Chapter: Chapter 8AILANI’S POV.The cab dropped me off in front of the hospital and I walked down the hallways to my grandma's ward.“Hey Josh, how's she doin-” before I could finish my sentence Josh pulled me to the side, his eyes were scanning frantically as if we were going to get caught doing something bad.“What happened?” I asked drawing his attention, and he wrapped his arms around me.“I was worried about you , are you okay?” His touch was possessive.“Huh, why wouldn't I be okay?” I asked confused.“There were these sketchy looking men that came around the hospital saying they were hired to protect your grandma.” He started. “When I told them to leave they flashed me their guns and told me to mind my business.”“Ali please tell me you're not in trouble,” he grabbed my shoulders, eyes desperately searching mine for answers.I didn't know what to tell him because I was not so sure myself. Was I really in trouble?“I'm fine Josh, I hired them to watch over her.” “You don't need to worry.” I gave
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Chapter: Chapter 6AILANI’S POV.“What the fuck are you doing in here?”I spinned around sharply bumping into a shelf, the wood shaking and threatening to fall over.I closed my eyes prepared for the impact.The sound of old books and the smell of the dust that covered them invaded my senses. A few moments passed after not feeling the impact so I opened my eyes. They widened from what they were witnessing.The wood hanging above our heads had splintered into two sharp ends and one of them pierced Enzo in his right arm, just below his elbow. Blood gushing out from the assaulted area.He must have used it to shield us from the impact of the fall. I reached for his arm,but he jerked it away from me.“Your bleeding!!” I exclaimed, using my scarf to staunch the bleeding. He didn't look the least bit phased that he was injured. In fact if it wasn't for the blood as evidence, I would have thought I imagined everything.He watched me as I tried to stop the bleeding as much as possible, never once taking his eyes
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Chapter: Chapter 5.AILANI’S POV.Have you lost your damn mind?” Daylia reprimanded me, while I folded the remaining of my stuff into my luggage.“You can't just move in with a man you hardly know, what if he's a serial killer.”“You watch too many true crime documentaries.” I scoffed.“I'm just saying if you have to move in with him just to work, it sounds like some nasty shit is going down.” She flopped on my bed, her eyebrows creased.The conversation from his office kept playing in my mind. FLASHBACK“Architetta.” He leaned over the desk, hands gripping each side while his voice dropped dangerously low. ”Then this job may take more from you than you expect.” Architetta?I squinted my eyes at the nickname, the way the Italian accent rolled off his tongue sounded almost sinful. It makes me weak everytime.“Do you understand?” He tilted his head, angling his lips with mine.“Crystal.” I let out a heated breath.He drew back letting more space between us. “Before finalising the contract
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Chapter: Chapter 4AILANI’S POV)And at the corner of those glass walls stood Enzo Romano … Shirtless!!!.Warmth coated me, flushing my skin bright red. I had to wrestle a gasp back down before it was able to make an ugly appearance.His broad shoulders were drenched in the golden rays from the sun. His torso was marked with scars, spanning across his back in cruel slashes. The image itself should be appalling but it only heightens his masculinity. A suit jacket hung lazily from his desk chair, discarded while his dress shirt laid unbuttoned in the seat, both fabrics as if they never existed, totally forgotten.I could feel him in every inch of this room. This man looked like he could end humanity with one wave of his hand. “You're late.” He mentioned, his voice thick with an Italian accent and hands dug low into his pockets.I tore my gaze from the sharp linings of his back. My mouth watering at the sight.This was the man I was supposed to deal with?!! God really had favourites.“And you’re inappro
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Chapter: Chapter 3AILANI’S POV( PRESENT).On the outside, it looks like a multibillion dollar company, clean slate, impeccable reputation. But it's all a farce. A beautiful image painted and wrapped in pretty lies.Drugs, guns, ammunition, name it. They do it all. These bastards have no morals and I can bet my money that this project is just another means to fund their criminal lifestyle.How convenient.What's not convenient is that I have to come all the way to his penthouse to sign a damn contract.I could have done it yesterday but he was supposedly busy with scheduled meetings, so the contract finalisation has to be done today.The bus was as crowded as it could be on a Monday morning. A mixture of sweat, perfumes and body odour, not a pleasant one but it's quite common on this side of town. Just a bunch of hustlers trying to make a living and put food on the table.We finally pulled up at my station and I got down. The building was even more massive than in the photos. My anxiety levels were risi
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A Contract Marriage With The Cruel Heir.
Dark RomanceDramaThird-Person POVDominantHeir/HeirnessHidden IdentityAge GapContract MarriageWeak to Strong
SYNOPSIS
Mirabel Harrington was born with a rare water allergy in a family that only cares about perfection. They hide her away and treat her like a silent maid in her own home, while her adopted sister Isabella gets all the love and attention.
One night at Isabella’s birthday gala, Mirabel accidentally spills water on a masked guest, the ruthless billionaire Dante Virelli. The water triggers her painful allergy right in front of everyone. Dante, who is the son of his father’s mistress, needs to get married before he turns 29 or he will lose his father’s entire empire forever. He offers Mirabel a deal: stay with him for just ninety days and they can both escape their toxic families.
What starts as a cold arrangement in his fancy penthouse slowly turns into a secret contract marriage to help him claim his inheritance.
Behind Dante’s icy personality is a desperate man who sees his own painful childhood in Mirabel’s suffering. As they spend more time together, he has to take care of her during her allergic reactions, and his cold mask begins to crack. Mirabel, who has always been invisible, starts to come alive. She learns to stand up for herself, reveals family secrets, and falls for the man who refuses to look away from her scars.
But Dante’s legitimate family, his half-brother Victor, and Isabella team up to tear them apart. When the fight for the inheritance gets dangerous and Mirabel’s health gets worse, both of them have to decide if their growing love is worth risking everything. In a world that punished them just for existing, can two broken people finally choose each other without any contracts or masks?
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Chapter: Chapter 13: One Heartbeat AwayThe drive to Saint Jude's Hospital was silent, save for the aggressive hum of the tires against the flooded pavement and the steady rhythm of the windshield wipers. In the back seat of the SUV, Mirabel sat frozen. Her hand was buried in mine, her fingers ice cold despite the heat in the cabin. I tightened my grip, drawing her hand onto my knee. "She's going to be fine," I said quietly. Mirabel kept her eyes on the rain streaking across the tinted window. "Her lips were blue, Dante. She wasn't moving her legs when your men carried her out." "The paramedics started warming her and treating her on the way here. The doctors will take care of the rest." "If she dies..." Her voice cracked. She turned to face me, her dark eyes filled with grief and guilt. "If she dies because I left that house, because I tried to build something for myself..." "Don't finish that sentence." I shifted toward her and gently held the back of her neck, bringing her forehead close to mine. "You didn't do t
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Chapter: Chapter 12: Broken Glass.[Dante] The rain drowned out every sound in the house. Mirabel had her head bowed against my chest, her breathing shallow and ragged. I couldn't figure out what was going through her mind in that absolute stillness, but the tension rolling off her was lethal. The key still swung between Isabella's digits, fueling Mirabel's anger. Taunting her. They should be done by now. A slow smirk lit up my face as I glanced past Marcus’s shoulder, taking in the empty space on the patio where the house caretaker was supposed to be standing watch. My gaze shifted back to Mirabel. Her shoulders were rigid, every muscle locked tight as if she were actually contemplating what Isabella had offered her. As if she were considering sacrificing herself to play into her family's twisted hands one last time. Not a chance, amor. "We decline your offer," I said, my arm tightening like iron around her waist, keeping her anchored firmly against my side. "I prefer my women less desperate." "Fine then." Is
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Chapter: Chapter 11: Diamond Glass.[Dante] I just got off the call with Marcus, fishing around for loopholes to get out of this damn board meeting today. Mirabel is not easily frightened; she's endured years of abuse. Abuse I'm determined to pay back as soon as this blows over. She's not ready to face them today. Not like this. Not to mention, she's still bothered about the statement we're supposed to release to the public. She's been glued to her phone all day. I heard her voice the second I swung the door open. Trembling and breathless, her eyes iced over and her skin paled two shades whiter. My chest tightened just looking at her. Just what happened while I was gone? I crossed the room in two long strides, snatching the phone from her shaky hands. "What is thi—" I started, just in time to catch the last sentence. "Mirabel, please come, she might actually die out there," a feminine voice cried from the line. She finally snapped out of it, grabbing a fistful of my sleeve, her eyes misty and red. "I–I've
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Chapter: Chapter 10: The Sound of Silence.Evening had fallen, and the sky wore a bruised pink hue from the setting sun. Mirabel stayed trapped between the table and Dante, each of his arms braced on either side of her, brushing against her hips through the light fabric of her uniform. “Ca–can you t–take a step back?” Mirabel stuttered, her heart pounding loud in her ears. Dante only leaned closer, whispering right against her ear, clearly amused. “Why? Can't focus? Am I distracting you?” Mirabel huffed out a breath, her cheeks flushed from his teasing. Without thinking, she raised her foot, aiming a sharp kick for his knee. It didn't connect. She struck air, letting out a sharp yelp as she lost her footing momentarily. She squeezed her eyes shut, bracing herself for the hard impact of the floor. Instead, her wrist was caught in a rough, calloused palm as an arm wrapped firmly around her waist just below the small of her back, yanking her hard against him. Her hands flew out, pressing flat against his chest in a despe
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Chapter: Chapter 9: Not Normal.[Mirabel] The car was silent for the first few minutes. Mirabel stared out the window, watching her family's estate shrink in the side mirror until it vanished. "You're shaking," Dante observed. Mirabel looked down at her hands. He was right. They were trembling, now that the adrenaline was finally starting to fade. "I just threatened my family," she said, almost to herself. "I stood in front of them and told them I would destroy them." "You didn't threaten them," Dante said. "You gave them a way out. There's a difference. I would never have shown them that kind of mercy." She turned to look at him, really look at him. The sharp line of his jaw. The intensity in his dark eyes. The careful way he held himself, like he was always ready for a fight. Maybe he was. "Um, if it's not too much trouble," she muttered, fiddling with her fingers and biting her lip, "I forgot a few things back at the mansion. They're kind of important to me. I didn't really pack anything yesterday be
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Chapter: Chapter 8: What she wants.Chapter 8: What She Wants.The grip on Mirabel's shoulder vanished as Dante yanked Isabella backward, spinning her away like a ragdoll. Isabella stumbled, catching herself against the doorframe, her carefully constructed mask cracking for just a moment."Are you hurt?" Dante's hands found Mirabel's arms, his eyes roaming her face with an intensity that made her breath catch. His thumb brushed the corner of her lip where Isabella's slap had split the skin. "She hit you.""It's nothing," Mirabel whispered, but her voice trembled."It's not nothing." His jaw tightened. "Tell me what happened. All of it."Behind him, Isabella was already recovering, smoothing her dress and summoning tears. "Dante, please, you don't understand—she's unstable, and she's been having episodes...""Not a word out of you." Dante didn't even turn around.Isabella's mouth snapped shut, genuine shock flickering across her features. Her father appeared in the hallway, wrinkles lining the corners of his mouth."Dant
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