LOGIN"Two Years. No Emotions. No Strings Attached." Emma Carter’s life is a constant battle of resilience and hard work. As an executive assistant to Adrian Steele, a billionaire playboy with a reckless streak, she’s used to managing chaos but when her aunt’s medical crisis leaves her desperate for help, Emma is forced to make an unthinkable choice. Adrian offers her a lifeline: a two-year contract marriage. No strings, no emotions, just business. For him, it’s a means to an end. For her, it’s survival. But as Emma navigates Adrian’s world of luxury and deception, she begins to see the man behind the mask, a scarred soul yearning for redemption. When lies, betrayal tears them apart, could a secret child bring them back together? Can Adrian win back the woman he walked away from? Or will Emma protect her heart and the life she’s built at all costs? Read further to unveil a story of love, betrayal, redemption, and second chances.
View MoreAdrian’s POVThe moment I stepped out of my car, the world around me seemed to slow. The sirens, the flashing red and blue, the sharp commands barked by officers… all of it blurred into a distant hum. What snapped me into focus was the sight in front of me.Mr. Guerrero.. Celia’s father… sat on the cold asphalt, his back hunched, clutching her limp body against his chest. His shoulders shook violently, his face pressed into her hair, as though his grief alone could call her back.I froze. My stomach dropped. My legs felt like stone. I couldn’t take another step forward. I just stood there, watching a man torn apart by the loss of his child, a man so broken that the world could have ended right there and he wouldn’t have noticed.And then I saw her face. Celia. Lifeless. Pale. Her lips parted, her eyes closed as if sleep had finally claimed her. The woman who had once been my friend, who had once made me laugh, who had once… tempted me down paths I shouldn’t have walked.I couldn’t bre
Celia’s POV “What have you done, Celia?” Adrian’s voice cracked like a gavel in my head, sentencing me before I could even answer. I opened my mouth to deny whatever he thinks he knows but then the sounds came in so sharp, The Police sirens screamed… shrill, merciless, closing in fast. My imagination ran ahead of me as I visualised Red and blue light pulsing against the walls like some kind of twisted heartbeat. The police trouping in numbers, putting a cuff on my hands and dragging me with them. “Could they have found Emma? Or was it that meddlesome little brats if theirs? At this point, I didn’t think. I didn’t hesitate. I shoved Adrian with everything I had left. He stumbled, shock flashing across his face, but I didn’t stop to see if he recovered. I bolted, lungs burning, heart hammering so hard I could taste blood at the back of my throat. The front gate blurred ahead of me, and beyond it, salvation sat right outside the gates: the cab I had arranged hours ago, engi
Emma's POVAfter hours of non stop driving, the car stopped at a quiet house by the riverside. My body was aching, weak, and sore from everything I’d been through in months. The man who’d helped me out escape earlier opened the door and helped me out again, guiding me gently into the house like I was something fragile.Inside was plain… just a wooden table, a fan creaking softly above, and a single bulb casting shadows around. He handed me a cup of water. I gulped it down like I hadn’t tasted water in years. Then he placed a covered plate in front of me. Hot jollof rice and fried plantain.I didn’t even ask questions. I just dug in like a starved animal, stuffing spoon after spoon into my mouth. The flavors hit my tongue, and tears stung my eyes. I hadn’t realized how much I missed food, real food. Life. Hope.But then it hit me.Where did the food come from? Who the hell was he? Where were we? Why was he feeding me? Why was he being so kind? My grip on the spoon loosened.I looked up
Celia’s POVI gripped the steering wheel tighter as I cruised down the street for the third time, my eyes darting around like a predator on the hunt.“Where the hell are you, you little brat…” I muttered through clenched teeth, my heart thudding wildly against my chest. The thought of Lily being out there… alone… scared me more than I cared to admit. Not because I was worried about her safety, but because if Adrian found her first, I’d be done for.Calling him wasn’t even an option. At least not yet. I needed to find her first, tie up the loose ends, then pretend like nothing ever happened.Perhaps this is my chance to finally get rid of that little stubborn brat for good.I slowed the car near a rundown kiosk. Something… no, someone… caught my eye.A small frame. Curly hair. Just like the brat i was searching for.My stomach clenched. Was that…? No. It couldn’t be.I blinked hard and squinted, leaning forward to get a better look. The kiosk seemed empty now. Maybe I was losing it. Bu


















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