LOGINMy life had never been more miserable until the day I witnessed my stepsister, Elise, getting married to my boyfriend, Miguel Hernandez - on the very same day I assisted a homeless-looking man. To make matters worse, I had to offer myself as property of El Diablo, the most ruthless mafia lord in the city, to save my father's life. After being auctioned off by El Diablo, I discovered that my new master was the homeless man I assisted - Gabriel, who also happened to be Elise's ex-boyfriend and Miguel's sworn rival. As the saying goes, “The enemy of my enemy is my friend,” and I didn't just find a friend in Gabriel, but also a contract husband. However, I had a probation period of two months to fully become a property of Gabriel else, I would be returned to El Diablo. What happens when the probation period is over and feelings start to creep in? Will Gabriel still regard me as a worthy candidate for the contract marriage?
View MoreKIERA’S POVI guess Emilia forgot her manners wherever the f*ck she came from, probably packed them in a box labeled “irrelevant” and tossed it into the Atlantic, because what full-grown woman, with thirty-two adult teeth and, I assume, a functioning brain, walks into someone else’s room without knocking? Her sudden arrival was like a thunderclap on a clear day, but it eased the storm between me and Gabriel. Maybe I should’ve been grateful. Whatever her intentions, she saved me from that unbearable look in Gabriel’s eyes.But was I grateful? Not exactly.“Well, her timing’s as sharp as her cheekbones,” I muttered inwardly, folding my arms as she leaned against the doorframe with a smirk that made me want to grab a chair and throw it."Am I interrupting something?" Emilia asked, her hand resting on her hips as a sly smile danced on her lips.Gabriel straightened, his jaw tightening. He opened his mouth to answer, but I cut him off.“No, Emilia,” I said, brushing my hair behind my ear w
GABRIEL’S POVHer question landed like a blow I hadn’t braced for, sucking the air out of my lungs. I was silent and at loss for words not because I didn’t know what to say but because I was disappointed.I turned to face Kiera fully, my chest tightening with a mix of anger and disbelief. “No,” I said firmly, my voice steady.She tilted her head, her lips curving into a sardonic smile, “No?” She echoed, her tone light but cutting. “You don’t sound so sure, Gabriel.”I clenched my fists, the veins in my arms taut as I fought to keep my composure. Her defiance was infuriating, but it was also intoxicating.“Kiera,” I said, my voice dropping an octave, commanding her attention. I stepped forward, closing the distance she always seemed determined to create. “You think this is some kind of game?”She lifted her chin, her posture defiant. “Isn’t it?”The corner of my mouth twitched. She was testing me, and I wasn’t about to fail. Grasping her arm, not roughly, but enough to show I wasn’t le
KIERA’S POVWas it just me, or did someone else want to hurl Emilia straight into a volcano?Who the actual fuck did she think she was?I knew the moment I saw her waltz in, like she owned the damn air around her, something was off.Her name slid around in my head like oil in a frying pan, sizzling, hissing, and irritating. She laughed too loudly—like a hyena that drank too much champagne, flaunted her curves in that body-hugging red dress, and leaned into Gabriel like they shared some inside joke I wasn’t invited to? It made my skin crawl.She was beautiful. Ugh. Of course, she was. Full lips, legs for days, curves sculpted by the gods. But I could see it, the performance, the manipulation, the slow, venomous charm underneath it all. Was I being paranoid? Not at all, and I wasn't just making these up because I felt insanely jealous.But ofcourse, I was... so freaking jealous. No point lying to myself. I need to get some rest, Abuela… I’m totally worn out,” I said, letting out the f
ELISE’S POVThe crash thundered through the house, splitting the air like a gunshot. Abruptly, I whipped my head toward Miguel.“Stay here,” he commanded, reaching for a pair of pants, but I was already moving toward the door, my curiosity outweighing his authority.“Elise!” He growled, pulling up his pants in one swift motion as he stalked after me.We reached the staircase together, and my eyes tripled in size as I saw Freya, crumpled at the bottom of the stairs, her face pale as moonlight.The staff circled her, frozen in panic, their hushed whispers filling the air like the buzz of bees.Miguel’s entire demeanor shifted. He went from simmering frustration to cold, calculating focus. Without a word, he pushed past me and descended the stairs two at a time. I followed, my heart racing as unease clawed at me.“What the hell happened?” His voice was sharp, cutting through the murmur like a blade.“She... she tripped, sir,” one of the maids stammered, her voice shaking. “She was coming
KIERA’S POVMy mind was a jumbled mess the moment Gabriel stepped into the room, his presence filling the space like a storm cloud about to break. My nerves were already stretched thin, but I forced myself to stay composed. Barely.“What did she say?” I questioned, though I already knew the answer
KIERA’S POVThe garden unfolded before me like a scene from a dream, the kind you didn’t dare wake from, no matter how unreal it seemed. Lights flickered along the pathway, delicate and soft, casting a golden glow that danced against the darkening sky. My breath caught as I moved closer, the atmosp
ABUELA’S POVThe first thing I became aware of was the dull, insistent throbbing in my head, followed by the faint murmur of voices, hushed yet urgent. My body felt like it had been weighed down with stones, each limb sluggish and aching. A soft groan escaped my lips as a wave of confusion clouded
MIGUEL’S POVThe road stretched endlessly before me, its smooth asphalt glowing faintly in the pale morning sun. The car’s engine hummed steadily, but inside my head, the roar of yesterday’s chaos hadn’t subsided. I tightened my grip on the steering wheel, the leather creaking under my fingers as I


















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