The Enemy Vow
To escape a loveless arranged marriage to a man old enough to be her father, Elara Vance makes a bold, desperate choice, she offers herself in a contract marriage to Julian Hartmann, the most feared tycoon who is secretly in love with her... and also her family's sworn enemy.
The deal is simple, one year, purely contractual, no love, no interference, no secrets. she gets her freedom and protection, Julian gets a compliant wife and a shield against his rivals. But controlling a fiery, stubborn woman is harder than Julian imagined.
Elara soon realizes that Julian is more than the ruthless businessman everyone fears, he's intelligent, attentive, and frustratingly tempting. Julian, on the other hand, begins to feel things he swore he never would, tenderness, jealousy, and a desire that cannot be ignored.
Bound by paper but entangled by secrets, Elara and Julian must navigate a dangerous web of family betrayal, past grudges, and simmering desire. As the contract nears its end, one question lingers, can a marriage built on duty and revenge survive when hearts are at stake?
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Chapter: Chapter 12E L A R A E.V. Sterling.I'd have to tell them about E.V. Sterling."Is that really necessary?" I asked. "We're keeping finances separate anyway.""It's necessary for legal protection," Patricia said gently. "If this ever went to court, lack of full disclosure could invalidate the entire contract."I looked at Julian. He was watching me with those sharp blue eyes, and I wondered if he already knew. If he'd already figured it out."I have a consulting business," I said quietly. "Financial consulting, under the name E.V. Sterling. I've been running it for three years, my family doesn't know about it."Dec's eyebrows went up, but Julian's expression didn't change."I know," he said.I stared at him. "You know?" I asked, surprised."Dec found out when he was doing background research, I told him not to mention it. I figured you'd tell us when you were ready.""You knew and you didn't say anything?""It's your business, your secret. I wasn't going to out you."Something warm spread throug
Last Updated: 2026-03-26
Chapter: Chapter 11E L A R AI woke up early on Tuesday morning, my stomach was in knots. Today we were finalizing the contract, today this would all become real.I got dressed carefully, in a navy blue suit, professional but not too formal. I wanted to look like I knew what I was doing, even though I felt like I was barely holding it together.My phone buzzed.A text from Julian: Meeting still on for 2 PM. Dec confirmed, are you bringing your lawyer?I typed back: Yes. Patricia will be there.J: Good. See you soon.I stared at that last message.See you soon. In a few hours, I'd be sitting across from Julian Hartmann, negotiating the terms of our marriage like it was just another business deal.Which it was, that's all it was.I had to keep reminding myself of that."Elara!" Mother called from downstairs. "Breakfast!"I grabbed my bag with the contract documents and headed down. Father was already at the table, reading the financial section of the newspaper."Good morning," I said, pouring myself coff
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Chapter: Chapter 10E L A R AI watched Julian walk away, my heart doing strange things in my chest.Very intelligent, interesting wife.He'd said that like he meant it, like he actually saw me as more than just a pawn in some revenge scheme against my family.I sat back down on the bench, needing a minute to process everything.Friday. I was getting married on Friday.To Julian Hartmann.My family's enemy.Oh My God!This was insane.My phone rang.Mother."Hello?""Where are you?" she asked."Central Park. I needed to get some air.""Well, come home, we have menu tasting at three and you need to be there."Menu tasting, for my wedding to Senator Blackwell. The wedding that was never going to happen."I'll be there," I said, hanging up before she could ask more questions.I had five days to get through without anyone finding out what I was planning. Five days of pretending everything was normal while secretly preparing to blow up my entire life.I could do this.I had to do this.I grabbed my bag and he
Last Updated: 2026-03-26
Chapter: Chapter 9J U L I A NI got to Bethesda Fountain at 9:45 AM, fifteen minutes early. Old habit, never be late, and always be the one to get to the location first.The park was busy with morning joggers and tourists taking photos. I found a bench with a view of the fountain and sat down, pretending to check my phone, but instead, I was actually watching for Elara.She arrived at exactly 10 AM, wearing jeans and a simple white shirt, her hair pulled back into a ponytail. She looked so different from the polished society princess I usually saw in magazines.She looked real. More... her.She spotted me and walked over, sitting on the bench but leaving space between us."Thank you for meeting me," she said."Of course. So, what do you need to talk about?"She pulled out a folder from her blue bag."I met with my lawyer yesterday, he helped me in drafting a preliminary contract. I wanted you to see it before our official meeting tomorrow."Smart.Come prepared, know what you want."Okay," I said, tak
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Chapter: Chapter 8J U L I A N"You want to do WHAT?" Rosa said, her voice getting that tone that meant I was in trouble.I should have waited to tell her.Should have had the contract signed first, made it official. But Rosa always knew when I was hiding something, and I'd rather tell her now than have her find out later."A contract marriage. One year business arrangement," I said, standing in the kitchen while she made dinner.Rosa had been my nanny since I was eight years old, when my parents left me behind to chase their bohemian dreams in Europe. She had raised me, loved me, scolded me when I needed it. She was more my mother than my actual mother had ever been.And right now, she looked ready to hit me with her wooden spoon."Business arrangement," she repeated. "With a Vance.""Yes.""Eduard's enemy's granddaughter." She said, more like confirming."Yes.""Are you out of your mind?""Possibly."She switched to Spanish, which she only did when she was really upset. I understood enough to know she
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Chapter: Chapter 7E L A R AThe brunch with the Blackwells was exactly as crappie as I expected it to be.We were at Le Bernardin, one of those fancy restaurants where everything costs more than half of my monthly allowance and the food portions are so tiny to the point that a kid would ask for seconds.Senator Blackwell was already there when we arrived, so was his sister Patricia and his son Todd.I had met Todd a few times before today. He was thirty-five, divorced, and had the same disgusting fake charm as his father, every time he looked at me, my skin crawled.Ugh."Elara, darling, you look lovely," Senator Blackwell said, standing to greet me. He kissed my cheek and I had to force myself not to flinch away, but inside me I was cringing."Thank you, Senator," I said, sitting down as far away from him as possible.Unfortunately, he sat right next to me.Help! Save me!"Please, call me Lawrence, we're going to be family soon, after all."I smiled, a fake one and nodded, reaching for my water glass
Last Updated: 2026-03-26
CEO'S WORSHIPED OBSESSION.
She was his first light.
He became her greatest shadow.
She babysat him. And he fell in love.
Years ago, 19 years old Olivia Wilde left behind a child, who loved her in silence, now she works for the man he's become. Fabian Stone is young, ruthless, unreadable and far too powerful. But buried beneath the cold exterior, is the same soul that once sketched her heart on torn paper and whispered promises he never got to keep.
She shouldn't want him.
He shouldn't still burn for her.
But the past doesn't forget, and neither does he.
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"Strip Olivia" he said, his voice dripping of command.
I immediately obeyed, like I was programmed to follow all his instructions. My hand reached for my top and I slowly took it off staring him in the eyes. Next was my pants, then my bra, my breasts spilling from their confinement and I rubbed them, playing with my already hard nipples. His eyes were clouded with lust and something else I couldn't read. My hand reach for my panties, slowly taking it off, then tossing it where my other pile of clothing laid. I sat on the desk, legs spread, giving him a show of my already wet cunt. I heard him groan, a hot and sexy groan and I smirked, already proud of myself. I fingered myself, imagining it to be his long, thick hands, I close my eyes, reeling in the moment when his voice dripping command boomed,
"Don't cum without me telling you to"
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Chapter: Chapter Forty.Chapter FortyOlivia's POVFabian didn’t move for a long time.His arms stayed around me, heavy and certain, the way a dam holds back a river even when it’s cracking inside.Only when my breathing steadied did he let go, slowly, as though setting down something fragile.The silence between us thickened.Outside his office, I could still hear the faint drone of phones and footsteps proof that the world hadn’t stopped the way mine had.I wiped at my face with the sleeve of my blazer. “They probably think I’m some kind of spoiled child.”“They can think whatever they like.” His voice was low but sharp at the edges. “None of it changes the fact that you were drowning in there.”“I wasn’t—”My throat gave me away before the words finished. The truth slipped out quieter, “Maybe I was.”Fabian leaned against the desk, arms crossed, gaze fixed on me like I was an equation he couldn’t solve.“You should’ve told me,” he said finally. “About the way they were treating you.”“I didn’t want to sou
Last Updated: 2025-12-01
Chapter: Chapter Thirty-Nine.Chapter Thirty-nineOlivia's POVThe first time I noticed it, I told myself it was in my head.A fleeting pause when I walked into the room. A smile that didn’t quite reach someone’s eyes. The faint hush that fell just a second too late when I passed by.I’d been back at the office for a week, my first real attempt to carve out something normal again, to prove that I was still Olivia Wilde, the determined woman who never gives up before he came back into my life. Before the world decided to remember I was now Mrs. Fabian Stone.At first, it had felt empowering. I’d told Fabian I wanted to work after our marriage news went public, not because I needed to, but because I couldn’t stand being just an ornament in his world of sharp suits and glass walls and because I didn't want the world calling me a gold digger.He’d smiled, that knowing, maddening smile that said he could already see me breaking before I even started.“You’ll hate it,” he’d warned me softly then, brushing a strand of ha
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Chapter: Chapter Thirty-Eight.Chapter Thirty-EightOlivia's POVI barely slept.Every time I closed my eyes, the letters replayed, his boyish handwriting bleeding into the sharp, possessive lines of his teenage self. You were mine before you knew it. The words throbbed in my head like a bruise I couldn’t stop pressing.When morning came, I drifted around the penthouse like a ghost, restless. I tried reading, tried scrolling through my phone, but nothing helped. Everywhere I turned, I felt him — Fabian, the boy who had turned himself into a storm just to be strong enough for me.My chest ached. My guilt swelled. But there was something else too, something I didn’t want to name, a pull, a dangerous heat that came from knowing how completely I was claimed.I ended up in his closet without meaning to, I was looking for a favourite shirt of mine.His world was always so sharply organized, rows of pressed suits, crisp shirts, dark colors and clean lines. The scent of him clung to the fabric, leather and spice and someth
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Chapter: Chapter Thirty-seven.Chapter Thirty-SevenOlivia's POVHow did I get here again?How did I find them?If anyone asked, I would swear I wasn’t snooping.Okay, maybe I was, but not exactly in a creepy way.The truth was, Fabian had left me alone in his study that morning with nothing but the soft hum of the AC and the faint leather scent of his shelves to keep me company.He had gone to a meeting, some high stakes negotiation he tossed off like it was Tuesday morning coffee, and I had been left sitting at his massive oak desk, twirling the pen he’d left behind, restless.That was when I noticed the drawer. The bottom one, the only one without a neat label, the only one that didn’t slide open with a crisp, oiled ease.It was stuck, which, of course, made it more tempting.I told myself I was just curious, just passing time, just… Olivia Wilde being nosy. But when the drawer finally gave, sliding open with a reluctant creak, I found a small wooden box tucked inside, plain, unassuming, locked with a flimsy clas
Last Updated: 2025-09-29
Chapter: Chapter Thirty-Six.Chapter Thirty-SixOlivia’s POVThe thing about me is, I’m not domestic.Never have been, probably never will be. I can juggle meetings, negotiate stubborn vendors, even stand toe-to-toe with Fabian when he’s in one of his moods, but put me in front of a stove and suddenly the world tilts on its axis.I think this is already something obvious, when I can't even make a toast without burning it.Still, tonight was different.I wanted to try.Not because I suddenly discovered a secret passion for sautéing or because Pinterest decided to bless me with a recipe that looked foolproof. No. This was about proving something–to him, to myself. That I wasn’t just the mess he teased me about, the girl who couldn’t keep a plant alive, who could make toast without burning it, who ordered takeout because boiling pasta felt like climbing Everest.I wanted to show Fabian Stone that I could care for him in a way that wasn’t transactional, wasn’t polished, wasn’t for show. Something small, something p
Last Updated: 2025-09-10
Chapter: Chapter Thirty-Five.Chapter Thirty-FiveOlivia's POVCorporate events were supposed to be predictable.A ballroom, glasses of champagne, people in sharp suits and sequined dresses, conversations full of numbers wrapped in polite laughter. I knew the drill by now, hover near Fabian, smile when needed, stay invisible when not.But tonight felt different. Tonight, I was the one catching attention.He found me first, Ethan Marlowe, CEO of a rival company whose name carried weight in every financial paper.Tall, handsome in a calculated way, with a smile that promised he never heard the word no. His eyes locked on me like I was the only person in the room worth his time.And instead of looking away, I held his gaze.“Olivia Wilde,” he said smoothly, his voice low, practiced charm dripping from every syllable, I wanted to correct him, to tell him I was now a Stone, but I didn't.“I’ve heard so much about you. Fabian keeps you very close, doesn’t he? Media says you have a thing.”The implication was obvious. My
Last Updated: 2025-09-09
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