LOGINEzekiel is a ruthless billionaire, known for his charm, arrogance, and a long trail of broken hearts. Love, to him, is a game—one-night stands, no strings attached, and women begging for his attention. But when a critical merger threatens his empire, Ezekiel needs a wife—fast. Not a socialite or a gold-digger… someone quiet, obedient, and easy to control. Enter Isla Ramirez, a struggling waitress buried in debt, desperate to save her sick younger brother. When Ezekiel offers her a cold, cutthroat contract—marry him for a year in exchange for a fortune—she has no choice but to accept. She signs her life away, thinking she’s nothing but a pawn in his game. But nothing is simple with Ezekiel. Their marriage begins with venomous fights, cold glares, and unbearable tension. He drags her into his dangerous world of power plays and brutal secrets, expecting her to break. Yet Isla doesn’t bow—she bites back. Her defiance ignites something primal inside Ezekiels: obsession. What starts as a business transaction turns into a searing, forbidden attraction. Ezekiel’s dark desires and possessive nature clash with Isla’s stubborn spirit. He hates her… but craves her. She fears him… but aches for him. Every stolen glance, every sinful touch, pulls them deeper into a wicked game of lust and power. With enemies lurking in the shadows and secrets threatening to destroy them both, Ezekiel finds himself torn between his playboy past and the woman who challenges him like no one ever has. In a world where love is weakness, can a contract marriage built on lies turn into something dangerously real… or will it consume them both? In this dark, steamy romance, hearts will break, rules will shatter, and love might just ruin them.
View MoreThe wine in Ava’s glass shimmered under the chandelier’s dim light as she traced its rim with a crimson-painted fingertip. She sat in a private lounge of a luxurious hotel in Manila, dressed in a silk black dress that clung to her body like a secret. The man sitting across from her watched her in silence, his fingers steepled together, eyes sharp beneath the expensive cut of his suit.Mr. Ricafort.They hadn’t spoken in years. Not directly. Not since Ezekiel Veylin had swept Isla into his world and turned the tables on both of them—leaving Ava abandoned in a love story she never got to finish, and Ricafort outplayed in a business empire he once nearly controlled.Ava finally broke the silence. “So,” she said, voice silky, “you finally called.”Ricafort gave a cold smile. “Because it’s time. You and I—we want the same thing.”She raised an eyebrow. “Do we?”“You want him to suffer,” Ricafort said, pouring himself a drink without asking if she wanted more. “And I want to take back every
The sound of heels echoed through the marble lobby of Whitlock Industries, drawing curious glances from employees and executives alike. The woman walked with confidence—long legs in a designer suit, lips tinted in a striking red, and a look in her eyes that didn’t waver.She looked like she belonged there.But she didn’t.Not anymore.Ezekiel’s eyes snapped to the security feed in his office just as her face came into view. His stomach sank. Ava.She hadn’t changed. Still composed. Still beautiful in that calculating, ice-and-fire kind of way. And now—uninvited—she was walking straight into the empire he had rebuilt from the ashes of betrayal.He stood abruptly, jaw clenched. Isla had just left for a board meeting down the hall. He had seconds.But he was too late.The elevator doors opened, and Ava stepped into the executive floor like she had every right to be there.And Isla was the first to see her.Isla paused in the hallway, holding a folder against her chest, confused by the wo
The car rolled to a stop in front of a secluded estate, hidden deep within the countryside on the outskirts of the city. Tall iron gates stood like silent sentinels, and security cameras tracked every movement. Isla’s fingers clutched her purse tightly on her lap, her heart beating faster than she wanted to admit.Ezekiel leaned across the console and gently touched her hand. “They’re not enemies,” he said in a calm voice. “They’re my people. And now, they’re yours too.”She swallowed, eyes flickering to the vast mansion beyond the gates. “You’ve been keeping them a secret from me all this time.”“I had to,” he said softly. “Not to protect myself… but to protect you.”Before she could reply, the gates opened smoothly, and the car advanced down the long driveway lined with tall cypress trees. The estate itself was modern and imposing—glass, steel, and stone woven into a fortress-like design that screamed power and secrecy.Two men waited by the front entrance.The taller one, lean and
The late afternoon sun barely filtered through the tinted windows of the Whitlock Industries penthouse office. Isla sat at the long mahogany table, hands clenched beneath the polished surface. She had called this meeting. She needed answers. The numbers weren’t adding up—and worse, neither was Ezekiel’s behavior.Ezekiel arrived fifteen minutes late, sharp in a navy suit, his cold gaze skimming over her like a businessman greeting a stranger.“You wanted to talk?” he asked, voice flat, controlled.She forced herself to breathe evenly. “Yes. About the missing figures from the Ricafort merger. And why Mikaela’s name keeps appearing in the communications log between departments that are supposed to be sealed off.”His jaw tightened. “You’ve been digging.”“You’ve been hiding,” she fired back.There was a flicker—almost guilt, almost anger—before he crossed his arms and leaned against the wall. “You don’t trust me anymore?”“I want to. But how can I when you keep me out of everything impo
The next few days were a brutal crash course in living as Mrs. Veylin. Isla barely had time to breathe. Breakfasts were formal, afternoons filled with fittings, and evenings spent parading on Ezekiel’s arm through corporate gatherings and charity functions. She was given a stylist, a posture coach,
The estate was a palace carved into the countryside—manicured gardens, marble fountains, and old money woven into every inch of stone. Isla sat rigid beside Ezekiel in the backseat of the limousine as the iron gates groaned open.“Whatever you’re thinking, hide it,” Ezekiel said, staring out the wi
The next morning, Isla woke to the blinding glare of sunlight bleeding through floor-to-ceiling windows. For a second, she forgot where she was—forgot about the diamond collar weighing down her neck, the suffocating luxury surrounding her. Then she turned her head and saw the empty side of the enor
The moment Isla stepped out of Ezekiel’s black Maserati, she felt the weight of the chains she’d just fastened around her own neck.Cameras flashed like lightning, reporters screamed her name like vultures circling fresh prey. Maddox, ever the professional, was already pulling her along the crimson
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