LOGINJace Maddox is a billionaire tech CEO known for his cold heart and strict routines. Behind closed doors, he's a man haunted by betrayal, grief, and secrets too heavy to share. River Hale is an ex-military bodyguard with nothing left to lose. Disgraced and angry, he’s hired to protect the one man he can’t stand, Jace Maddox. When a dangerous scandal threatens to destroy Jace’s empire, the only way to survive is a fake relationship. A staged romance to control the media. But fake feelings start to feel real. As secrets unravel and enemies close in, both men must face their pasts, and the truth about what they’ve come to mean to each other.
View MoreThe night had already fallen by the time River and Jace reached Sasha’s apartment. The drive there had been silent, Jace kept glancing out the window, worry written all over his face, while River gripped the steering wheel tightly, his jaw set. The streetlights passed in streaks of gold and white, their glow flickering against the tension that filled the car.When they pulled up to Sasha’s building, Jace didn’t even wait for River to stop the engine before stepping out. The cold night air hit his face as he hurried toward the front door, his heart thumping hard. River followed close behind, scanning the surroundings out of habit, every muscle alert.Jace pressed the bell. No answer.He frowned and knocked this time. Still nothing.“Maybe she’s resting,” River said quietly, but even he sounded unsure.Jace tried again. “Sasha?” he called through the door. “It’s Jace, and River. Can you open up?”There was no response. He exchanged a glance with River, concern deepening. “Something’s of
The ocean breeze brushed softly against Jace’s face as he sat on the sandy beach beside River. The sun was dipping low on the horizon, painting the sky in shades of gold and pink. The gentle crash of waves filled the quiet space between them, calm and soothing.It had been River’s idea to come here....“We both need a break,” he’d said that morning, tugging Jace out of the penthouse before he could argue. And now, sitting there barefoot, jeans rolled up, and hair blowing in the salty wind, Jace realized how much he’d missed feeling this free.River leaned back on his hands, looking at the horizon. “You know,” he said with a small grin, “if someone told me a year ago that I’d be sitting on a beach talking about life with a billionaire, I’d have laughed.”Jace chuckled softly. “And if someone told me I’d fall for my bodyguard, I’d have fired them for saying nonsense.”River turned his head, smiling wide. “Oh, really?”“Yes,” Jace teased, lips curving playfully. “I’d have said, ‘My bodygu
The next two days went by quietly, but something about the silence made Jace uneasy. Things at the company were settling back into rhythm after the chaos of the past week. Meetings, phone calls, and investors filled every corner of his schedule, but even with all that noise, his thoughts somehow always wandered back to River.That afternoon, the sun spilled in through the tall glass windows of his office. He was seated across from three investors, discussing projections and ideas for the next product launch. Everything was going smoothly until his phone began to buzz on the table.Jace glanced down. It was an unknown number.“Excuse me for a moment,” he said politely, rising from his seat.He walked out into the hallway and answered. “Hello?”For a moment, there was nothing, just a faint crackle on the other end, like static. Then came a sound, a soft clinking, like metal dragging against the floor.“Hello?” he repeated, his brows furrowing. “Who’s this?”Still nothing. Just that stra
River stood on the balcony of the penthouse, the city lights glowing beneath him like broken glass. The air was cold, sharp against his skin, but it helped him think. He had been restless all day, unable to shake off the feeling that his father wasn’t done yet. Dominic Hale was never satisfied with small victories, he liked to break things completely before walking away.Inside, he could hear the faint sound of Jace typing on his laptop. It was comforting, that quiet rhythm of keys, but also a reminder of how much River stood to lose.He glanced back once before stepping farther onto the balcony, pulling out his phone. His fingers trembled slightly as he scrolled through his contacts, stopping at a name that made his chest tighten. Dad.He hesitated for a few seconds, then pressed call.The line rang once, twice, then clicked.“Well,” Dominic’s voice came, low and cold. “Didn’t think you’d have the guts to call me.”River swallowed hard. “I’m not here to argue. I just want you to stop
The morning light spilled softly through the tall glass windows of the penthouse, painting golden streaks across the bed sheets. Jace lay still, staring at the ceiling, his thoughts too loud for the quiet of the room. Beside him, River shifted slightly, his arm draped across Jace’s chest.Neither of them had spoken much since last night. The exhaustion from everything, the bombing, Dominic’s threats, the endless tension, had caught up with them. But even in silence, the air between them felt heavy, filled with words unsaid.Jace finally turned his head to look at River. His eyes were half-open, the faint morning light reflecting in them like silver. He looked peaceful for once, his usual guarded expression replaced by something softer.River blinked slowly, noticing Jace watching him. “You’re thinking too loud again,” he murmured, his voice husky from sleep.Jace gave a small smile. “Can’t help it. Too much to think about.”River propped himself up on one elbow, studying his face. “Yo
The car ride back to the penthouse was quiet. The city lights shimmered outside like they were mocking them, bright, peaceful, and so unlike the storm that brewed inside Jace’s chest. River sat beside him, leaning against the window, eyes half-open, clearly exhausted. Jace wanted to reach out and hold his hand, but he didn’t want to push him.Their short vacation, the week they were supposed to spend away from everything, had ended before it even began.Jace clenched his fists on his lap, his mind running wild with everything Sasha had told him over the phone. River had been kidnapped, shot at, and almost killed. And now, even back home, they weren’t safe.The elevator doors opened, and they stepped into the penthouse. The air inside felt strangely heavy, like the building itself knew something was wrong.Sasha and Leo were already there, standing in the middle of the living room. Leo’s arms were crossed, and Sasha looked tense, her phone still in her hand. But the moment they saw Riv
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