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The club pulsed with bass, sweat, and strobe lights.

Bodies moved like liquid under the flashing colors, laughter mingled with the throb of music, and the air was thick with perfume, cologne, and a dash of bad decisions.

Tina and I slipped into a corner booth near the VIP section—far enough to avoid creeps, close enough to spot drama.

She tossed back her curls and gave me that look the second the waiter dropped our drinks.

"Okay," she leaned in, practically vibrating, "spill. Everything. The wedding night. How was it?"

I hesitated.

The truth?

There was none. No kiss. No hug. Nathan had left the country faster than I could say just married.

But then I remembered the contract.

Wife. To the world, I was his wife.

And wives? Don’t sleep alone on their wedding night.

So I smiled, leaned back against the velvet booth, and took a slow sip of my drink like the memory was too good to rush.

"Girl," I said, drawing out the word, "when I say I didn’t know my legs could bend like that…
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  • Entangled With Mr.ceo   21

    Brian’s guy dropped me off at a place I’d never been but somehow felt perfect for how wrecked I was—quiet, dim lights, soft music, no eyes watching. Brian was already waiting, leaning back on a bar stool like he owned the whole place. “You said you wanted to drink,” he said gently when he saw me. “So—here.” I nodded, even though my head was pounding from crying, not alcohol. My makeup could pretend to hold me together, but it couldn’t hide the fact that I’d fallen apart. Brian ordered something light, something he clearly thought I could handle. Turns out… I couldn’t. One sip. Two. By the third, the room was already moving. My chest felt warm. My eyes blurred. Everything in me loosened like someone had untied all the strings holding me upright. “Wait—wait, Ivy, what the hell?” Brian leaned toward me, eyes wide. “Can you even drink?” I blinked at him, my vision scattering. “I… I drink water,” I mumbled. “For God’s sake.” He ran a hand through his hair, exasperated and worrie

  • Entangled With Mr.ceo   20

    I had barely taken three steps up the stairs when a familiar voice drifted from the foyer. A voice I wished I would never have to hear inside this house. “Oh, Ivy. You’re here.” My entire body stiffened. I turned slowly… and there she was. Amy. Tall, polished, dressed in a dangerously short silk dress that showed more cleavage than fabric. Her smile was soft, innocent even — but her eyes were sharp, calculating, and way too comfortable in Nathan’s home. Behind her, two delivery men held a huge gold-wrapped box. Of course. Of course she would be here today of all days. My heart stumbled in my chest as my gaze flicked to Nathan, who had just stepped out of the hallway. His expression changed the moment he saw her. A subtle softening. A warmth he never used on me. “Amy?” he said, and his voice — God — it held something familiar. Something intimate. She practically floated toward him. “Happy birthday,” she cooed, grabbing the gift from the delivery guy

  • Entangled With Mr.ceo   19

    I decided to do something special for Nathan. I didn't know his preferences so I asked Theresa for help. I decorated his room until it began to glow. Soft golden fairy lights trailed the walls. Rose petals were scattered delicately across the floor and bed. A modest but beautiful cake sat on the nightstand, and in my hand,fresh white lilies. His favorite. I’d asked Theresa, of course. I didn’t know it myself. I checked the time again. 6:42 p.m. Any minute now. My heart pounded like a teenage girl waiting for her crush, and I hated that it felt like that. It’s not because you love him, I reminded myself. You’re just being kind. Anyone would’ve done the same. Except… no one had. Not in three months. Not even once. Only me. A knock at the door. “Ma’am,” Theresa called gently, “Mr. Blake just arrived.” My fingers curled tighter around the bouquet. I took a deep breath and darted into position, standing beside the bed, trying to look casual—even though my heart was in

  • Entangled With Mr.ceo   18

    By the time we pulled up to the penthouse, my chest was heaving, my skin buzzing like I’d been electrocuted from the inside out. I didn’t know what came over me. Maybe it was the months of restraint. Maybe it was the way he held my hand in the car like it meant something. Or maybe… it was the way he looked at me like he was trying to memorize my every reaction. Nathan stepped out first and came around to my side. Before I could open the door, he pulled it open and leaned in. Then, without a word, he scooped me into his arms like I was something fragile,but also something he’d earned. His scent enveloped me. That damn intoxicating mix of bergamot, smoke, and sin. I gasped quietly, curling into him as he carried me toward the entrance of the penthouse. And then....eyes. Theresa was standing by the hallway, her mouth parting slightly. One of the other guards did a subtle double take. I buried my face into Nathan’s chest. Shit. He didn’t flinch, pause nor acknowled

  • Entangled With Mr.ceo   17

    The air outside was cooler than I expected. It wrapped around my bare shoulders like a silk scarf dipped in relief. I leaned against the stone railing just beside the entryway, staring at the city lights like they held all the answers I didn’t have. Inside, the music still pulsed faintly—just enough to remind me that I didn’t belong in that world of clinking glasses and rehearsed smiles. I needed to breathe. Just a second. Just… quiet. Then came the footsteps. Slow. Intentional. I didn’t turn until I heard his voice. “You always disappear when the party starts getting interesting.” Brian. I looked at him briefly and gave a soft smile, unsure of what to say. He didn’t wait for a reply. He walked to my side, close enough that I could smell his cologne,a smooth blend of cedar and confidence. He stayed silent for a moment, then his voice dropped, softer now. “What happens after you divorce my brother?” My breath hitched slightly. “That’s… direct.” “I mean it

  • Entangled With Mr.ceo   16

    His grin didn’t drop. If anything, it widened. “Relax. It’s not like I hacked your files.” “Then talk.” He shrugged casually, like I hadn’t just threatened to break his jaw. “Amy’s sister told me.” My brows furrowed. “Amy’s what now?” “Her sister. Mia,” he said with a smirk, dragging the name out slowly. “She talks when she’s drunk. And Amy… let’s just say she vents to her sister when she’s not busy being a pain in the ass.” I let go of his shirt, but my eyes never left his face. “And Amy just casually told her sister about my private marriage arrangement?” Brian gave a mock-innocent shrug. “Well, apparently, Amy said something about ‘fake marriage drama’ and how she’s tired of pretending like it doesn’t bother her. Mia heard it, Mia told me. Lucky me, huh?” I stared at him, my jaw tight, head ticking. Then, the idiot said it again. “But I’m serious, Nate. Let me date Ivy.” I blinked. “What?” “I’ll keep it low-key. No media, no drama just me and her. I like her

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