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ONE CUP OF COMFORT

ผู้เขียน: JANET WILLS
last update ปรับปรุงล่าสุด: 2026-03-17 15:47:21

Sienna POV

I hated that he saw me cry.

I could swear I saw him reach out for a hug or something before the elevator door dinged open.

As the elevator doors opened onto the private garage, I wiped my face quickly, turning away before Lucian could study me any longer.

My breaths still felt uneven with humiliation sitting heavy beneath my ribs.

I had held myself together through an entire boardroom determined to tear me apart, only to fall apart in front of the one man I refused to look weak befor
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  • Forced to Marry My Enemy    THE FIRST CRACK IN OUR WALLS

    Lucian POVI saw the car before I saw her.I saw the headlights sweep across the gates as I stood by the study window with my arms crossed, pretending to read a report I hadn’t turned a single page of in twenty minutes. The moment the unfamiliar vehicle slowed in front of the estate, something sharp settled low in my chest.The engine stopped and a man stepped out first. I clenched my jaw.He walked around the car casually, opening the passenger door like he belonged there, like dropping Sienna off at my house was an ordinary thing.She stepped out smiling broadly softly something he said.The sound didn’t reach me through the glass, but I saw it clearly, the relaxed posture, the ease in her shoulders that hadn’t been there when she left earlier.I could feel something unpleasant twist in my stomach.She lingered a second longer than necessary, then turned toward the house while her eyes looked up at me. I could see the shock in her eyes which she quickly waved off. Then I turned away

  • Forced to Marry My Enemy    ONE CUP OF COMFORT

    Sienna POVI hated that he saw me cry.I could swear I saw him reach out for a hug or something before the elevator door dinged open.As the elevator doors opened onto the private garage, I wiped my face quickly, turning away before Lucian could study me any longer.My breaths still felt uneven with humiliation sitting heavy beneath my ribs.I had held myself together through an entire boardroom determined to tear me apart, only to fall apart in front of the one man I refused to look weak before.“I’m fine,” I said again, though neither of us believed it.Lucian didn’t argue. He simply nodded once, and he opened the car door for me. The ride back to the mansion passed in silence, thick and uncomfortable, filled with everything neither of us said.I stared out the window the entire time, watching the city blur past while replaying every laugh, every dismissive look from earlier.By the time we arrived, I couldn’t stand another second inside those walls.“I need to go out,” I said the m

  • Forced to Marry My Enemy    HER AGAINST THEM

    Lucian POVThe boardroom always smelled faintly of polished wood and control. This morning, however, control felt thinner than usual.I noticed it the second Sienna walked in beside me.She wore a cream blouse tucked into tailored brown trousers, her hair pulled back in a way that made her look sharper, more vibrant, confident and prepared.She carried her tablet instead of printed files with her chin lifted slightly as conversations around the table softened at her entrance.I watched subtly as everyone's eyes lingered on her, with expectation.I pulled out her chair before taking mine, a gesture automatic enough that I barely registered doing it until her eyes flicked toward me in brief surprise.She sat without comment, though her shoulder brushed mine as she sat. The contact lingered longer in my awareness than it should have.The meeting began smoothly with reports on financial updates and market projections. Then Harold cleared his throat.“Well,” he started, folding his hands,

  • Forced to Marry My Enemy    NO LINES CROSSED

    SIENNA'S POVMy heart was still hammering when I reached the top of the stairs. I didn’t look back again. I couldn’t. That last line had slipped out before I could stop it, and now it hung in the air like it belonged there.You’re not as cold as you pretend to be. What was I thinking? The man had basically bought me for a year to fix his company’s image. If that wasn't cold, then what is?I pushed open the door to my room and closed it behind me a little too hard. The room was huge and quiet. The bed was perfectly made like no one had ever slept in it. I tossed my heels into the corner and paced for a minute, the black dress suddenly feeling too tight, too much like an armor I didn’t need anymore.The dinner replayed in my head, the way his arm felt under my fingers, steady and warm. The way the board members had watched us like we were some live experiment. I had touched his arm once on purpose, just to sell the story, and he hadn’t pulled away. If anything, he had even leaned into i

  • Forced to Marry My Enemy    THE COLD STARTS TO CRACK

    LUCIAN'S POVThe clock on the wall read 7:42. I had eight minutes before I needed to be in the foyer. I stood, buttoned my shirt again, slipped on the navy suit jacket, and checked my reflection in the glass wall. I nodded in approval before walking out of the room.When I reached the foyer, she was already there. She stood near the front doors, back straight and hands clasped loosely in front of her.The black dress fit like it was made for her, which it was and the way it hugged every curve on her body ignited something within me. She looked up when she heard my footsteps.I stopped a few feet away. “You cleaned up fast.”“You gave me fifteen minutes and a closet full of clothes I didn’t ask for,” she said. “It wasn’t hard.”I let my eyes move over her once more. “It worked.”She tilted her head. “High praise.”“The highest I give on short notice.”A black Maybach waited outside. The driver opened the car door as we approached. I gestured for her to go in first and she did.As the c

  • Forced to Marry My Enemy    CLOSE ENOUGH TO TOUCH

    SEINNA'S POVLucian checked his watch again, calm as ever. For him, this was timing. Optics. Control.We need to be seen working together immediately. The first joint meeting is tomorrow at nine. The boardroom is on the forty-second floor. You will sit beside me.”I raised an eyebrow. “Beside you? How romantic and convenient.”“Strategic,” he corrected. “People need to see unity.”“Right, because nothing screams unity like a forced marriage.”He studied me again, the same way he had in Damien’s office. Like I was a puzzle he hadn’t decided whether to solve or throw away.“You’re angry. I get it but anger won’t change the timeline. We have twelve months. Let’s not waste them fighting over things we can’t control.”I stepped closer. “I’m not angry at the situation, Lucian. I’m angry that you think you can just dictate how this plays out. You signed the same contract I did,”“You want equality?” he asked quietly. “Then prove it tomorrow. Bring something useful to the table. I don’t hand

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