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BURN FOR ME.... Mr COLE

BURN FOR ME.... Mr COLE

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last updateLast Updated : 2026-08-31
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Dark Romance

CEO

Contract Marriage

--- *BURN FOR ME, MR. COLE* _Genre: Billionaire Romance | Forced Marriage | Possessive | Emotional_ *SYNOPSIS* Ava Sinclair has 48 hours to save her 9-year-old brother. The only man who can help her is *Damian Cole* — billionaire, ruthless, and the same man who destroyed her father 3 years ago. His offer is simple: *12 months. Be my wife. I’ll pay $2 million for your brother’s treatment.* Trapped by desperation, Ava signs. The wedding is cold. The contract is cruel. But the nights? The nights are dangerous. Behind closed doors, the devil starts to crack. He asks before he kisses. He holds her hand while she sleeps. And when his family tries to tear them apart, he stands in a boardroom and says: *"She’s my wife. Anyone who touches her answers to me."* Then comes the real test — her brother’s surgery. In a hospital waiting room, the billionaire breaks. "I lost my mother when I was 17. I can’t lose him too." When the surgery succeeds, the contract between them burns. What’s left is something neither of them planned for: *Love.* He married her for revenge. Now he’d burn the world to keep her. --- *KEY TAGS* #PossessiveBillionaire #ForcedMarriage #SlowBurn #EmotionalML #MedicalDrama #RevengeToLove

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69 Chapters
The Devil's Contract
The rain slammed against the glass walls of Cole Tower like it was trying to break in. Sixty floors up, New York looked like a painting. Lights. Cars. People with problems smaller than mine. But my world had shrunk to one room. His office. The air smelled like leather, expensive cologne, and power. The kind of power that buys hospitals, buys judges, buys people. And today, it was going to buy me. Damian Cole sat behind a desk that probably cost more than my apartment. 32 years old. CEO of Cole Industries. Net worth: 4.7 billion. Black suit, white shirt open at the collar, sleeves rolled up to show forearms that looked like they could break stone. Dark hair, slightly messy. A jawline that could cut glass. And eyes. God, his eyes. Black. Cold. The eyes of a man who’d never lost. The man who destroyed my father three years ago. “Stop staring, Ms. Sinclair,” he said without looking up. “It won’t make this easier.” I flinched. Ava Sinclair. That was
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The Wedding Night
The Bentley didn’t make a sound. Leather seats. Tinted windows. The whole world outside blurred. Damian sat next to me. Not touching. Three inches of space between us that felt like a wall. He was scrolling through emails on his phone. Like we’d just signed a business deal. Not a marriage. “Mrs. Cole.” The word hit me in the chest. I turned. “Don’t call me that.” He finally looked up. Those black eyes scanned my face, my white dress, my hands clutching my purse. “Legally, that’s what you are.” His voice was low. “For 12 months.” “Legally,” I repeated. “Not in reality.” A muscle in his jaw twitched. “We’ll see.” The car stopped. Cole Penthouse. The elevator was glass. 60 floors up, the city spread below us. I watched my reflection next to his. Bride and groom. Strangers. The doors opened and cold air hit me. Not temperature. Atmosphere. This was his territory. Mrs. Ellis was gone. The penthouse was silent. Too big. Too quiet. My suit
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The Morning After
Sunlight. Not the harsh kind. The soft, golden kind that slips through glass and makes everything look less broken. I woke up to the smell of cedar and coffee. And to warmth. My hand was still in his. Damian. We’d fallen asleep like that. 2 feet apart turned into 0 inches somewhere between 4AM and sunrise. His arm was around me now. Not tight. Just... there. His chest rising and falling against my back. I didn’t move. I was afraid if I did, this would end. And for the first time in 3 years, I didn’t feel like I was drowning. His breath was warm on my neck. “Morning,” he murmured. Voice rough from sleep. I froze. “You’re awake.” “Have been. For 20 minutes.” A pause. “Watching you.” My cheeks burned. “Why?” “Because you look different when you’re not scared of me.” I turned in his arms. Careful. Slow. He was propped on one elbow, watching me. Hair messy. Shirt still off. Those black eyes weren’t cold. They were... curious. “Don’t,” I whispered.
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The Board And The Boss
I woke up alone. The other side of the bed was cold. But there was a note on Damian’s pillow. _Ava,_ _Board meeting. 8AM. Don’t come to the office. -D_ Don’t come to the office. Right. Because I was a secret. Because I was a Sinclair. I crumpled the note and threw it away. Then I went to the shower. --- 10AM. Liam’s transplant was moved to Friday. Today was Wednesday. Two days. I sat by his bed, reading to him. Space books. His favorite. “AVI, read the one about Mars again!” I smiled. “Bossy.” The door opened. Damian. Black suit. No tie. Dark circles under his eyes. He looked like he hadn’t slept. “Hey,” I said. “Hey.” His eyes went to Liam, then back to me. “How is he?” “Good. Doctor says his counts are up.” Damian nodded. He didn’t come closer. Stood by the door like a stranger. “I have to go. Flight to Chicago. Board wants me there.” “Oh.” My stomach dropped. “When will you be back?” “Tomorrow night.” A pause. “Mrs. Ellis will
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48' HOURS
Friday. 6:00 AM. The city was still asleep. I was already dressed. White again. I couldn’t help it. It was for Liam. Damian was in the kitchen. Coffee in one hand. Phone in the other. He hadn’t slept. I could see it in his eyes. “You ready?” he asked. Voice low. I nodded. Couldn’t speak. My throat was too tight. The car ride was silent. His hand found mine on the seat. Held it. Tight. Cole Private Hospital. 7th floor. Surgical wing. Everything was white. Too clean. Too quiet. Dr. Harris met us. “Mr. Cole. Ms. Sinclair. We’re ready.” “Where’s Liam?” I whispered. “Pre-op. Room 710. He’s asking for you.” I ran. --- Liam was in a tiny hospital gown. IV in his arm. But he was smiling. “Avi! Are you nervous?” “Terrified,” I admitted, sitting on the edge of his bed. “Don’t be.” He took my hand with his small one. “The doctor said this will make me better. Then we can go to the park. And you promised me ice cream.” “I did.” My voice broke. “And I’m keep
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THE AFTERMATH
I woke up to sunlight and arms around me. Damian. He was still holding me. Like he was afraid I’d disappear if he let go. My phone buzzed again. *Liam: Ice cream???* I laughed into Damian’s chest. “He’s awake. He wants ice cream.” Damian’s eyes opened. Dark. Soft. “Then we’re getting him ice cream.” He kissed my forehead. “Good morning, Mrs. Cole.” “Good morning.” For 5 minutes the world was perfect. Then his phone rang. *VICTORIA* He stared at it. Didn’t answer. It rang again. “Answer it,” I said quietly. He did. Speaker. “Damian. We need to talk. Now.” Victoria’s voice was ice. “About what, Aunt?” “About the stunt you pulled in the boardroom. About her.” A pause. “And about the $2 million you funneled into Sinclair Medical without board approval.” Damian’s jaw tightened. “We’ll talk at 10. My office.” He hung up. I sat up. “What did she mean? $2 million?” “Nothing you need to worry about.” “Damian.” He sighed. Ran a hand through his
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12 MONTHS LATER
*ONE YEAR LATER*The sun was setting over Cole Vineyard. White chairs. Fairy lights. 200 guests. And me, in a white dress. Again. But this time it wasn’t a contract. This time it was real. “Avi! You look like a princess!” Liam ran up to me. Healthy. Hair grown back. No IV. No hospital bracelet. He was 10 now. And annoying as hell. I crouched and hugged him. “You look like a troublemaker.” “Guilty.” He grinned. “Mr. Cole said I can have 3 cakes today.” “Of course he did.” I laughed. The doors opened. And there he was. *Damian Cole.* Black tux. No tie. Hair a little messy like he ran his hands through it. But his eyes... his eyes were only on me. For a second the whole world disappeared. The past year flashed. Hospital rooms. Board fights. Late nights. Whiskey. And love. So much love. He stopped in front of me. “Hey, Mrs. Cole.” “Hey, Mr. Cole.” He took my hands. Kissed my knuckles. “You sure about this? Second time’s a charm?” I smiled.
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THE NIGHT HE BROKE
*8 MONTHS PREGNANT*I couldn't sleep. The baby was kicking. Hard. And the house was too quiet. "Damian?" I whispered. No answer. The other side of the bed was cold. His side hadn't been slept in. My chest tightened. 8 months. Due in 4 weeks. And he wasn't here. I grabbed my robe and went downstairs. The penthouse was dark. Except for his office. Light under the door. I knocked. "Damian?" "Come in." His voice was rough. He was at the window. Whiskey in hand. Shirt unbuttoned. Tie on the floor. He looked wrecked. "What's wrong?" I asked. "It's 3AM." He didn't turn. "Nothing." "Damian. Look at me." He did. And god. His eyes were red. Jaw clenched. Like he was holding in a storm. "Board meeting tomorrow," he said. "Nothing you need to worry about." "Bullshit." I walked to him. "You've been doing this for a week. Coming home late. Not talking. Drinking." He set the glass down. Hard. "I said don't worry about it." "I'm 8 months pregn
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THe Night She Came
*2 WEEKS EARLY. 2:17 AM.*Pain. Sharp. White. "Damian." No answer. "Damian!" I was gripping the sheets. Breathing hard. 8 months and 2 weeks. The baby decided to come early. The bedroom door flew open. Damian. Boxers. No shirt. Hair wild. "What's wrong?" "Water broke," I panted. "It's time." His face went blank. For 2 seconds. Then chaos. "Okay. Okay. Hospital. Bag. Keys. Call Dr. Harris—" "Damian." I grabbed his wrist. "Breathe." He looked at me. And I saw it. Terror. Pure terror. "You're okay," I whispered. "We got this. Remember?" He nodded. Once. Then he scooped me up like I weighed nothing. "Don't you dare drop me," I said through gritted teeth. "Never." --- *COLE PRIVATE HOSPITAL. 2:43 AM.* Room 711. Same floor as Liam was a year ago. But this time it was different. Nurses. Monitors. IV. Dr. Harris. "She's 6cm dilated. This is going fast." Damian hadn't let go of my hand. Not once. His other hand was gripping the bed rail
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One Month Later
*ONE MONTH LATER* *COLE PENTHOUSE. 3:17 AM.*Crying. Not me. Her. Eliza. I was already sitting up before the sound fully registered. But Damian beat me to it. He was out of bed. Shirtless. Barefoot. In the nursery before I could even swing my legs over the side. "Got her," he called. Voice soft. "I got her, Ava. Go back to sleep." I smiled in the dark. Like hell I was going back to sleep. By the time I walked in, he was already rocking her. In just his boxers. Hair a mess. Dark circles under his eyes. And Eliza on his bare chest. "Shhh," he whispered to her. "I know, baby. I know. Daddy's here. Daddy's got you." She sniffled. Calmed. I leaned on the doorframe. "You know they have bottles, right? You don't have to do skin to skin every time she cries." Damian looked up. And grinned. "She likes my chest better." "Arrogant." "Accurate." He winked. He walked to me. Eliza between us. Kissed my forehead. "You should be sleeping." "So shoul
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