INICIAR SESIÓNWhen Marie discovered that her husband of two years was cheating, her whole world collapsed. Worse, he not only wanted a divorce, he had also impregnated his mistress. One reckless night, one small mistake and Marie found herself in bed with a potential client. A man who is determined to have her again at all cost, real or false. They call him the King of the Night life. He is ruthless, rich and gets whatever he wants. When Bruce Fox found out his one-night-stand was his half brother's ex-wife, revenge was the first thing on his mind. And how hard could that be? Marie was soft, different and in need of what he could offer. A pact was formed, an agreement was made, but as lines between real and false start to merge and family secrets start to spill, would Marie and Bruce find comfort in their false arrangement or would it all hit too close to home?
Ver másBruce had no idea what was going on but he enjoyed it somehow.It was her.The redhead from last night. She had disappeared from his bed without a word and was now in his grandmother's estate.“How did that even happen?” Ronan roared, his eyes blazing.Confusion swirled inside Bruce but he said nothing. The rage in Ronan’s eyes did excite him a little.“That's none of your business,” the redhead said, tightening her grip around Bruce's arm.Despite how steady her tone was, her hands were shaky.He remained silent, letting her take control of whatever this was.Ronan took a step forward but the woman beside him quickly held him back.“Let's go,” she said softly. “Your mother is waiting.”Bruce watched as Ronan’s eyes lingered on the redhead before he eventually left.Once they walked away, the redhead exhaled.“Gosh! That was… insane,” she muttered, forcing a tight smile. “Thank you.”Bruce raised a brow. “What was that about?”Her lips twitched. “Well, you don't have to be so rude. I
“What the fuck? What the fuck?”The words slipped out as panic tightened in Marie’s chest, her hands trembling as she gathered her things.Everything was wrong. She knew she shouldn't have drank, she should have left the moment he showed no interest in her work.Her heart dropped as memories of their lovemaking replayed in her head; his touch, his warmth.He had been gentle, attentive, nothing like she expected. He had touched like she mattered.Her cheeks flushed as she wore her clothes. A part of her hated all this, yet another part, a small part of her was grateful.It had been good.More than good. When she was done dressing, she paused and stared at his gorgeous face. She had never seen another man finer than Ronan.Except he had a tougher exterior. It was a mixture of sweetness, danger and arrogance.When he stirred, she gasped, picked up her purse and dashed out of the room. Only when she left the building, did she realize they had come to a hotel.“Oh Marie,” she gasped as sh
“Hey my love,” Paige opened the door, holding a tray of chicken soup.Marie knew what it was because she could smell it. She sat upright, clutching her mother's gown.“It's hot,” Paige said, setting the tray on the bedside table. “You good?”“Yes,” Marie responded with a small nod, but she was far from good.It had been ten weeks, ten weeks of being a single woman, ten weeks of returning to her parents' house, yet she still didn't have the strength to face life.Nothing felt right.“I have something to tell you,” Paige said, perching on the bed.Her brow creased. “What?” “Eat first,” Paige smiled.Marie's stomach dropped. “Paige… just tell me.”“It's nothing serious, I promise.”She eyed her elder sister suspiciously, before picking up the tray. The smell alone made her stomach tighten with hunger.When she was done, she faced Paige.“So?”Paige hesitated briefly, then sighed. “I think… it’s time you went back to work.”Marie immediately shook her head. “Absolutely not. I’m not ready
“To console you?” Marie asked, her heart hammering violently.Ronan didn't answer, instead he lifted Tiffany and took her upstairs. Marie collapsed to the floor again, crying. It was double blows tonight; Grandma Barb was dead, the one person Ronan feared, the only shield Marie had was gone.And now, Ronan had brought his mistress into their home.To console him.He hadn’t even allowed himself to grieve; he just wanted to fuck his way out of it.The thought burned, forcing tears from her again. She hugged herself tightly, her mind racing.There was nobody in Ronan’s family to share her grief with, his mother and sister despised her.“You have to fight,” she hiccupped, remembering Grandma Barb's words. The memory gave her courage to stand, and even to walk to Ronan’s room, but when she reached the door the courage faltered.It was half open and Marie could see just enough.Tiffany was on top of her husband, wearing only her lingerie.Marie froze, her chest clenched.“That was easier


















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