As I turn onto the private building, I park at the side, cut the engine, and sit for a beat longer than necessary.I laugh self deprecatingly at the situation I'm faced with. I didn’t expect it.I never would have expected it from him. And that, more than anything, irritates me.I step out of the car, taking a deep breath to appear calm. Cold. Inside, the floor is polished stone. The building's design is truly immaculate. The men stationed near the entrance nod respectfully as I enter. There was a time I thought I’d choose differently.Back then, the business was something I wanted nothing to do with. A family legacy that I had detested. But the world has a way of reminding you where you belong. When
Last Updated: 2025-12-15
Chapter: CHAPTER FORTY-SIX: I'M A PROFESSIONAL, I PROMISE Heaven’s POVThe moment my legs start functioning again, I beeline straight for the bathroom before anyone can get a good look at me.I grip the sink and wince at my reflection. My hair looks like I tried to wrestle someone... and lost. My cheeks are still pink, and my neck—Dear God. Did he have to mark me too?I splash cold water on my face, trying to cool the heat still rolling through me. I dab at my lipstick, reapply, blot, reapply again because it’s still not looking right. I grab my comb and attempt to smooth my hair back into something resembling “I am a professional adult” instead of “my billionaire husband just pleasured me in the car.”I exhale shakily.“Okay. Okay. You’re fine. Everything is totally normal.”My reflection raises a very judgmental eyebrow but I can't do anything about it so I groan and step out of the restroom.My phone buzzes.Damien: Have a good day at work, babe.Me: I can’t even walk straight.Damien: Not my fault you’re easy for me, baby.My knees thr
Last Updated: 2025-12-13
Chapter: CHAPTER FORTY-FIVE: OUR KIND OF NORMAL Damien’s POV She’s still curled in my lap, warm and soft, her cheek pressed over my heart like she’s listening to it beat just for her.My fingers trace idle patterns along her spine, through the thin silk of the little slip she slept in.The room smells faintly of sex and her vanilla-and-jasmine scent, and for the first time in hours, my head is blissfully quiet.I press my lips to her temple and feel her smile against my shirt.“You going into the office today, baby?” I ask, my voice still rough from what she did to me against the door.Her head jerks up, eyes widening. “Oh—that’s right.” She sits up straighter, hands gripping my shirt lightly. “I actually wanted to tell you something.”My brows lift. “What is it, baby?”Her cheeks flush that perfect shade of pink I’ll never get tired of. She swats my chest lightly. “Well, Sydney’s major investor for the new line just pulled out. Like, completely bailed. She’s panicking because they’re supposed to show at Paris Fashion Week in eigh
Last Updated: 2025-12-09
Chapter: CHAPTER FORTY-FOUR: STEADYING HIS STORM Heaven’s POVMy eyes blink open into darkness.For a second, I don’t know why I wake up so early—until the empty space beside me registers.Damien isn’t here.I stretch my hand across the sheets. It's cold. A strange tug curls in my stomach.Where did he go? At this hour? Did something happen to him?I slip out of bed, wrapping my arms around myself as I pad across the room. The minute I step outside I hear the low voices coming from his study.Raised urgent voices.I freeze.What...are they talking about?My heartbeat kicks up, but my feet move on their own. I inch closer, blinking against the dim lighting, and press my ear to the door.“…not adding up—”“—Felix might’ve—”“—keep it quiet until—”I strain to hear more, my brows knitting tighter. What are they talking about? Why is Damien—Suddenly, there's complete silence.My breath catches.Shit.Before I can step back, my husband's deep voice cuts through the thick quiet. “Baby… we know you’re there.”I jolt backward. Fuck. The h
Last Updated: 2025-12-08
Chapter: CHAPTER FORTY-THREE: BLOOD AT MY DOORSTEPSDiego’s POV Why the fuck is the warehouse so cold? I don't know why I have to be the one to deal with this dumb bimbo.I'd never even understood how Damien preferred this fake plastic slut to his gorgeous wife but whatever, that's not my business. At least his brain is back.I shove the gun barrel under Lilian’s chin, and her whole body trembles. “Move,” I mutter, annoyed at the speed she's walking with.I don’t know what she did. Damien didn’t tell me, and I didn’t ask cause I don't care. Orders are orders. And you don’t survive in Damien’s circle by being curious. You survive by shutting up and doing the damn job.Her heels scrape against the floor as I march her inside. She barely fights, just stares at me with fear. Ugh, weak people grate my nerves the most.I drop her onto the chair in the center of the room. And I’m looping a rope around her wrist when—CLANG.A metal impact from somewhere in the dark.What the fuck? Is there someone here?“Stay put,” I growl, even though she
Last Updated: 2025-12-07
RUIN MY 4.0
Nikolai pins Aiden to the cadaver table, shoves his hand into his pants, and fists his throbbing cock with one ruthless stroke.
Aiden’s head slams back, a broken moan ripping free as Nikolai jacks his dick raw and fast, his thumb grinding the slick head until Aiden’s hips fuck helplessly into his grip. “Fuckkkk...”
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Aiden Cross who grew up dirt-poor clawed his way into the nation’s top medical school with nothing but his brilliance, every perfect grade is another step toward the day he’ll destroy the father who abandoned him and his family.
Then Nikolai Serrano shows up: filthy-rich, unfairly beautiful, and somehow able to match Aiden’s perfect scores without breaking a sweat. He invades Aiden’s classes, his space, his every thought, until the tension between them detonates in the dead of night.
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Chapter: CHAPTER TWENTY: BACK TO MY LIFEA WEEK LATER… Nikolai’s POVI woke to the low hum of the coffee maker and the faint clatter of cereal bowls downstairs. I don’t need to turn to know that Aiden’s already slipped out of bed. Sunlight slanted through the half-open blinds, striping the rumpled sheets. His side of the bed was still warm though, the indent of his body a silent invitation to stay longer, but I could hear him laughing all the way from the kitchen, and that brought a smirk on my face. God, I loved that they were getting used to living with me.I tugged on my pajama pants—and padded barefoot out of my room then down the stairs. They were both at the island when I stepped into the kitchen. Aiden listened as Lily yapped on and on instead of eating her cereal.Lily was perched on a stool, swinging her legs, already dressed for school in the new outfit she’d been talking about for days: a denim overall dress over a striped long-sleeve, bright pink sneakers that lit up when she kicked her heels. She was chatte
Last Updated: 2025-12-14
Chapter: CHAPTER NINETEEN: PLEASURABLE Aiden’s POVThe moment Nikolai’s hand closes around my dick, my entire body lights up like a live wire. Heat surges through me, pooling low in my stomach, and I can’t stop the shaky exhale that spills from my lips. His grip is firm, confident, exactly the way he does everything—owning every inch of me without asking permission, because he already knows I’ll give it.I arch into his touch, hips bucking involuntarily, chasing more friction. God, the way he strokes me makes my head spin. His thumb sweeps over the head, spreading the slickness there, and I whimper, the sound embarrassingly needy even to my own ears.Nikolai pulls back just enough to look down at me, dark eyes glittering in the low light. His lips curve into a dangerous smirk. “Look at you,” he murmurs. “Already so fucking desperate for me. You want me, don't you malysh?”I try to answer, but all that comes out is a broken little moan as he twists his wrist on the upstroke. My face burns at the nickname and I nod to resp
Last Updated: 2025-12-14
Chapter: CHAPTER EIGHTEEN: THINGS YOU ASK IN THE DARKNikolai’s POVI lean back against the headboard, Aiden tucked against my side. His head rests on my chest, one arm slung loosely over my waist, and I can feel the steady rise and fall of his breathing syncing with mine. The room is dim. We've been like this for a while. Since Lily ate and went to bed, we just decided to stay cuddled up beside each other for the rest of the night or at least till we fall asleep.It's so peaceful. Usually, my mind is a storm of thoughts, plans, risks, and the weight of what to do. But here, with him, it quiets.He shifts, tilting his head up to look at me. "Hey," he murmurs softly."Hey," I echo, my thumb brushing his cheek.He hesitates to say something, biting his lip in that way that always makes me want to kiss him senseless. "Can I ask you something?"I nod, keeping my expression neutral. "Anything."Aiden props himself up on one elbow, his warmth still pressed close. "We talked about my family the other day... my dad, all that mess. But you never
Last Updated: 2025-12-13
Chapter: CHAPTER SEVENTEEN: FIND HIM FOR MEAiden's POVI’ve been staring at the same paragraph for… I don’t even know how long. Long enough for the words to stop looking like English.Focus, Aiden. Focus.Yeah, that’s working great so far.I drag my palm down my face and sigh, trying to convince myself that this textbook is important, but I can't stop thinking about Nikolai.As if I summoned him, I hear his footsteps approaching.Great timing.I try to read harder, but it doesn't work.Nikolai steps into the living room, and my body tingles. He has this dramatic presence that makes my thoughts scatter whenever he's near.He glances around, then at me. “Where’s Lily?”“Oh— she’s, um… she’s taking a nap,” I manage, pushing my glasses up even though they didn’t slip. Why did I do that? Why do I do anything?His eyes stay on me for a beat too long. Or maybe it just feels long because I'm nervous.Then he tilts his head a little. “I didn’t know you wore glasses.”Oh. “My, uh… my eyes get tired when I read,” I say, which is technica
Last Updated: 2025-12-09
Chapter: CHAPTER SIXTEEN: THE DON'S COMMANDRoman Serrano’s POVI barely hide my annoyance for the boy sitting across from me— he shouldn't even be a man. He's too pretty. And far too weak.I'd used him as a pawn for years. In our line of business, trust is a liability and I couldn't afford to leave my son unsupervised. Safe to say, he wasn't very pleased when he found out his best friend was a spy.That was one of the many reasons he ran from his responsibility to the mafia.Pathetic.I swirl the vodka in my glass, watching the boy fidget. “Look at me,” I say quietly.His gaze snaps up like immediately. Good. At least he remembers to follow instructions.“You know why you’re here.”He swallows. “Yes sir.”“You will go to America and find Nikolai.” I tell him, my voice cold, leaving no room for disobedience. “I don't care how you'll do it but you will claim my son's loyalty again.”My son… he inherited my strength and my stubbornness. The longer he stays away from Russia, the more my power gets questioned.Foolish child.I le
Last Updated: 2025-12-08
Chapter: CHAPTER FIFTEEN: GHOSTS OF THE PASTNIKOLAI'S POV I flip the final pancake onto the stack and glance at the clock.I’m still sweating a little from the quick five-mile run I squeezed in at dawn, because if I don’t burn off this ridiculous energy, I’m going to do something stupid like pin Aiden to the counter and...Lily pads into the kitchen, her hair a wild mess. Her eyes go comically wide. “Wow. Nikolai… you can cook?”I snort. “You exaggerate.”She scrambles onto the stool, her legs swinging, and immediately steals three pieces of bacon before I can plate them properly.“Aiden never makes breakfast this good,” she says around a mouthful. “He burns the toast all the time.”I grin. “I’m better than Aiden at a lot of things, kid. Get used to it.”Aiden appears in the doorway looking freshly showered, his hair damp and curling at the ends.I give a small smile at what Aiden’s wearing. My hoodie swallows him whole and I want to keep him in it forever.His cheeks are flushed, eyes still a little glassy from sleep.God, he
Last Updated: 2025-12-06
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