Novels by Divinr

ISLA“I was raised in a world where love doesn’t exist,” I said quietly.Adrian didn’t interrupt. He just listened.“My father was a gambler. A bad one. And when he got into debt, he did what every selfish man does, he wanted to start selling my body to different men to pay off his debt but Morelli was the first customer he had and he didn't touch me instead we made a deal. He will pay off my father's debt and take me away from his cruel world, but only if I agree to do anything he wants. So he bought me to pay my father's debt and save me from cruelty but he became my worst nightmare.Adrian’s expression darkened slightly, but he stayed silent. I let out a bitter laugh. “He didn’t buy me out of love, Adrian. He bought me out of convenience. To him, I was just another possession to control. And when I refused to be obedient, he made sure I knew the consequences.”Adrian’s eyes darkened. “He hurt you?”I swallowed hard. “Not in the way you’re thinking. Victor doesn’t get his han

ISLAThe tension in the room was thick enough to choke on.Elena Russo stood there in her designer heels, her red-painted lips curved into an annoyingly perfect smirk.I recognized her immediately.I mean, who wouldn’t?She was practically a socialite princess, always appearing in magazines beside Adrian like they were some golden couple destined for each other.And now, she was here.Looking at me.Looking at my stomach.Her expression never faltered, but I saw the flash of something in her eyes.Disdain?Anger?Jealousy?I couldn’t tell.But I didn’t trust her.“Adrian,” she said, her voice smooth and possessive, like she had every right to be here. “Why didn’t you tell me you were back?”Adrian leaned against his desk, arms crossed.“I didn’t think I had to,” he said simply.I almost smirked.Almost.But then Elena turned her sharp gaze back to me.“And you,” she said sweetly, stepping closer. “How long have you been… in Adrian’s life?”I knew what she meant.She wanted to know how

ISLA povI always knew I had bad luck.But this?This was a whole new level of disaster.LATER AT NIGHT The penthouse was pitch black, and I was thirsty.So I made my way to the kitchen, half-asleep, reaching for the light switch.That’s when I heard it.A noise.My heart stopped.Then I saw a shadowy figure standing by the fridge.I froze.A thief.I didn’t even think.Didn’t hesitate.I grabbed the nearest heavy item I could weight, I lifted it over my head…..And swung.THWACK!The figure let out a loud curse and stumbled back.That’s when I finally turned on the lights.And saw Adrian.Adrian Kingston.Holding his head.With murder in his eyes.My stomach dropped. “Oh.”“Oh?” His voice was deadly. “You hit me with a frying pan.”“I—I thought you were a thief!”He exhaled sharply, looking up at the ceiling like he was praying for patience.Then, in a voice so calm it was terrifying, he said, “Go to your room before I change my mind about letting you live.”I ran.*********“I’m go

ISLA povI should have known Adrian wouldn’t be able to handle this.Men never could.The moment we got back to his penthouse, I could feel the tension radiating off him. His jaw was tight, his movements sharp and impatient as he stalked into the kitchen, grabbing a glass of water like it was the only thing keeping him from throwing me out.I tried to ignore him.Tried to focus on the fact that, for the first time in months, I wasn’t sleeping on a stiff mattress in a run-down motel. That I wasn’t watching my back every second, waiting for Victor Morelli’s men to find me and drag me back to hell.But it was hard to ignore Adrian Kingston.Especially when he turned his sharp gaze on me like I was a problem he couldn’t quite figure out how to solve.“You’re staying here,” he said finally. Not a question. A statement.I set my half-eaten sandwich down. “For how long?”His eyes flickered down to my stomach before snapping back up.“Until we figure out if you’re lying.”My chest tightened.

Adrian povI stood at the head of the table, surveying the room. "Good morning, shareholders. I trust you've all received the quarterly reports?"The shareholders nodded in unison.I got straight to the point. "Our profits are up 5% from last quarter, and we're on track to meet our annual projections."John raised his hand. "Mr knight, that's impressive, but what about the recent rumors of a potential merger with Smithson Inc.?"I maintained my neutral expression. "I can neither confirm nor deny those rumors. What I can tell you is that we're constantly exploring opportunities to expand our market share and increase shareholder value."Maria spoke up, her voice laced with skepticism. "But what about the potential risks involved in such a merger? We can't just ignore the concerns of our investors."I remained unfazed. "Risks are inherent in any business decision. I assure you, our team has conducted thorough analyses, and we're confident in our ability to deal with any challenges tha

ISLA POV I’d imagined this moment a thousand times. Walking into Knight Industries, standing face-to-face with Adrian Knight, and telling him the truth. None of my versions ended with me being thrown out by security. The second the words left my mouth, “I’m pregnant.” the entire lobby froze. Heads turned, whispers rippled through the air, and the receptionist’s smug expression faltered. Adrian stopped mid-stride. His tall, imposing figure towered over the rest of the room. Dressed in a crisp black suit, he looked every bit the powerful billionaire, completely untouchable. His sharp blue eyes locked onto me, unreadable, calculating. For a moment, I thought I saw something flicker in them. But then his gaze darkened. “Take her out,” he ordered. Two guards stepped forward. I took a shaky step back, pressing a hand to my stomach. “You can’t just ignore this,” I said, voice unsteady but determined. “This is your child.” Silence. Then, in the coldest voice I’d ever heard, he