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Chapter 47 - Aftershock

์ž‘๊ฐ€: Steph Starry
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(Gloria)

The beeping is the first thing I notice when I wake up. Slow, steady, and annoying as hell. Then thereโ€™s this sting in my head, like someone cracked it open and poured regret inside.

I blink against the harsh white of the ceiling. My throat feels like sandpaper and my limbs feel heavier than wet cement. It takes a second for the fog to lift, then everything slams into me like a goddamn freight train.

The Lysander. Kate and Damon. The photos. The voice recording.

The envelope.

Shit.

I jerk up, or I try to, and pain shoots through my side so fast it nearly knocks me out again. I groan, my head falling back against the pillow and breathing through my teeth like thatโ€™ll make it hurt less.

The parking lot and that bastard who kicked meโ€ฆ

His boot connecting with my ribs savagely like he had a vendetta. All of it gone, the proof, the evidence. The one thing I had to burn their whole little game to the ground. It was all on my phone and in my bag, tucked with that envelope I swiped f
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  • Contracted to Deceive ย ย ย Chapter 48 - Post-hospital outing

    (Gloria)So far, Iโ€™ve successfully dodged the GI - Gabriel Interrogation.Barely.He hasnโ€™t asked again about the envelope, but the way he keeps looking at me? Like heโ€™s waiting for a confession or a crack or maybe just for me to trip over my own guilt, itโ€™s exhausting. Iโ€™ve spent the last day pretending to nap, sipping lukewarm soup, and mentally running laps around how I came to lose everything.And now, finally, Iโ€™m getting out of this hospital.The door swings open and in walks Gabriel in a fresh suit, coffee in hand, andโ€ฆ a box.I blink. โ€œPlease tell me thatโ€™s not another fruit basket.โ€He smirks, then he walks over and places it on the bed beside me. โ€œNope. Just thought you might want your life back.โ€I peel back the lid, and there it isโ€ฆ a brand new phone.โ€œGabriel,โ€ I say, stunned, โ€œyou didnโ€™t have toโ€ฆโ€โ€œI wanted to,โ€ he says simply, settling into the chair. โ€œBesides, you need a way to ignore my texts again.โ€I laugh, but it hurts my ribs, so I wince instead. โ€œStill not funny.

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  • Contracted to Deceive ย ย ย Chapter 49 - The Blackmail

    (Gloria)โ€œSo are we gonna pretend that look he gave you at the door wasnโ€™t straight out of a romance novel orโ€ฆ?โ€I donโ€™t even bother looking up from my phone. โ€œElena.โ€โ€œOh come on, Gloria.โ€ She throws herself dramatically onto the couch beside me before bouncing back up again, clearly too excited to sit still. โ€œHe practically undressed you with his eyes. You guys are so in love.โ€I grunt. โ€œWeโ€™re not in love.โ€โ€œSure,โ€ she says, heading into my kitchen. โ€œJust sharing tender hospital hand holding and making googly eyes on the front porch. Totally platonic.โ€โ€œI was nearly murdered, Elena. That wasnโ€™t a googly eye moment, it was a โ€˜thank God youโ€™re not deadโ€™ moment.โ€โ€œSame thing.โ€ She starts opening cabinets. โ€œDo you even have food, or am I making a miracle out of stale cereal and bread?โ€โ€œMiddle shelf. Thereโ€™s pasta and the sauce you like.โ€โ€œHa! Knew I was your favorite.โ€I roll my eyes, sinking further into the couch, with my blanket tucked around me like protective armor. My ribs still

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  • Contracted to Deceive ย ย ย Chapter 50 - Dilemma

    I come back to my senses with the sharp sting of a slap that feels like Iโ€™ve been yanked from a deep, suffocating dream. My head spins, and everything is blurry for a moment. โ€œElenaโ€ฆโ€ I murmur weakly.Her hand is warm and shaking as she holds my face, the slap was just her frantic attempt to bring me back.โ€œGloria! What the hellโ€ฆ Gloria! Should I call the hospital?โ€ she asks, her voice rising in panic. โ€œShould I call Gabriel?โ€I push her hand away weakly, trying to sit up, โ€œNoโ€ฆ no hospital,โ€ I mutter, my voice unsteady. โ€œIโ€™m fine. Justโ€ฆ too much.โ€I try to stand, but my legs betray me and give out beneath me. I stumble forward, barely catching myself against the edge of the coffee table.โ€œElena, Iโ€ฆโ€But before I can say more, I crumble, tears welling up in my eyes and spilling over before I can stop them.โ€œGloria?โ€ Elena asks, confusion in her voice. โ€œWhatโ€™s wrong? Whatโ€™s going on?โ€I shake my head, unable to answer. โ€œIโ€™mโ€ฆ Iโ€™m just soโ€ฆ overwhelmed.โ€ The sobs shake my whole body, and

    ์ตœ์‹  ์—…๋ฐ์ดํŠธ : 2025-04-09
  • Contracted to Deceive ย ย ย Chapter 51 - Making an effort

    (Gloria)I walk through the office doors with my face set in a grim expression. The air feels thicker and heavier today as the weight of everything is dragging me down. My mindโ€™s a mess, and no matter how hard I try to push it away, the blackmail message keeps circling back and I canโ€™t shake it.Iโ€™m almost at my desk when I hear footsteps behind me. Gabriel. I can feel his gaze on me before he even speaks.โ€œGloria,โ€ he says, his voice low and concerned. โ€œI told you to take the day off. Why are you here?โ€I try to keep my voice steady, but thereโ€™s a tightness in my chest. โ€œI feel better. Besides, Iโ€™d just be bored at home.โ€The words come out before I even think about them. But as I look at him, really look at him, I feel the guilt hit me. Heโ€™s genuinely worried and I can see it in the way his brow furrows, in the way his eyes search mine like heโ€™s trying to figure out if Iโ€™m lying.I swallow hard. โ€œIโ€™m fine.โ€He doesnโ€™t seem convinced, but he doesnโ€™t press me. Instead, he gives me a s

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  • Contracted to Deceive ย ย ย Chapter 52 - Chinese Takeout

    (Gloria)The next day Iโ€™m at home. Iโ€™d gone home early the previous day after telling Gabriel Iโ€™d take the day off, much to his delight. I guess he was happy to get me to relax a bit.Now, Iโ€™m on the couch, wrapped in my blanket mindlessly eating Chinese takeout. The TVโ€™s on but Iโ€™m not really watching anything. Iโ€™m just sort ofโ€ฆ there. My thoughts are too tangled, too all over the place, and I canโ€™t seem to shake off this feeling of being stuck.Iโ€™m lost in the emptiness of the moment when the doorbell rings, interrupting the silence. I almost ignore it, who the hell is visiting me? Iโ€™m not expecting anyone. But the damn thing rings again, louder this time. So, I roll my eyes and reluctantly pull myself up off the couch.When I open the door, Iโ€™m hit with the surprise of a delivery guy standing there holding a big hamper. Thereโ€™s food, fruit, andโ€ฆ flowers? My first thought is, What the hell?He hands me a card after I sign for it. I glance at it, almost as if I donโ€™t want to know who

    ์ตœ์‹  ์—…๋ฐ์ดํŠธ : 2025-04-11
  • Contracted to Deceive ย ย ย Chapter 53 - Upheaval

    (Gloria) I wake up with a jolt with my phone vibrating against my chest and pressing into me like itโ€™s trying to make sure Iโ€™m awake. Groaning, I push it off and onto the couch, the screen lighting up and blinking at me like a warning sign. I rub my eyes, feeling the ache in my head from too much sleep, and I shuffle to the kitchen, craving some water to shake off the grogginess. The cool glass of water hits my lips but it doesnโ€™t stop the gnawing feeling in my gut. I can hear my phone, no, I can feel it vibrating from the other room. Then the beeps start. A flood of notifications, calls. I freeze, water halfway down my throat, and a cold shiver races down my spine. I know whatโ€™s happening. I know. Itโ€™s over. Theyโ€™ve done it. Just like they said they would. Iโ€™ve been exposed. My heart races as I stare at the water in my hand, as if it could somehow give me the answers I need, some way out. But there isnโ€™t one. Itโ€™s too late now. I ignore the phone, my fingers twitching as the n

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  • Contracted to Deceive ย ย ย Chapter 54 - Fool me once

    (Gabriel)โ€œWell?โ€ I ask, the word coming out as more of a command than a question. My eyes rake over her coldly but inside, a storm is raging. She looks like a mess, unkept, terrified, and I can barely keep it together.Iโ€™m fighting every impulse not to grab her and shake the answers out of her, demanding she tell me what the hell is going on. Instead, I stand there stiffly, my fists clenched at my sides trying to control the rage thatโ€™s boiling in my veins.Kate had walked into my office earlier, slamming that tablet down in front of me with an expression that said โ€˜you need to see thisโ€™. The documentary was everywhere, the headline hitting me like a slap across the face: Ex-Drug Dealerโ€™s Secret Contract to Marry Montclair CEO. The words felt like they burned into my skin.Gloria, an ex-drug dealer working with her trash of an ex, Ethan. And then the real kicker, a contract from my mother, Eleanor Montclair, to marry me for money. All over the media. Iโ€™m still trying to wrap my head

    ์ตœ์‹  ์—…๋ฐ์ดํŠธ : 2025-04-12
  • Contracted to Deceive ย ย ย Chapter 55 - Welp

    (Gloria)I stare at the door hoping it might swing back open like Gabriel forgot something, maybe his sanity, maybe his heart. Maybe the part of him that didnโ€™t just threaten me like a mafia boss in a three piece suit.But no. It stays shut.And Iโ€™m just standing there, jaw slack and completely, spectacularly, ruined.โ€œWelp,โ€ I whisper, blinking. โ€œI think that went well.โ€A tiny, pitiful laugh bubbles out of me but it dies as fast as it came.I take a step forward, my knees buckle. Okay. Thatโ€™s fine. Thatโ€™s totally okay. Iโ€™ve been through worse.โ€ฆHavenโ€™t I?Then I collapse onto the floor in a heap, one arm flopped over my stomach like Iโ€™ve just been fatally wounded in battle. Maybe I have. The battle of the heart. The war of love. The massacre of dignity.And then it happens, the sobs.Real ones, loud and messy. Not those pretty movie tears. Nope. This is the kind of crying that makes your face puff up like a marshmallow and your nose run like a broken faucet.I bury my face in my han

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  • Contracted to Deceive ย ย ย Chapter 60 - The red wedding

    (Gloria)โ€œBreathe,โ€ Elena whispered, tucking a stray curl behind my ear.I tried but the air caught in my throat, thick and dry. My lungs were working, but it didnโ€™t feel like breathing, it felt like drowning.The dress fit like a custom made trap.Silk, delicate and stupidly expensive, clunging to every inch of me like it had a personal grudge. White, backless, tight around the ribs, I looked like the kind of dreamy bride people wrote poems about. But underneath? I felt like a prisoner.We stood just behind a pillar out of sight, but I could already hear the rustle of guests, the low hum of whispers, and the click-click-click of paparazzi cameras fighting for a shot. โ€œYou ready?โ€ Elena asked, her fingers brushing mine.I nodded, but the truth was, I wanted to run, like, just bolt. But my heels stayed rooted to the grass, like even they knew escape was pointless.โ€œYou look like youโ€™re about to jump the hedge,โ€ she said. โ€œIf you do, Iโ€™m not wearing flats under this dress for nothing. I

  • Contracted to Deceive ย ย ย Chapter 59 - Wedding bells

    (Gloria)Elena sinks into the chair beside me, picking up the halfempty wine bottle on the table. โ€œSoโ€ฆ everythingโ€™s unraveling fast, huh?โ€I let the rim of the glass rest on my lips before I answer. โ€œApocalyptic.โ€She winces. โ€œSorry.โ€I shrug stiffly. โ€œDonโ€™t be. Eleanor Montclair doesnโ€™t back down. Iโ€™ll give her that.โ€Thereโ€™s a beat of silence, then Elena says quietly, โ€œYou admire her?โ€I scoff. โ€œNo. Maybe. Hell, I donโ€™t even know. Sheโ€™s scary but effective. She sent me this ridiculous form to fill out, and when I hesitated, she hit me with so much legal jargon, I thought Iโ€™d be arrested for lying about my blood type.โ€Elena lets out a low whistle. โ€œShe really did her daughter-in-law homework.โ€โ€œThoroughly,โ€ I mutter, setting the glass down harder than I mean to. โ€œShame her son isnโ€™t going along without a fightโ€Elena shifts. โ€œHe was angryโ€ฆโ€โ€œHe was humiliated,โ€ I cut in. โ€œAnd now he thinks marrying me is the worst decision of his life.โ€Elena clears her throat. โ€œJordan hasnโ€™t called

  • Contracted to Deceive ย ย ย Chapter 58 - Done deal

    (Gabriel)The moment I step out of the car back home, flashes go off like fireworks from the cameras shoved into my face, with reporters barking questions I have zero interest in answering.โ€œMr. Montclair, is it true you fired your secretary?โ€โ€œWas the relationship ever real?โ€โ€œDid she seduce you for the money?โ€I keep walking with my sunglasses on. Let them feast on the scraps because Iโ€™m here for the queen of manipulation herself.I push open the grand double doors and make my way inside without a word to the housekeepers who bow and scurry out of my way. Up the marble stairs, past the lifeless portraits of smiling men I never cared to resemble, and straight to her favorite room, the tea room.The doorโ€™s already open of course. She probably wants this to feel casual and warm. My mother sits by the window elegantly like sheโ€™s been waiting for me to arrive. She smiles like Iโ€™m her darling boy coming home from war.โ€œGabriel,โ€ she says softly, patting the velvet cushion beside her. โ€œCo

  • Contracted to Deceive ย ย ย Chapter 57 - Hawaii

    (Gabriel) The saltwater clings to my skin as I step out of the ocean, feeling the waves pull away from me with each step forward and i take a deep breath to enjoy the tropical air. Hawaiiโ€™s warm breeze is supposed to wash away the anger, frustration, and chaos of my life, but it doesnโ€™t. It doesnโ€™t do a damn thing to numb the knot in my stomach or the rage simmering just beneath the surface of my skin.I make my way to the beach dragging my board behind me, the sound of the ocean drowned out by the rush in my ears. The soft sand shifts under my feet as I approach the edge of the beach, and thatโ€™s when I see them.Two women. Tall, tanned, and wearing almost nothing. Theyโ€™re eyeing me up like Iโ€™m their next meal. I donโ€™t blame them, no doubt the waves have done wonders for my physique.The blonde is the first to speak. โ€œNice ride out there,โ€ she says with flirtation in her voice.I glance over to them disinterestedly. Iโ€™m not in the mood for small talk. But then I notice the brunette.

  • Contracted to Deceive ย ย ย Chapter 56 - The plot thickens

    (Gloria)My phone rings and I almost drop it. Eleanor Montclair.Her name stares back at me like itโ€™s been branded on my screen. I freeze, every one of my muscles tightening. Suddenly, the idea of crying over a documentary feels like a warm up for the real horror show to come .Because if thereโ€™s one person whoโ€™s probably angrier than Gabriel right now, itโ€™s his mother.I imagine her standing in a designer robe, swirling a glass of wine like a villain from a movie, already drafting the legal papers to sue me into poverty. I picture myself back on Elenaโ€™s couch begging for space, struggling to afford groceries, and eating cheap ramen in bulk while I try to pay backโ€ฆThe phone buzzes again in my palm demanding an answer.Shit. Okay.I swipe. โ€œHello?โ€No greeting and no hesitation.โ€œIโ€™ll pay it back,โ€ I blurt. โ€œPlease. Just give me a payment plan or something. Iโ€ฆ I know the contractโ€™s over, but I swear Iโ€™ll find a way. You donโ€™t have to take me to court or ruin my life orโ€ฆ โ€โ€œGloria,โ€ El

  • Contracted to Deceive ย ย ย Chapter 55 - Welp

    (Gloria)I stare at the door hoping it might swing back open like Gabriel forgot something, maybe his sanity, maybe his heart. Maybe the part of him that didnโ€™t just threaten me like a mafia boss in a three piece suit.But no. It stays shut.And Iโ€™m just standing there, jaw slack and completely, spectacularly, ruined.โ€œWelp,โ€ I whisper, blinking. โ€œI think that went well.โ€A tiny, pitiful laugh bubbles out of me but it dies as fast as it came.I take a step forward, my knees buckle. Okay. Thatโ€™s fine. Thatโ€™s totally okay. Iโ€™ve been through worse.โ€ฆHavenโ€™t I?Then I collapse onto the floor in a heap, one arm flopped over my stomach like Iโ€™ve just been fatally wounded in battle. Maybe I have. The battle of the heart. The war of love. The massacre of dignity.And then it happens, the sobs.Real ones, loud and messy. Not those pretty movie tears. Nope. This is the kind of crying that makes your face puff up like a marshmallow and your nose run like a broken faucet.I bury my face in my han

  • Contracted to Deceive ย ย ย Chapter 54 - Fool me once

    (Gabriel)โ€œWell?โ€ I ask, the word coming out as more of a command than a question. My eyes rake over her coldly but inside, a storm is raging. She looks like a mess, unkept, terrified, and I can barely keep it together.Iโ€™m fighting every impulse not to grab her and shake the answers out of her, demanding she tell me what the hell is going on. Instead, I stand there stiffly, my fists clenched at my sides trying to control the rage thatโ€™s boiling in my veins.Kate had walked into my office earlier, slamming that tablet down in front of me with an expression that said โ€˜you need to see thisโ€™. The documentary was everywhere, the headline hitting me like a slap across the face: Ex-Drug Dealerโ€™s Secret Contract to Marry Montclair CEO. The words felt like they burned into my skin.Gloria, an ex-drug dealer working with her trash of an ex, Ethan. And then the real kicker, a contract from my mother, Eleanor Montclair, to marry me for money. All over the media. Iโ€™m still trying to wrap my head

  • Contracted to Deceive ย ย ย Chapter 53 - Upheaval

    (Gloria) I wake up with a jolt with my phone vibrating against my chest and pressing into me like itโ€™s trying to make sure Iโ€™m awake. Groaning, I push it off and onto the couch, the screen lighting up and blinking at me like a warning sign. I rub my eyes, feeling the ache in my head from too much sleep, and I shuffle to the kitchen, craving some water to shake off the grogginess. The cool glass of water hits my lips but it doesnโ€™t stop the gnawing feeling in my gut. I can hear my phone, no, I can feel it vibrating from the other room. Then the beeps start. A flood of notifications, calls. I freeze, water halfway down my throat, and a cold shiver races down my spine. I know whatโ€™s happening. I know. Itโ€™s over. Theyโ€™ve done it. Just like they said they would. Iโ€™ve been exposed. My heart races as I stare at the water in my hand, as if it could somehow give me the answers I need, some way out. But there isnโ€™t one. Itโ€™s too late now. I ignore the phone, my fingers twitching as the n

  • Contracted to Deceive ย ย ย Chapter 52 - Chinese Takeout

    (Gloria)The next day Iโ€™m at home. Iโ€™d gone home early the previous day after telling Gabriel Iโ€™d take the day off, much to his delight. I guess he was happy to get me to relax a bit.Now, Iโ€™m on the couch, wrapped in my blanket mindlessly eating Chinese takeout. The TVโ€™s on but Iโ€™m not really watching anything. Iโ€™m just sort ofโ€ฆ there. My thoughts are too tangled, too all over the place, and I canโ€™t seem to shake off this feeling of being stuck.Iโ€™m lost in the emptiness of the moment when the doorbell rings, interrupting the silence. I almost ignore it, who the hell is visiting me? Iโ€™m not expecting anyone. But the damn thing rings again, louder this time. So, I roll my eyes and reluctantly pull myself up off the couch.When I open the door, Iโ€™m hit with the surprise of a delivery guy standing there holding a big hamper. Thereโ€™s food, fruit, andโ€ฆ flowers? My first thought is, What the hell?He hands me a card after I sign for it. I glance at it, almost as if I donโ€™t want to know who

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