Mag-log in"I hate you, Aiden! I hate you! And trust me... you’ll never find anyone who’ll love you the way I did." Tears streamed down Charlotte Parker’s face as she stormed into her room, packing the last pieces of her broken heart. This time, I knew I’d messed up. And there was no going back. Charlotte Parker is a kind, beautiful, and well-mannered 22-year-old with dreams of becoming a popular writer. But life has other plans. With her family struggling, she’s forced to step up… whether she’s ready or not. Aiden Kingston, on the other hand, is everything she can’t stand. Arrogant. Rude. A notorious playboy. And the cold-hearted CEO of a million-dollar company. For Aiden, keeping his inheritance means one thing: marriage. Fast. Both blindsided by an arranged marriage neither of them asked for, their worlds collide in the most chaotic way. Charlotte is water, soft but strong. Aiden is fire, uncontrolled and burning through everything in his path. But Aiden has a secret. One that could destroy whatever fragile peace they’re trying to build. Will he let his walls down for her? Can Charlotte see past his mistakes and frozen heart? Or will the hatred between them grow so deep it consumes them both… for good? Find out in this amazing book Arrange Marriage to a Heartless CEO
view moreCHARLOTTE’S POVFive Years LaterFive years later, I learned that happiness didn’t arrive loudly.It came quietly.In the soft sound of laughter drifting down the hallway.In the weight of a small body leaning against my side.In this way, the past no longer causes pain when I recall it.I stood by the wide glass windows of our home, watching the late afternoon sun spill across the garden. The house was warm, alive, nothing like the cold places my memories once lived in.“Mummy!” Two voices called at the same time. I smiled before I even turned.Aiden’s daughter, our daughter, ran toward me first, curls bouncing, eyes bright like mine when I laughed without holding back. Right behind her was her twin brother, determined, stubborn, and already far too confident for someone his age.“Slow down,” I laughed, crouching as they crashed into me.They wrapped their arms around my neck like I was something precious they were afraid to lose.“Atlas took my blue,” Aurora complained, arms crossed
CHARLOTTE’S POVOne Month Later.It's been one month since the night everything shattered, and somehow, everything rebuilt itself too.I sat by the window with a cup of tea cradled between my palms, watching the city move on as if nothing had happened. Cars passed. People laughed. Life continued. Yet inside me, there were scars that time would never fully erase.Lila was gone.That truth still felt unreal, as if it were something my mind refused to accept completely. Some days, I woke up expecting to see her timid smile, hear her soft footsteps behind me, and feel her presence hovering, as it always had. Other days, the grief hit so hard it stole the air from my lungs.She had died saving me, even though she aided them in kidnapping me. That fact alone lived inside my chest like a wound that would never close.I hadn’t cried much the day she died. I had been numb, hollowed out by shock and exhaustion, but the tears came later quietly, painfully, relentlessly. I cried in the shower
CHARLOTTE’S POVThe flashing red and blue lights paint the night sky in violent colors as I stood there, half leaning against Aiden, half sinking into the weight of everything collapsing around me. My dress was torn, my feet dusty and scraped, and Lila’s blood still coated my hands. Warm. Fresh. A smear of sacrifice I was never prepared for.I could still hear the gunshot in my head.I could still see the way she threw herself toward me, whispering, “I’m sorry… Charlotte… I’m… I’m so sorry…” before her body fell.I couldn't breathe.Yes, she betrayed me, yet I felt she didn't deserve to die.Aiden’s arms locked tighter around me every time my breathing shakes, as though he was terrified I’ll vanish if he loosens even for a second. His shirt was damped from my tears. His hands trembled too, though he was trying to hide it, and I still noticed.Police sirens faded as officers loaded handcuffed suspects into vans. Theodore Rondolf scowled as he fought the two officers who dragged him a
AIDEN’S POVThe moment the call ended, fear punched me in the chest like a hammer.Charlotte’s trembling cuts the hidden message in her words. The terror she was trying to hide, and then the line cuts off.My mind raced in different directions. My hand dropped from the phone. My entire body felt tight, wired, ready to be petrified and breathe. I couldn’t think. I am sure, wherever Charlotte is, she must be petrified. I staggered back a step, then fury exploded.I grabbed the star-shaped glass vase on my desk and smashed it against the shelf.“Damn it!” I roared. “How could Alana do this to me?” I said to no one in particular. Shards scattered across the carpet, glittering like tiny knives. My heart was punching against my ribs so hard it hurt. I raked both hands through my hair, pacing, trying not to scream.“Charlotte… where the hell are you?” I whispered under my breath.My phone buzzed. It was a news notification. I picked up the phone and swiped it open. The notification was abo
AIDEN’S POVThe hum of the jet engines added to the chaos inside my head. I’d lost count of how many coffees I’d downed, three? Four? My veins were wired with caffeine and regret.The sky outside was getting dark, stretching endlessly beyond the cabin's glass, but all I could see was her.Charlotte
CHARLOTTE’S POVThe entire day had passed through like a blur. I spent the entire day in my study working on my book. There I hades I needed I got a call from a movie director. Who wanted to turn my book into a movie? I was super excited, but I needed to think things through, so I told him we coul
THIRD PERSON POV The rain outside was soft but persistent, the kind that blurred city lights and made the streets look washed in silver. Inside the abandoned suite on the upper floor of an old hotel, the air was still. Heavy curtains blocked out most of the light, and the only illumination came fr
AIDEN’S POVThe city was still a bit dark when I left the house, the streets half asleep, only the hum of the car engine breaking the quietness in the neighborhood. Carl drove with his usual precision, steady, fast, and deliberate. I leaned my head against the window, watching the skyline sharpen






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