His hands held me in place as he gently lowered his head. His mouth was only a breath away from mine. I breathed in shakily. “Tell me to stop,” he whispered hoarsely as his lips slightly grazed my mouth. “Tell me to stop, Amelia.” I couldn't. My lips failed to move as I stood there, eager to taste his essence, even if it was for one night. Even if he wasn't aware of who I was. **** Amelia Fray, a small-town girl moves to the bubbling city of New York to provide for her mother and little sister. Instead, she finds herself in a precarious situation and at the mercy of Alexander Smith, the heir to one of the biggest conglomerates in New York. To protect herself, she signs a marriage contract with him. Despite her disastrous past relationship, she opens her heart to Alexander, hoping her love will be reciprocated. In their marriage, Amelia is forced to battle with Alexander’s past and present. Will she be willing to risk it all for him? Knowing that her love may never be requited? What happens when he becomes her nightmare?
View MoreSarah "Amelia is going to be furious with me... I can already imagine the look on her face!" I said, covering my face with my hands."How did Alexander know that she was around? And her location! I didn't share that information with him, the only person I told was........." My words trailed off, leaving me more confused than I already was. God! I knew I shouldn't have told him! The only reason I did, was because we had plans last night and I had cancelled to spend time with Misty.I snatched a pillow and buried my face in it, letting out a muffled scream of frustration: "Aaaaargh!"I lay on my bed, surrounded by the luxurious solitude of my penthouse. Despite being together for five years, Henry and I were not living together. I found it odd. Most couples would have started considering moving in together after the first year. When I talked about it, he said he wanted me to have my space and privacy.The funny thing is that I'd never set foot in his home, which was strange, but m
Amelia The car began to move and I gazed out the window, my eyes fixed on Alexander's receding figure. He was shouting, his mouth open in a desperate cry, but the sound was muffled by the glass and the hum of the engine. Yet, I could read his lips, could see the shape of my name on them.My heart skipped a beat as I watched him, his face contorted in a mix of anguish and despair. I felt a pang of guilt, but I pushed it aside. I couldn't let him catch up to us, couldn't let him find out about Misty.The thought sent a chill down my spine. I couldn't bear the thought of him taking her away from me, of losing my precious daughter.I let out a breath I hadn't realized I was holding.How did he find out where I was?He looked different, still devilishly handsome of course, but there was something else about him that I couldn't quite put my finger on.I wasn't expecting him to act like that when he saw me. I was taken aback by his reaction when he saw me - the desperation in his eyes, the
Alexander I arrived at the hotel and pulled up front, and just as I was about to step out of the car, I spotted Amelia walking out of the hotel, her features captivating my attention and freezing me in place.She was even more beautiful than I remembered, her long hair shining in the sunlight. A vehicle was waiting for her, parked directly in front of her, and it seemed like she was about to get in. She was leaving!"No, no, no!" I exclaimed, hastily pushed my car door and ran towards the vehicle. "Amelia, wait!" I cried out. I was quick enough to catch up to her just in time before she could step inside.She turned to face me, and our gaze collided. I felt my breath caught in my throat. My heart skipped a beat, then fluttered wildly, like a bird set free, as I locked eyes with hers. It was as if my heart had finally found the missing piece it had been searching for, and I felt a rush of emotions I couldn't contain."Alexander?" she whispered, her voice trembling slightly.I coul
Alexander I woke up to a tangle of arms and legs. As I sat up, I saw the four women lying beside me, their faces slack in sleep. I shook my head, recalling last night, the drinks, the music, the desperate attempt to drown my sorrows.Five years of emptiness had driven me to this point. Five years of trying to fill the void with temporary fixes, with fleeting pleasures. Women, booze, parties - nothing seemed to stop the ache within me. I'd lost count of the number of nights like this, the number of strangers I'd used to try and numb my pain.As I sat up, the women stirred, their eyes fluttering open. They smiled, reaching out to touch me."What an amazing night we had." One of the women purred. I couldn't recall her name, or any of their names for that matter. They probably told me, but I didn't remember. I never remember their names.I forced a smile. "Yeah, it was...something," I said, my voice laced with insincerity. They didn't seem to notice, too caught up in their own haze o
Amelia"Misty, breakfast is almost ready!" I exclaimed. "Just five more minutes!"Her excited voice echoed from the next room, "Mommy, Mommy! Are we having pancakes?"She came running into the kitchen, her little feet pattering against the floor.My daughter, Misty, was a secret I had kept hidden from Alexander. Only Hayley and my family knew the truth about her parentage. Although Sarah and I remained in touch, I had never revealed to her that I had a child, let alone that Alexander was the father.Misty was the spitting image of her father, with piercing green eyes that sparkled with a cheerful spirit. I liked to think Misty's cheerful nature came from me, as Alexander's personality was far from sunny. Yet, the physical resemblance between them was undeniable.I cracked eggs into a bowl, whisking them together with a fork as I gazed out the kitchen window. The Wisconsin sunrise was a sight to behold, the sky a canvas of pink and orange hues. Misty chirped excitedly in her high ch
Alexander James walked into my office with a serious expression on his face. "Sir, I need to bring something to your attention," he said, prompting me to look up from my laptop. "What is it?" I asked brusquely. He hesitated for a moment before delivering the news: "Amelia's house has been sold."I scowled, my annoyance evident. "She sold the house?" I asked, my tone laced with disbelief. "Yes, sir. She did." He confirmed.I offered her money and she rejected it. But surprisingly, she didn't hesitate to sell the house I bought for her family.Why should I care?"I don't give a fuck, James," I said dismissively.He nodded and left without a word.I struggled to concentrate on my work as my mind repeatedly wandered back to James' revelation. I recalled the day her family moved into that house, the look of gratitude in her hazel eyes. I had done it to help her, to make her life easier. Was she trying to provoke me by selling the house? I reached for my phone to track her location,
AmeliaI woke up feeling tired but relieved. Today was the day we'd be selling my mom's house. I'd been working on it for weeks now, it had been marathon showings and negotiation but it was finally happening.I stretched, arching my back and extending my arms above my head, before getting out of bed.I took a deep breath and started getting ready for the day. I had to sign some papers and say goodbye to New York City.I headed downstairs, I could hear Ella in the kitchen already making breakfast. The savoury aroma of cooking eggs enveloped me, making my stomach growl. "Hey, what are you making?" I asked, moving closer to her.She didn't turn around, her focus fixed on the sizzling pan in front of her. "Scrambled eggs." She replied.I leaned against the counter, my eyes fixed on the pan. "Mmmm.""It smells delicious, doesn't it?" she asked, eyeing me with a knowing glint. I nodded in agreement. "Want some?" she offered. I hesitated, my stomach growling with hunger. "I'm starving,
Amelia I couldn't wrap my head around it, behind all the strong macho facade I had genuinely believed Alexander was a kind and compassionate person at heart. But now, as I grappled to make sense of the situation, I found myself questioning everything. He was at my mom's house, the very same house he had purchased for her, and a nagging doubt crept in - would he evict them?I mean, he wouldn't throw them out, would he? Maybe he was there for a different reason. It could be he had visited my mom to check up on her. Who was I kidding? He was there to throw my mom and sister out. Why else would he be there?My mind was in chaos, running over a hundred miles per hour. It was a lot to process, what was I going to say to my mum? How would she take it? Would she be disappointed in me? God, please...I tried to pull myself together, standing frozen on the front porch, my hand hovering over the doorframe as I hesitated to knock. He was still inside, and the thought of facing him made my s
Amelia "Sarah!" I blurted out, my eyes flying open in surprise. I quickly scanned the area to see if she had come alone."How did she find me?" I wondered, still trying to process her sudden arrival."Amelia," she said, brushing past me into the room without waiting for an invitation. She enveloped me in a warm hug, her arms wrapping tightly around me."I was in LA when I saw the news, and I didn't hesitate - I quickly flew back to New York City. But when I arrived at the mansion, I was told you no longer lived there." Her words tumbled out in a rush.I was still trying to wrap my head around her sudden appearance. 'Yeah...' I trailed off, eyeing her warily. 'How did you know I was here?' I asked, my voice barely above a whisper.""I managed to make Alexander tell me where to find you. He was reluctant at first but in the end, I got it out of him." She said.Alexander! He knew where I was?Did he pay someone to keep an eye on me?I shut the door quickly. "Are you okay?" Sarah asked,
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