LOGIN“You’re insane.” “Maybe,” Robert admitted, his eyes locked on mine and his face too close. “But I always get what I want and right now Kayla, what I want… is you.” ~~~ He needed a wife. I needed the money. Robert Moore is ruthless and dangerous, a man who terrifies the entire city. I’d paid no mind to the warning bells that rang in my head when I proposed to marry him for money. When I’d agreed to be his fake wife for a year. The rules were simple. No falling in love. No asking questions. Marrying him was supposed to be my solution-a business deal, a clean exchange. But nothing about Robert is simple. He’s bossy, arrogant, and so sinfully attractive that every look he gives me feels like a dare. Then came the threats. The enemies. The danger and guns. Now, I’m not sure where the act ends and where the truth begins. Because the longer I stay by his side, the more I realize I might not be pretending anymore… And the mafia boss who swore he’d never love might be willing to burn the whole city down just to keep me.
View MoreKAYLA’S POV: The afternoon air was beyond scorching. I pulled my shades up before running into the hospital building in order to avoid getting sunburned. I hadn’t bothered greeting anyone and went straight for the elevators, up to my father’s floor. I’d gotten news that he’d woken and rushed to the hospital before he became too weak to keep his eyes open. The moment I reached his room, I turned the knob without hesitation. And there he lay. My father’s chest rose and fell slowly, his arms and body thin and frail. A shadow of his former bulky build. “Kayla?” He called out, his voice barely over a whisper. My chest tightened as I looked at my dying father. “I’m here,” I rushed to him, grabbing his hands and tears threatened to fall out again. I’d told myself I wouldn’t cry anymore. I had to be strong for him. “Oh my baby. Have you been eating well?” He asked, barely able to turn his head to look at me. “Yes dad, yes I have. Don’t worry, you’ll get better soon,” I
ROBERT’S POV: The city lights blurred past as I drove as fast as I could back home. The day had been beyond exhausting and I couldn’t wait to hop on my couch with wine in my hand. It was a wonder how I’d still not grown tired of wine despite it being a major business I ran. Finally, the building to my penthouse gradually appeared and I could’ve howled with satisfaction. Once I reached, I parked the car before taking the elevator to my suite. “Welcome home, Mr Moore,” a voice called out. Not a lot of things shocked me in the life I live, but I almost jumped in fear. “Who are you?” A young blonde woman sat on my couch, a drink in her hand and she stared at me like I’d invaded her home and not the other way round. “Catelyn. You can call me Cat.” I looked around, observing her badge and carefully walking towards her. “What is a fucking investigator doing in my house?” Catelyn laughed, probably already sensing my caution. “I came to speak with you, Rob. Relax.” “Ge
“Who the fuck are you?” I’d made some silly decisions before in my life – dangerous ones even – but for some reason, I’d never once regretted them. This time, it hit me instantly. Right now, ‘regret’ felt like an understatement for what I felt after blurting those words out, catching his attention. He turned slowly and my stomach dropped. The man in front of me looked dangerous. He was incredibly tall and bulky, well over six foot tall, with muscles I was sure could punch through walls and break skulls. A scar ran through his chin and tattoos peeked from under his perfectly tailored dark suit. He had piercings and his lips were set in a scowl as he watched me with a pinning gaze that left me weak and scared at the same time. “I… I hadn’t meant to overhear your conversation but you were a bit loud.” I finally replied, running out of breath at the sight of him. He was handsome. An understatement really, but he truly was. He was built perfectly in every way and gave eve
KAYLA’S POV: A shiver ran down my spine and for the first time, it wasn’t just from the cold. It was because of the name that flashed on the screen as my phone vibrated. I picked it up, staring at the caller ID, trying to find the words I’d say once I finally answered. Letting out a sigh, I hit the green button before pressing the phone to my ear. “How is he?” I asked, my voice barely above a whisper. Whenever Dr Wright called, it was rarely for a good reason. He was my father’s doctor and with my father’s health declining everyday, his calls almost never brought good news. “Ms. Levins,” he greeted, his gruff but gentle voice alarming me. “You’ll need to come over to the hospital as soon as you can. Preferably tonight.” “I will be there in fifteen minutes.” I answered immediately, not missing a bit. Yep, something was definitely wrong. “I’ll be expecting you.” The beep sounded, signaling he had ended the call. My eyes darted to the wall clock in the small coff
ROBERT’S POV The sound of pen on paper unnerved and irritated me at the same time. I sat in a dimly lit office with dark furniture that gave the otherwise extravagant space a gloomy feel. My eyes fixed on the man opposite me, his fingers around a pen as he concentrated on his task of writing on paper. It was eerily quiet and calm, the silence rivaling my beating heart. “I’m sure you didn’t call me here to watch you write, father,” I finally said, narrowing my eyes at him. We sat in his office, opposite each other and since I arrived, he’d completely ignored me even though he had requested my presence. Finally, the sound stopped. He dropped his pen before looking up at me, his gaze intense. “Right. Do you know what today is?” he asked, his voice calm. My brows shot up as I thought, trying to recall if I had missed anything important. My frown deepened and I let out an irritated sigh. “All I know is, it’s past midnight and I’ve been sitting here for too long, father,” I f
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