BURN FOR ME.... Mr COLE
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*BURN FOR ME, MR. COLE*
_Genre: Billionaire Romance | Forced Marriage | Possessive | Emotional_
*SYNOPSIS*
Ava Sinclair has 48 hours to save her 9-year-old brother.
The only man who can help her is *Damian Cole* — billionaire, ruthless, and the same man who destroyed her father 3 years ago.
His offer is simple:
*12 months. Be my wife. I’ll pay $2 million for your brother’s treatment.*
Trapped by desperation, Ava signs.
The wedding is cold. The contract is cruel.
But the nights? The nights are dangerous.
Behind closed doors, the devil starts to crack.
He asks before he kisses. He holds her hand while she sleeps.
And when his family tries to tear them apart, he stands in a boardroom and says:
*"She’s my wife. Anyone who touches her answers to me."*
Then comes the real test — her brother’s surgery.
In a hospital waiting room, the billionaire breaks.
"I lost my mother when I was 17. I can’t lose him too."
When the surgery succeeds, the contract between them burns.
What’s left is something neither of them planned for:
*Love.*
He married her for revenge.
Now he’d burn the world to keep her.
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*KEY TAGS*
#PossessiveBillionaire #ForcedMarriage #SlowBurn #EmotionalML #MedicalDrama #RevengeToLove
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Chapter: THE First THREAT*1 MONTH LATER*The penthouse had changed. Baby monitors. Bottles. Onesies everywhere. And Damian Cole, walking around in sweatpants with a baby strapped to his chest. "She's asleep," he whispered when he saw me in the kitchen. Eliza. 4 weeks old. Dead to the world on his chest. I smiled. "You're good at this." "I'm terrified," he whispered back. Kissed her head. "If I breathe wrong, she wakes up." I laughed. Poured coffee. "Welcome to parenthood, Mr. Cole." His phone buzzed. He checked it with one hand. Board report. He swiped it away. "Not today." The doorbell rang. We both froze. Damian's eyes went dark instantly. He handed me Eliza. "Stay here." "Damian—" He was already at the door. Peeking through the camera. It was Malrik. And a delivery guy. With flowers. Damian opened the door. "What is it?" Malrik held up the bouquet. White lilies. "These came to the office. No card. Security flagged it." Damian took them. Sniffed. His jaw tic
Last Updated: 2026-08-07
Chapter: One Month Later*ONE MONTH LATER* *COLE PENTHOUSE. 3:17 AM.*Crying. Not me. Her. Eliza. I was already sitting up before the sound fully registered. But Damian beat me to it. He was out of bed. Shirtless. Barefoot. In the nursery before I could even swing my legs over the side. "Got her," he called. Voice soft. "I got her, Ava. Go back to sleep." I smiled in the dark. Like hell I was going back to sleep. By the time I walked in, he was already rocking her. In just his boxers. Hair a mess. Dark circles under his eyes. And Eliza on his bare chest. "Shhh," he whispered to her. "I know, baby. I know. Daddy's here. Daddy's got you." She sniffled. Calmed. I leaned on the doorframe. "You know they have bottles, right? You don't have to do skin to skin every time she cries." Damian looked up. And grinned. "She likes my chest better." "Arrogant." "Accurate." He winked. He walked to me. Eliza between us. Kissed my forehead. "You should be sleeping." "So shoul
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Chapter: THe Night She Came*2 WEEKS EARLY. 2:17 AM.*Pain. Sharp. White. "Damian." No answer. "Damian!" I was gripping the sheets. Breathing hard. 8 months and 2 weeks. The baby decided to come early. The bedroom door flew open. Damian. Boxers. No shirt. Hair wild. "What's wrong?" "Water broke," I panted. "It's time." His face went blank. For 2 seconds. Then chaos. "Okay. Okay. Hospital. Bag. Keys. Call Dr. Harris—" "Damian." I grabbed his wrist. "Breathe." He looked at me. And I saw it. Terror. Pure terror. "You're okay," I whispered. "We got this. Remember?" He nodded. Once. Then he scooped me up like I weighed nothing. "Don't you dare drop me," I said through gritted teeth. "Never." --- *COLE PRIVATE HOSPITAL. 2:43 AM.* Room 711. Same floor as Liam was a year ago. But this time it was different. Nurses. Monitors. IV. Dr. Harris. "She's 6cm dilated. This is going fast." Damian hadn't let go of my hand. Not once. His other hand was gripping the bed rail
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Chapter: THE NIGHT HE BROKE*8 MONTHS PREGNANT*I couldn't sleep. The baby was kicking. Hard. And the house was too quiet. "Damian?" I whispered. No answer. The other side of the bed was cold. His side hadn't been slept in. My chest tightened. 8 months. Due in 4 weeks. And he wasn't here. I grabbed my robe and went downstairs. The penthouse was dark. Except for his office. Light under the door. I knocked. "Damian?" "Come in." His voice was rough. He was at the window. Whiskey in hand. Shirt unbuttoned. Tie on the floor. He looked wrecked. "What's wrong?" I asked. "It's 3AM." He didn't turn. "Nothing." "Damian. Look at me." He did. And god. His eyes were red. Jaw clenched. Like he was holding in a storm. "Board meeting tomorrow," he said. "Nothing you need to worry about." "Bullshit." I walked to him. "You've been doing this for a week. Coming home late. Not talking. Drinking." He set the glass down. Hard. "I said don't worry about it." "I'm 8 months pregn
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Chapter: 12 MONTHS LATER*ONE YEAR LATER*The sun was setting over Cole Vineyard. White chairs. Fairy lights. 200 guests. And me, in a white dress. Again. But this time it wasn’t a contract. This time it was real. “Avi! You look like a princess!” Liam ran up to me. Healthy. Hair grown back. No IV. No hospital bracelet. He was 10 now. And annoying as hell. I crouched and hugged him. “You look like a troublemaker.” “Guilty.” He grinned. “Mr. Cole said I can have 3 cakes today.” “Of course he did.” I laughed. The doors opened. And there he was. *Damian Cole.* Black tux. No tie. Hair a little messy like he ran his hands through it. But his eyes... his eyes were only on me. For a second the whole world disappeared. The past year flashed. Hospital rooms. Board fights. Late nights. Whiskey. And love. So much love. He stopped in front of me. “Hey, Mrs. Cole.” “Hey, Mr. Cole.” He took my hands. Kissed my knuckles. “You sure about this? Second time’s a charm?” I smiled.
Last Updated: 2026-08-07
Chapter: THE AFTERMATHI woke up to sunlight and arms around me. Damian. He was still holding me. Like he was afraid I’d disappear if he let go. My phone buzzed again. *Liam: Ice cream???* I laughed into Damian’s chest. “He’s awake. He wants ice cream.” Damian’s eyes opened. Dark. Soft. “Then we’re getting him ice cream.” He kissed my forehead. “Good morning, Mrs. Cole.” “Good morning.” For 5 minutes the world was perfect. Then his phone rang. *VICTORIA* He stared at it. Didn’t answer. It rang again. “Answer it,” I said quietly. He did. Speaker. “Damian. We need to talk. Now.” Victoria’s voice was ice. “About what, Aunt?” “About the stunt you pulled in the boardroom. About her.” A pause. “And about the $2 million you funneled into Sinclair Medical without board approval.” Damian’s jaw tightened. “We’ll talk at 10. My office.” He hung up. I sat up. “What did she mean? $2 million?” “Nothing you need to worry about.” “Damian.” He sighed. Ran a hand through his
Last Updated: 2026-08-07
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