LOGINJulian sat across from Jason at the crowded cafe, the aroma of freshly brewed coffee filling the air. Jason's expression was somber, his eyes locked on Julian's.
“I've been digging into some rumors, Julian”, Jason said, his voice low and serious. “ There's a rival company, D Brooks Industries, that's been trying to sabotage your father's company”.
Julian's eyes narrowed. “What makes you think that?”
Jason leaned in, his voice taking on a conspiratorial note. “I've seen some internal documents, Julian. Documents that suggest D Brooks Industries is trying to poach your clients and undermine your business”.
“How did you get your hands on these documents?” Julian asked, his mind racing.
Jason smiled wryly, “Let's just say I have my sources, Julian. But the point is, we need to take action. You can't let D Brooks Industries get the upper hand”.
Julian nodded, his mind racing with strategies and countermeasures. “What do you know about D Brooks Industries?”
Jason leaned back in his chair, a thoughtful expression on his face. “From what I've gathered, D Brooks Industries is a ruthless company that will stop at nothing to get what they want. They're led by a CEO named Ericson Brooks, who has a reputation for being merciless”.
Julian's eyes widened in surprise. “Brooks? That name sounds familiar, like I've heard of him”.
Jason nodded. “Yes, he is a formidable opponent. But you can't let him intimidate you, Julian. You need to fight back”.
“Bro, are you a spy now, how come you know all these? But thanks man, I really appreciate it, " Julian said jokingly.
Jason laughed and said. “I have your best interest at heart, brother. You are my best friend”.
As they talked, Julian felt a sense of unease growing inside him. He couldn't believe that someone was trying to sabotage his family's business.
After discussing the details of D Brooks Industries’ plans, Julian took a deep breath and changed the subject. “Jason, can I ask you something?”.
“Shoot”, Jason replied.
Julian hesitated for a moment before launching into the story. “I met someone the other night, funniest thing is I don't even know her name”.
Jason's expression turned curious. “What about her”.
Julian took a deep breath before continuing. “We…we had sex. But it was more than that, Jason. It was like……I don't know, it was like we connected on a deeper level”.
Jason's eyes widened in surprise. “Whoa, Julian. I've never heard you say something like this before, this is heavy”.
Julian nodded. “I know, right?, I've never felt like this before. I don't even know if I'm ready to settle down at this point.
“Where did you meet her”, Jason asked.
“I met her at that club downtown”, Julian replied.
“Club!, are you serious right now”, Jason asked with a very shocking tone.
“What if it's a club, she's different man! And she is very beautiful”, Julian said.
“If you say so then, what do you plan on doing about her”, Jason asked with a thoughtful expression.
“ I don't know. My father's will is complicated. It states there that I have to settle down before I can inherit St Clair Industries.
I'm thinking of proposing a contract marriage to any random lady, and I think she is the best fit. I don't think she will agree though”. Julian said.
Jason replied and said. “A contract marriage? Are you crazy? You don't even know her name Bro!”.
Julian said softly, “I know it sounds crazy, but I feel a connection with her. And if she doesn't agree, I'll just find someone else like my assistant I guess.
But I just have to try. I have just a year, Jason and I have to fully own the company before I can take actions against D Brooks like you said”.
“Well, good luck with that. I hope you know what you're getting yourself into”, Jason replied.
As they parted ways, Julian couldn't shake off the feeling that he was stuck between a rock and a hard place. He had to navigate the complexities of his father's will, all while dealing with the threat of D Brooks Industries.
Julian couldn't shake off the feeling that Sophia was still in his mind as he walked into his apartment. He wondered where she was and what she could be doing.
Meanwhile, Sophia was sitting in her small apartment, staring blankly at the wall. She pulled out her phone and dialed Tina's number.
Tina answered on the first ring. “Hey, girl! How's it going?”.
Sophia smiled, feeling a sense of excitement. “I got the job, Tina!”.
Tina squealed with delight, “That's amazing, Sophia. I knew you would get it, how much is the pay?”.
Sophia laughed, feeling a sense of relief. “Thanks, Tina. I couldn't have done it without your support, uhm….the pay would be discussed when I resume, I just pray it's good enough”.
Tina's tone turned serious. “Okay, I've heard. What about the guy from that night, you haven't told me anything, girl!. Spill please”.
Sophia felt a flush rise to her cheeks. “I'll tell you soon, Tina. Not just right now”.
Tina's response came quickly. “Okay, fine. But you owe me, Sophia!”.
As Sophia hung up the phone, she couldn't help but think of Julian. She wondered where he was at and what he was doing at the moment.
Julian was sitting on the couch, staring at the TV. He couldn't concentrate on the show, his mind kept wandering back to Sophia.
He thought about the way she stared at him, the way they kissed and how they spent the night.
As the night wore on, Julian's thoughts became more intertwined with Sophia's. They were both thinking of each other, wondering what the future held.
The distance between them seemed to melt away, and for a moment, they were together again, lost in their own little world.
But as the night wore on, reality began to set in. Julian realized she didn't give him her number, he didn't even know if he would see her again. He made up his mind to go to the strip club to look for her.
Sophia, too, was faced with the reality of their situation. She didn't know if she would ever see him again.
As the night drew to a close, Julian and Sophia were left with only their thoughts, their little memory of each other, and the hope that someday, they would find t
heir way back to each other.
“I will go back to that club to find that girl”, Julian said…….
The hum of the engine filled the silence between them. Julian’s hands were firm on the steering wheel, his jaw set as he navigated through the early morning traffic. Sophia sat beside him, staring out the window, her fingers clasped tightly in her lap.After a while, Julian spoke. "You didn’t even hesitate this time."Sophia turned her head slightly, her expression unreadable. "Neither did you."Julian let out a quiet chuckle, though there was no humor in it. "I didn’t expect you to call me back last night.""Neither did I," she admitted.He glanced at her for a moment before returning his focus to the road. "So, what changed?"Sophia inhaled deeply. "I realized I can’t do this alone."Julian's grip on the wheel tightened slightly. "And what exactly is 'this'?"She hesitated, then looked at him. "Surviving."The word hung between them.For the first time since she got into the car, Julian turned his full attention to her. His gaze was sharp, searching. "And you think marrying me will
“I’ll go home,” Sophia said firmly, though exhaustion made her voice weaker than she intended.Julian sighed, crossing his arms. “You heard what the doctor said. You need someone with you.”“I can take care of myself.”He scoffed. “Yeah? Is that why you passed out in my office?”Sophia clenched her fists. She hated that he had a point.“I’m not going to your house,” she said.Julian exhaled, pinching the bridge of his nose. “Fine. If you don’t want to come with me, at least stay somewhere safe.”She shot him a wary look. “What do you mean?”“I have a friend who owns a hotel,” he said. “I’ll arrange for you to stay there for a while. You’ll have staff available if you need anything, and I’ll make sure someone checks on you.”Sophia hesitated. She didn’t want to be under his control, but the idea of going back to her empty apartment didn’t sit right with her either. After a long silence, she finally nodded.“Alright.”Julian wasted no time making the call, and within an hour, they arriv
Julian had barely fallen asleep when his phone buzzed on the nightstand. He groaned, shifting onto his side, the dull glow of the screen piercing the darkness.His first instinct was to ignore it. It was late—too late for any call that wasn’t bad news. But then he saw the name.Sophia.He frowned. She never called him. After everything, she had been determined to keep her distance, refusing any unnecessary interactions.So why now?A strange feeling settled in his chest. His thumb hovered over the decline button before he exhaled sharply and pressed accept.“What is it Sophia?” His voice was rough with sleep, his tone clipped.Silence.Then, a shaky breath.His body tensed.“Julian…” Her voice was fragile, unsteady. “I don’t feel well.”Instantly, sleep was forgotten. He sat up, muscles tight with unease. “What’s wrong?”“I don’t know…” Her voice wavered. “My stomach… It hurts. I feel dizzy. I—I don’t know what’s happening.”A curse slipped under his breath.“Are you alone?”“Yes.”Ju
Julian ran a hand through his hair, exhaling sharply. His mind was spinning, trying to grasp the reality in front of him. His gaze locked onto Sophia, searching for any hint of deception.“Wait,” he said finally, his voice laced with frustration. “I don’t even know you that well. Why am I choosing to believe you? Why should I just accept that this baby is mine?”Sophia’s fingers curled into the hospital blanket. She had expected this, but hearing it still made her chest tighten. She met his gaze, steady and unwavering.“You can run a DNA test,” she said simply. “I have nothing to hide. I haven’t been with anyone else since that night.”Julian studied her for a long moment, his jaw tightening. His logical mind screamed at him to question everything. To doubt her. To protect himself.But something in her voice—so firm, so certain—made it hard to ignore.He let out a slow breath, leaning back in his chair. “Fine,” he said. “We’ll do a test after the baby is born. But until then…”Sophia
The rhythmic beeping of the heart monitor was the first thing Sophia heard as she drifted back to consciousness. The sharp scent of antiseptic filled her nose, and the coolness of the hospital sheets pressed against her skin.Her eyelids felt heavy, but she forced them open, blinking against the fluorescent lights. For a moment, she was disoriented. Then, the memories came rushing back—the contract, the confrontation with Julian, the overwhelming dizziness before everything went black.A low voice broke through the fog in her mind.“You’re awake.”She turned her head slightly and found Julian sitting in a chair beside her bed, his arms crossed, his expression unreadable. His usual composed demeanor was still there, but there was something else in his eyes—something she couldn’t quite place.“How long have I been out?” she asked, her voice hoarse.“A few hours.” He leaned forward, resting his elbows on his knees. “You collapsed.”Sophia exhaled, closing her eyes for a brief moment. Of
Sophia’s hands shook as she clutched the contract papers, her heart pounding against her ribs. The words on the page burned into her mind. Marriage Contract. Julian St. Clair. Sophia Adams.Her name.Her stomach twisted.She barely remembered rushing through the hallways of St. Clair Industries, her legs moving on their own. Her only thought was getting answers. Getting to Julian.The moment she reached his office, a tall, broad-shouldered man stepped in her path. The bodyguard. His arms crossed over his chest, blocking the door.“Mr. St. Clair isn’t taking visitors right now.”“I don’t care!” Sophia snapped, gripping the papers tighter. “Move.”The bodyguard didn’t flinch.Her frustration boiled over. Without thinking, she shoved past him, slipping through the doorway before he could grab her.Julian stood behind his desk, skimming through a document. He barely looked up when she stormed in.“I said no—” His voice cut off when he saw her.Sophia slammed the contract onto his desk. “W







