His contract, my chains
Alina Rivera's world comes crashing down when her father suffers a stroke and falls into a coma, leaving her to save the family company from the brink of collapse. With clients walking away, investors losing confidence, and the board questioning her ability to lead, desperation pushes her toward an offer she never imagined accepting.
Marry Damien Black.
The ruthless billionaire CEO promises to rescue Rivera Enterprise, but only if Alina agrees to become his wife for twelve months.
With no other choice, she signs the contract.
What Alina doesn't know is that Damien has spent years waiting for this opportunity. Haunted by a painful childhood and driven by a grudge he inherited from his father, he believes the Riveras destroyed his family. Marrying Alina isn't an act of kindness. It's the first step in a carefully planned revenge.
But living under the same roof changes everything.
As walls begin to crumble and unexpected feelings emerge, Damien finds himself torn between the vengeance he's carried for years and the woman he never intended to love.
When long-buried secrets come to light, Alina discovers the truth behind their marriage and the devastating reason Damien chose her.
Betrayed and heartbroken, she walks away.
Now Damien must decide whether he's willing to lose the only person who ever made him believe in something more than revenge.
In a story of love, betrayal, forgiveness, and second chances, two broken hearts must confront the past before they can have a future.
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Chapter: You taste incredibleAlina's POV --- He walked out. The door clicked shut behind him. I stood there in the middle of his penthouse, surrounded by his furniture, his art, his scent in the air. My knees gave out. I sank onto the sofa, my hands shaking, my lips still burning, my heart still racing. My skin still tingled where he'd touched me. My lips still ached for the kiss he'd denied me. I was furious with him and even more furious with myself, my body buzzing with a mix of anger, shame, and something far more dangerous that I refused to name. I'd saved the company. I'd signed my freedom away. And somewhere deep down, in a place I refused to acknowledge, I knew Damien was right. I did want him. I hated him for it. Hated myself for it even more. I forced myself to stand. To walk. To leave. I grabbed my purse and stumbled out of the penthouse, not looking back. The elevator ride down felt endless. The lobby was empty. The doorman nodded as I passed, but I didn't see him. I didn't see anything. I dr
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Chapter: You're mineAlina's POV --- I drove home in a daze. The city blurred past me, stoplights, pedestrians, the usual midday chaos. I didn't see any of it. My mind was stuck on my plan. Deep down in that quiet place I didn't want to admit, I knew that my plan wasn't going to work. The partnerships, the data, the whiteboard flowchart… it was all smoke. I pulled into my driveway. The house was quiet, too quiet. I'd lived alone since I graduated, and the silence had never bothered me before. But today, it felt heavy. Like the walls were waiting for me to break. And then I saw it. A package. Sitting on my front doorstep. Crisp white cardboard, no return address. But written across the top in elegant black ink, three words that made my stomach drop: Tik Tok Princess. Damien. He'd called me that once, mockingly, after I'd stumbled through a presentation about social media strategy. He'd said, "Stick to your little Tik Tok dances, princess. Leave the real business to the adults." I'd hated him for it.
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Chapter: sixty daysI covered my face with both hands, groaning. "Fine. Yes. He was big. Yes, he knew exactly what he was doing. And yes, it was the best sex I've ever had. Are you happy now?"Phoebe squealed. "Does Adrian know about this?. But this is incredible. You hate him. He hates you. And you had mind-blowing, earth shattering, can't-walk-the-next-day sex. This is literally a romance novel.""Except in romance novels, the guy doesn't show up the next day to gloat about it. And no Adrian doesn't know about this, why the hell would I tell him. Oh I should just call and say hey Adrian, I cheated?!.""Yeah maybe and don't beat yourself about it he was literally absent and you were lonely." she said, still giggling. "But honestly? This is the most interesting thing that's happened to you in months. You've been so stressed, so sad. At least for one night, you forgot everything."I was quiet. She wasn't wrong."And," she continued, "you have to admit, it's kind of hot. The whole enemies-to-lovers thing.
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Chapter: juicy bits---I closed the door and leaned my forehead against the cool glass. My hands were shaking. I thought about my father in his hospital bed, his steady breathing, his absolute stillness.And I thought about Damien’s face. The way he’d looked at me. Like I was a problem he’d finally figured out how to solve.I didn’t cry. I didn’t scream. I just stood there, staring at the empty hallway, and wondered if my father would have been proud of me for slamming that door, or if he would have told me to take the deal.I walked back towards my desk. For a second, I stood completely still, jaw locked, nails biting into my palms. Then the rage broke free.I grabbed the vase on my desk. The one with fresh lilies Ivy had placed that morning and hurled it against the wall. It shattered into a thousand glittering pieces, water spilling across the floor like blood from a wound.The crash drew Ivy in almost instantly. Her eyes widened at the mess, but before she could speak, I cut her off sharply.“Get the
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Chapter: Three days --- The reflection of the sun through the window across my face woke me up. The bed was cold and rumpled from last night. My head was pounding, my body aching. I sat up, clutching the sheet to my chest, and looked around. The room was a mess. My dress on the floor, his shirt draped over the chair, the sheets tangled and twisted. Evidence of what had happened. But he was gone. I swung my legs out of bed and walked to the living room. Empty. The bathroom. Empty. The kitchen. Empty. He'd left a note on the counter. Just a few words in sharp, precise handwriting: Had to leave.-D I stared at the note. My hands were shaking. My head was spinning. D? I tried to remember. The bar. The whiskey. A man. A handsome man with dark hair and piercing eyes. We'd talked, laughed or I was the one laughing. Then I kissed me. But his face... I couldn't quite place it. I pressed my palms to my eyes, trying to force the memory. But it was fragments. A cologne I recognized. A voice that sounded
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Chapter: Damien...ahhhhhhh“shhh....," he interrupted me. "I know what you need." He lifted me easily, and I wrapped my legs around his waist. He carried me to the couch, laying me down on the cushions. His body covered mine, pressing me into the soft fabric. He stripped off his shirt. I reached for his belt, fumbling with the buckle. He laughed,a low, dark sound and helped me. His pants fell away. His boxers followed. And then I saw him. His cock was thick and long, jutting out from a thatch of dark hair, the tip already glistening. My clit twitched at the sight of him, throbbing with need. I'd imagined this,hated myself for imagining it but the reality was so much more. "Holy shit," I breathed. His eyes found mine. There was a glint of something dangerous in them. Amusement. Or maybe hunger. "Surprised?" he asked. I was too turned on to answer. He laughed again, and the sound sent a thrill through me. He settled over me, his body covering mine. I felt his cock brush against my thigh, hot and hard, a
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