LOGINBefore Monica came into the picture, they had occasionally disguised their meetings as business trips. Martin would invent a reason to travel, and Kelly would find a way to join him without raising suspicion.A similar case in which Monica had caught them at.Those had been simpler days.Days when they could spend hours together without constantly worrying about who might see them.Kelly missed them.She missed having Martin to herself without the inconvenience of a fiancée waiting for him at home.But things had changed, and they had been forced to make do with whatever opportunities presented themselves.Tonight was no different.The world outside their car continued moving, but inside, the two of them were occupied with each other.Martin held her waist tightly as the last of his restraint slipped away. Kelly clung to him, whispering his name between breathless kisses.For a while, there was no Monica, no engagement or family expectations.No Montrose enterprise to aim at. It was j
The drive back to the Montrose mansion was anything but peaceful.Martin sat behind the steering wheel, his eyes fixed on the road ahead while the occasional flash of streetlights passed over his face. His jaw remained tightly clenched, and his hands gripped the steering wheel with enough force to reveal just how irritated he was.Beside him, Kelly shifted uncomfortably in her seat.She had been watching him for several minutes, trying to figure out what was going through his mind."Martin?" She called but he didn't respond.She turned towards him. "Martin, what's wrong with you?" She inquired but there was nothing.He continued driving, his expression growing colder with every passing minute.Kelly frowned.She couldn't understand what had happened between him and Monica that had left him in such a foul mood.She had been perfectly comfortable watching him play the loving fiancé earlier. In fact, she rather enjoyed it when Martin showered Monica with affection, provided she knew it w
After her mother left the room, Monica remained seated on the edge of her bed.Her gaze settled on the floor, but her thoughts were moving rapidly.The pieces were beginning to fall into place.The Montrose family had once dismissed her father's invention when he was still struggling to establish his business. They hadn't believed in his innovative mind or seen any value in what he was trying to build and had built then.Yet now that he had succeeded, they wanted his company. Not merely a partnership.Not simply an opportunity to work together. They wanted to bring the Dale Corporation under their banner.And what better way to achieve that than through a marriage alliance with the only heir?Monica's fingers curled slightly.Her mother had mentioned that she would eventually take her rightful position in the company while Martin would lead the Montrose enterprise.It sounded like a reasonable arrangement when presented that way. But there was a significant detail her mother had overl
As soon as they entered her bedroom, Monica closed the door.She needed to be careful about how she approached the subject. Her mother was a gentle woman, and although she had always been supportive of her, she wasn't particularly good at recognising the kind of business dealings that could hide behind seemingly generous offers.There was also the possibility that she might unintentionally reveal something to Andrew.Monica didn't want that. She turned towards her mother, who had settled on the edge of the bed."Mum, can I ask you something?"Her mother smiled. "Of course, darling. What's bothering you?" She asked, seemingly giving Monica the choice to share the side of her worries she wishes to share with her.Monica hesitated briefly before taking a seat beside her."What do you know about the Montrose enterprise and Dad's company?"Her mother's expression changed slightly. "The Montrose enterprise?" She asked, not understanding what her daughter was aiming to know."Yes. I mean, wh
Whatever Monica had expected to happen after announcing their breakup, Martin's reaction wasn't it.She had expected him to argue, perhaps become angry, or at the very least make another attempt to convince her that ending their engagement was a mistake.Instead, he simply stared at her for a moment before slowly rising from the bench."Well..." He adjusted his jacket, his expression settling into something almost indifferent. "Judging by your current mood, I don't think you're going to change your mind about returning to the party with me."Monica looked up at him.That was it? No questions? No desperate attempt to salvage their relationship? No insistence that he couldn't possibly let her walk away?Martin glanced towards the house."I think you should take some time to cool off. We can discuss this properly another day, preferably when we're both in a better frame of mind."He paused before adding, "Perhaps we should involve both families when we have that discussion. There's no ne
"What the fuck, Monica!" he exclaimed, wincing as he brought a hand to his cheek.Monica wiped her mouth with the back of her palm. She felt sick.For a moment, she wanted to call him every disgusting name that came to mind. She wanted to remind him that she knew exactly what he had been doing with Kelly and that his pathetic performance of a loving fiancé was wasted on her.But what would be the point? Would he admit it? Would he suddenly become honest and confess that he had been sleeping with his cousin while making promises to her?She doubted it.Martin would probably deny everything, twist her words, and find a way to make her feel guilty for questioning him. She wasn't interested in listening to another round of excuses, much less giving him the satisfaction of knowing how much she had discovered.She had already wasted enough time trying to understand the man she thought she knew."Don't ever do that again." Her voice was quiet, but the firmness behind it was unmistakable.Mar







