Married To The Farmer
Haelyn Eastwood has always lived a life of luxury—until one scandal sends her away from the city and into a marriage she never wanted.
Dean McDermott is everything she hates: a quiet farmer with no interest in her money, fame, or spoiled attitude. But what begins as a forced marriage soon turns into a love neither of them can escape.
Just when Haelyn finally feels at home, a chilling warning arrives:
Leave the town, or die.
Then she discovers the truth—she was adopted, and her biological father wants her dead for the fortune she unknowingly inherited.
But Haelyn isn't the only one hiding secrets.
Her supposedly ordinary husband, Dean, is actually a feared criminal who faked his death years ago.
Now, with enemies closing in and her past threatening to destroy their future, Haelyn must uncover the truth before the man she loves is forced to become a killer again.
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Chapter: Chapter FourThe sound of the rooster made Haelyn’s eyes slowly open. There was no chandelier. No expensive lighting. Just wood and a simple fan that wasn’t even turned on. Her whole body ached. Her feet burned. Her head felt heavy.She sat up carefully and she froze.She was not wearing her dress.Instead, a large, oversized men’s shirt covered her body. It smelled clean and smelled like organic ingredients.“What the hell…?” she whispered. She looked around the room. Simple bed. Wooden furniture.A window with thin curtains that moved slightly with the morning breeze. No sign of her phone, her suitcase, or her clothes.She pushed the blanket off and swung her legs over the side of the bed. The moment her feet touched the floor, pain shot through them.“Ow!”She quickly pulled one foot back, wincing. When she looked down, she saw that both of her feet were wrapped in clean bandages. There were smaller bandages on her arms too, covering scratches and cuts she didn’t remember getting treated.“Hell
Last Updated: 2026-09-10
Chapter: Chapter ThreeHaelyn froze.Two men stood in the living room. Both were dressed in dark clothes. One held a phone to his ear, while the other was already walking toward her with slow, calm steps. There was nothing rushed about the way he moved. That somehow made it worse.“That’s her,” the man on the phone said. “We’ve got her.”Haelyn’s heart slammed against her ribs so hard it hurt. Her mouth went dry.“Who the hell are you?” she demanded, forcing her voice to stay steady. “Get away from me!”The man closest to her didn’t answer. He didn’t even change expression. He just reached out and grabbed her arm. His grip was hard, fingers digging into her skin like iron.“Let go!” she shouted, trying to yank herself free.He didn’t loosen his hold. Instead, he dragged her forward with a rough pull. Haelyn stumbled and almost fell to her knees. Panic washed over her in a hot, dizzying wave. Without thinking, she swung her free hand and slapped him across the face with everything she had.The sharp sound ec
Last Updated: 2026-09-10
Chapter: Chapter TwoThe plane finally landed.Haelyn stepped out and immediately frowned. The airport was small. Too small. It looked nothing like the big, clean airports she was used to. There were only a few people around. She dragged her suitcase behind her and pulled out her phone.No signal bars at first. Then one weak bar appeared.She ordered a taxi through an app, then stood outside with her arms crossed, still wearing her designer sunglasses.A few minutes later, an old-looking taxi pulled up.The driver rolled down the window. He was a middle-aged man with a tired face.“You Haelyn?” he asked.She raised an eyebrow. “It’s Miss Eastwood.”The man just stared at her for a second, then sighed. “Just get in.”She wrinkled her nose as she opened the back door. The inside of the car smelled like old leather. She sat down carefully, making sure her dress didn’t touch too much of the seat.“Where to?” the driver asked.She gave him the address her father had written on the paper.The man nodded and s
Last Updated: 2026-09-10
Chapter: Chapter OneThe first thing she felt was pain. Her head was pounding like someone was hitting it with a hammer. Her mouth was dry. Her whole body felt heavy and sore.She slowly opened her eyes.The hotel room was a mess. Expensive bottles were scattered everywhere. Her expensive dress was on the floor. One of her heels was broken. A man’s shirt was hanging on the chair.She sat up and held her head. “Ugh…what the hell happened last night?” she muttered.She reached for her phone on the nightstand. The second she unlocked it, notifications flooded in Hundreds of messages. Missed calls. Videos.She clicked on one.There she was—drunk, shouting, throwing a glass, arguing with people at the party. The video already had thousands of views. Another video showed her almost getting into a fight with the son of her father’s business partner.“Shit…” she whispered. She tried calling her best friend. “C'mon Stacy, pick up…ugh!”No answer. She tried another one. Nothing.Only one number kept cal
Last Updated: 2026-09-10
The Morning After
After waking up in a five-star hotel with no real memory of the night before and a black box full of fifty thousand dollars beside the bed, Audrey Holloway just wants to forget the whole thing ever happened. She deals with what she needs to, uses some of the money for rent, bills and groceries, gives a little to Nori, and tries to go back to her normal life.
Two weeks later the same man walks into her restaurant like nothing happened. Turns out he’s this rich CEO with a bad reputation, and his grandfather is dying and basically forcing him to get married or lose the company. They argue every time they see each other until he offers her a one-year contract marriage.
She says no at first. Then the pressure with her brother’s school stuff hits and she agrees. No love, no emotions, just business. They’re supposed to act perfect in public and go their separate ways after a year.
But living together starts changing things. The arguments turn into something else. The distance gets smaller. And just when it starts feeling real, something from his past shows up and threatens to mess everything up.
Sometimes the best love stories really do start with the worst mornings.
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Chapter: Chapter FourtyAudrey sat on the couch with her legs tucked underneath her, scrolling through her phone without really paying attention to anything on the screen. Tried not to think about him. His business trip was meant to last another few days, meaning she should have had the house mostly to herself. Unfortunately, she was in jail. In her own house. Every time she looked through the window and saw one of the security men standing outside, irritation crawled on her skin. She understood why they were there. Her phone buzzed. Audrey glanced down. Nori: You okay? Audrey smiled. Audrey: Unfortunately. The reply came immediately. Nori: That's nice. Don't be caught up. Audrey: I'm serious. Nori: About what? Audrey stared at the screen for a moment before typing. Audrey: The security. There was a pause. Nori: Oh. Audrey: Exactly. Nori: I mean... considering what happened, he's right. Audrey frowned. Audrey: You're supposed to be on my side. Nori: I am on your side. I'm just also on
Last Updated: 2026-08-29
Chapter: Chapter Thirty-NineVasileios was already in the air when Malcolm’s call came through.The jet had left the runway about twenty minutes ago. Vasileios sat alone on one side of the table, a file open in front of him, he hadn’t actually read a single page in the last few minutes. His phone was beside the file, and when Malcolm’s name appeared on the screen, he stared at it for a moment before answering the video call.“You’re already on your way back?” Malcolm asked as soon as his face appeared on the screen.“I am.”“I heard about the security."Vasileios leaned back in his seat. “And?”Malcolm raised an eyebrow. “You put a full perimeter around the house. No one goes in or out without clearance. That’s a little extreme, don’t you think?”“No.”“I knew you were going to say that.”Vasileios glanced toward the window before looking back at him. “There was a reason for it.”“I know there was. I’m just saying, you could’ve handled it differently.”“How?”Malcolm sighed. “I don’t know. Maybe tell your wife wh
Last Updated: 2026-08-28
Chapter: Chapter Thirty-EightAudrey didn’t go back inside. Her phone was still in her hand as she stared at the two black SUVs parked outside. One of them stood near the front gate, taller and older than the others, looking like the person in charge. His expression remained completely unreadable as his eyes followed her. Audrey walked straight toward him. The man straightened when she approached, but he didn’t move any closer. His hands remained relaxed at his sides. He replied calmly. “Maximum perimeter coverage until further notice.” “I live here.” “Yes, ma’am.” “So I can leave.” He looked at her for a moment before answering. “Not without clearance.” Audrey stared at him. He looked like someone who had already had this conversation countless times and knew exactly how to handle an angry woman without ever raising his voice. Behind him, another security man shifted near the gate, his radio resting against his shoulder. She turned around without saying anything and walked toward the side gate.
Last Updated: 2026-08-27
Chapter: Chapter Thirty-SevenVasileios was leaving the afternoon meeting when his phone buzzed for the third time in ten minutes.He ignored the first two. By the third, his patience was already thin from a morning of weak presentations and people talking in circles. He pulled the phone from his pocket while walking toward the elevators.The message was from one of the junior communications staff:-Forwarded post-’Thought you should see this.’He stopped near the windows and opened it.For a second, he didn’t react.The photo was clear enough. Audrey in an apron, hair tied up, tray in her hands, caught mid-shift inside that old restaurant..Under it, the comments were already messy.‘Is this his wife?’‘Why is she waitressing’‘Trouble already?’‘Publicity stunt?’Vasileios stared at the screen longer than he needed to.He didn’t call her. He walked the rest of the way into an empty meeting room, closed the door, and stood there with the phone still in his hand. His first instinct was irritation. The cold kind
Last Updated: 2026-08-26
Chapter: Chapter Thirty-SixAfter going to the restaurant for a shift. She went home, showered and did other things without thinking much of it. Nothing more. What she thought was normal changed around noon. Claire called. “Have you checked your phone?” Claire asked. Audrey frowned. “No, why?” “There’s a photo going around. You’re in an apron.” For a second, Audrey didn’t understand. Then it hit her. Shit. “From the restaurant?” “Yes,” Claire said. “Someone posted it. It doesn’t have your name in the caption, but people already figured it out. It’s being shared.” Audrey sat down slowly. “How bad?” “Bad enough that I’ve already gotten two media inquiries.” Audrey closed her eyes. “I just worked a shift.” “I know,” Claire said carefully. “But to everyone else, it looks like Mrs. Chevrolet was more of an ordinary waitress than a wealthy woman.” Audrey dragged a hand down her face. “What are we going to do? Does Vasileios know?” “No.” Claire said, “hopefully he doesn't see it. Don't worr
Last Updated: 2026-08-25
Chapter: Chapter Thirty-FiveThe conference room was bright and too full of voices. Numbers. Projections. Vasileios flipped through the document in front of him once. “This is the same draft from yesterday.”The man across the table hesitated. “We revised the second section.”“You changed wording. Not the problem.” He closed the folder. “The margins are still weak, and you’re asking for an approval as if that isn’t obvious.”Silence.One of the younger associates glanced at him, then quickly looked down. The older partner cleared his throat. “We can recalculate before the afternoon session.”“Do that,” Vasileios said. “And don’t waste the next meeting repeating what I can already see.”He stood, buttoned his jacket, and left the room before anyone tried to talk it over.In the hallway, his temporary assistant for the trip fell into step beside him with a tablet. “Sir, the next meeting is in twenty minutes. Also, the dinner reservation for tonight—”“Cancel dinner.”She blinked. “Cancel?”“I said what I said.”“Y
Last Updated: 2026-08-24
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