The Christmas Contract
On the fourth day of Christmas, my true love sent me, heartbreak on a platter of gold. How thoughtful.
Melody Hart once believed December carried its own charm, everything feels beautiful and magical, and she would be having a Christmas wedding, something she’d dreamed of since childhood. But magic turned to ash the moment she walked in on the man she loved, unwrapping someone else like a gift.
Determined to start over, she runs to New York City with nothing but a bruised heart and an almost empty bank account . She isn’t searching for miracles anymore. She just wants a job, a bed that’s not a borrowed couch, and one peaceful night where she doesn’t cry herself to sleep.
Just like she had her problems, Logan Russo had his. He needs a woman for Christmas, someone who would be able to act in front of his whole family, just to get them off his neck. Melody needs two hundred thousand dollars. Neither of them needs love.
The universe brought them together, two desperate strangers who needed each other. What started off as a confrontation at the airport, soon blossomed into something beautiful. She got her Christmas miracle after all.
All that was short-lived because the universe had other plans. But this time, how much can she take, how willing is she to protect what she's built? Only time will tell.
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Chapter: Feliz Navidad From ParisThe moment the private jet touched down in Paris, Melody felt it. She was freezing. It wasn’t subtle. It slipped through the seams of comfort and wrapped around her bones the second the aircraft door opened. She instinctively pulled her thick jacket tighter around herself, silently thanking herself for listening when she packed it. New York cold had nothing on this. This was sharp, clean, biting but not unpleasant. Like she had truly arrived somewhere else.The runway was busy but calm, the kind of quiet efficiency that came with money and order. There was no rush, no crowd, no shouting. Just movement that made sense. Men in dark coats waited beside sleek black SUVs, doors already open, engines humming softly as if they’d been waiting the whole day for their arrival.She turned around her slowly, taking it all in.“Welcome to Paris mama,” Logan whispered softly into her ears as she smiled.This was her life. Right now.Logan stepped beside her, naturally placing a hand at her lower b
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Chapter: Hard Nut To CrackMelody zipped her suitcase and sat on the edge of the bed for a moment, staring at it like she didn’t quite believe what she’d just done. Packed and ready to fly to Paris, the word still felt unreal in her mouth. She hadn’t packed much, Logan had told her to pack light, and for once, she listened. A few dresses she hadn’t worn yet, tags still intact. Two pairs of heels, flats, comfortable sneakers. A jacket she loved, it was a gift from her mum and she remembered how many months it took her mother to save up for this jacket. Since people always talked about how romantic Paris is, she figured it wouldn't be a bad idea to dress romantic while in Paris.She was done packing in no time, and then she got dressed. She wore her comfortable sweatpants, a matching sweatshirt, her coat wrapped snug around her shoulders, sneakers laced tight. She tied her hair back, glanced at her reflection, and smiled faintly.Logan already texted her that his driver would be picking her up soon, maybe in les
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Chapter: The Pregnancy NewsMelody stirred under the heavy weight of her blankets, her body still aching from last night’s exhaustion. She didn’t want to open her eyes. Not yet. Not because she didn’t want to face the day, but because she simply needed more time, more warmth, more silence. The sunlight crept lazily through the curtains, painting soft lines on her pillow. She could hear the faint hum of the city outside, cars, distant chatter, the occasional bark of a dog but it didn’t bother her. She was cocooned, tucked away from the world for just a few more minutes.Her phone buzzed on the bedside table. She groaned, turning over to silence it, muttering a half-hearted, “Not now.” But the buzzing didn’t stop. A second, insistent ring forced her to roll over, groggy fingers fumbling for the device. She glanced at the screen and her heart sank slightly. It could be Logan, but it wasn’t.“Hello?” she croaked, voice thick with sleep.“Melody! My darling! Are you awake?” Cynthia’s voice came through, groggy but
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Chapter: He Ate Her Real GoodSnow Brook Valley Snowbrook Valley was alive in the way only small towns knew how to be during Christmas. Not loud, not overwhelming just familiar. Everyone saying Merry Christmas, children running around, throwing snowballs at each other and making snowmen. Every coffee shop in town was overcrowded, and the fish market was packed. The town had a special meal they made with fresh fish and spicy soup.Brandon was exhausted and needed to rest and today was the town's Christmas nativity night. He would be attending because he just wanted to stay far away from Claudia. Their fights were becoming too much and it was exhausting.He stood in the bathroom, towel wrapped around his waist, staring at his reflection like it might give him answers. His shoulders sagged, exhaustion etched deep into his posture. It wasn’t physical tiredness. It was the kind that came from constant tension, from walking on eggshells, from conversations that always ended halfway because neither of them wanted to say
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Chapter: Don't Be A GrinchBy the time Melody zipped up her coat, she could feel it deep in her chest, the kind of excitement that had nothing to do with noise or crowds and everything to do with memory. The kind that warmed you from the inside even when the weather tried its hardest to freeze you out.Tara was already pacing the living room, phone in hand, checking the time for the third time in two minutes.“Relax,” Melody said, laughing softly as she slipped her scarf around her neck. “We’re not late.”“I know,” Tara replied, rolling her eyes. “I just don’t like crowds, people bumping into me like they're kind of blind. And I hate the stupid traffic.”“That’s because you’re a grinch,” Melody teased.Tara shot her a look. “I work almost twenty hour shifts surrounded by sickness and death. I’m allowed to be a grinch.”Melody smiled, because that was Tara, sharp on the outside, soft where it mattered. She grabbed her gloves from the table and paused, looking at her friend.“You look really good,” Melody said s
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Chapter: Wine And Good CheerThe living room smelled like cinnamon, pine, and freshly baked sugar. Melody stepped back slowly, tilting her head as she examined the Christmas tree standing proudly in the corner of the room. It was tall, almost brushing the ceiling and drenched in warm fairy lights that glowed softly against the walls. Red and gold ornaments hung from every branch, some glittering, some matte, some shaped like tiny bells and snowflakes. Candy canes peeked out from between the needles, and a silver star crowned the very top.She smiled, hands on her hips, admiring the job they've just done.“This is so beautiful,” Melody said softly.Tara, who was kneeling on the rug with a box of ornaments beside her, scoffed lightly as she reached for another bauble. “I know, right? But honestly, I feel like it’s a little bit too much. There’s just… a lot going on.”Melody laughed, the sound light and musical, and dropped down beside her on the floor. “Girl, it’s Christmas. Nothing is too much this time of the y
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