LOGINI gave Kenny everything—my love, my future, my dreams. I dropped out of school, worked multiple jobs, and sacrificed my ambitions to send him abroad. Seven years of loyalty, only to find him slipping a ring onto another woman’s finger. Back then, Kenny had nothing. I was his rock, his provider, his everything. But everything changed when he discovered the truth about his origins. "You're useless, Ivana. An illiterate nobody. I could never marry someone like you." His fiancee smirked, resting a hand on her stomach—pregnant with his child. Kenny, once the man who swore forever to me, now looked at me like I was dirt beneath his feet. That’s when I learned the painful truth: A man's love isn't measured in his lowest state, but when he rises. And Kenny had risen—without me. Shattered, I ran. I didn't know where until I found myself at a railway entrance, tears blurring my vision. "Having a bad day?" A deep, smooth voice pulled me from my despair. Josh Williams. A billionaire with his own game. He offered me a deal—one that would change everything. "Marry me. No strings attached. You need a fresh start, and I need a wife." But what I didn’t know? Josh was Kenny’s brother. And his proposal wasn’t just about saving me—it was about buying time. Then the wedding flyers surfaced. Kenny lost it. He couldn’t stand the idea of me being with Josh, and their father was even worse. An illiterate like me had no place in their family. And just like that, the battle lines were drawn—love, power, and inheritance at stake. This time, I wasn’t just playing. I was winning.
View MoreJosh, I don't think you're in any position to ask me that.“Seriously?”“Ivanna, I told you I was leaving the house last night. I informed you. But you—you had somewhere to go and didn’t even bother to mention a damn thing.”“Is this how you act? Huh? Tell me. Because this is the highest level of immaturity I’ve ever come across. We’re living under the same roof, and I don’t even have a clue where you went.”His voice dropped, low and edged with something darker. “And now… you’re back in the morning asking me if it’s your business?”I folded my arms tightly, nails digging into my skin. “Josh, I repeat—you have no right to question me. You left yesterday, remember? I was bored and decided to take a stroll. Did anything bad happen?”My tone was icy, cold enough to burn. Every word was coated in the bitterness I couldn’t hide.He stepped down from the stairs slowly and stopped just two steps from me, freeing his hands from his pockets as he stood tall and close—almost too close. I could
"Yes, what do you want?" I asked as I opened the door."Hmm, I will be going out by 7:00 p.m. I just wanted to let you know on time. Don’t bother waiting for me for dinner; you can eat.""Have I ever waited for you before eating dinner?""No.""Then why are you telling me that?" I asked, a bit angry. You could hear it in my tone."Okay," he said as he walked to his room. I shut the door behind me again and covered my eyes for a while. I needed someone to talk to.I brought out my phone and called Silver. She picked up on the first ring, as if she had been expecting my call all this while."Hello, pretty.""Yes," I replied slowly."Hope you're okay? Hope the Williams aren't troubling you. If they are, let me know so we can deal with both brothers ruthlessly." I smiled as she spoke."I just called to check on you. Hope everyone is fine.""Yes, my pretty. I visited your mom yesterday, and she’s looking very beautiful as always. Your father must be a lucky man to have married such a prett
"Hmmm, I think it’s best we talk later."The words slipped out of my mouth, light and almost detached, but inside, everything was tangled and messy. I wasn’t avoiding him because I had nothing to say — God knew I had a thousand things clawing at my throat, demanding to be spoken. But not now.Not when anger still simmered under his skin like hot coals.Not when one wrong word could shatter what little calm we had left.Josh didn't argue. He simply nodded once. A sharp, tired movement."Okay," he said, almost under his breath.The car hummed quietly around us, the low vibration filling the silence I was too scared to break.Out of the corner of my eye, I watched him shift slightly in his seat, fingers tapping an agitated rhythm against his thigh.Then, almost casually, he said, still avoiding my gaze, "In case you have anything to say, you can just say it. Don’t hesitate, and don’t be afraid.And for our marriage… how do you want it? Big or just normal?"My heart stumbled.Even though
Josh's father leaned back in his chair, his lips curling into a mockery of a smile. He laced his fingers together and stared straight at Josh, his voice slicing through the heavy air."You have always been in love with Yvonne, right?"The words dropped into the room like a stone thrown into still water, sending shockwaves through everything. I stood there, frozen. Yvonne. The name rang in my ears louder than anything else.For a second, I forgot how to breathe. Where… where had I heard that name before? It tickled the back of my mind, taunting me. Some old memory, some conversation I hadn’t cared enough about. Now it felt like that name was pulling the ground out from under my feet.My stomach twisted into a tight, painful knot. I tried to swallow, but it was like trying to swallow a rock. My palms went clammy. My fingers shook slightly where they hung by my sides.Who is she to him? Was Josh really in love with her? Why am I hurt?I know our relationship is just a contract, but I'm b
“You won’t regret it,” I whisper—but the second the words leave my lips, Josh is on me.His mouth crashes against mine again, his lips were hot, hungry, desperate. His kiss steals the air from my lungs, and I give in, melting under him. His hands are everywhere—rough, demanding, sliding under my dr
He didn’t answer right away. His fingers drummed against his knee, his gaze fixed out the window as if searching for something beyond the glass. Finally, he turned to me, his eyes dark and unreadable."What if it is?" His tone was sharp, daring. "Will you still go ahead with the marriage contract…
The car rolls to a smooth stop in front of Lumière Luxe Spa, and I barely manage to keep my jaw from dropping. The place looks like it was pulled straight out of a luxury travel magazine it has sleek glass walls, marble steps, and an entrance so polished it practically sparkles under the sunlight.
I sat on the bed, watching Josh walk out to the balcony. He didn't say a word, just kept his back to me. I felt a pang of confusion. What was going on?He stood outside, phone pressed to his ear, his other hand running through his hair. The night air rustled his shirt, but he didn't seem to notice.






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