LOGINVenessa was always the picture of innocence—a sweet, gentle soul who never knew the dark truth that kept her alive. As a child, she was involved in a tragic accident that left another girl, Sophia, fighting for her life. But a powerful, heartless billionaire had a deal to make, one that would change everything. In exchange for Sophia’s heart, her life would be traded away so that Venessa, dying from a congenital heart defect, could survive. Fast forward years later, and Venessa has grown into a beautiful young woman, blissfully unaware of the dark secret that beats inside her chest. But when Alex, a charming yet cold billionaire, entered into a contractual marriage with her , things start to unravel. Venessa is swept up in a romance with the man who, unbeknownst to her, is the son of the man responsible for her father’s untimely death. As their love deepens, Venessa uncovers a devastating truth: the heart that keeps her alive is the heart of Alex’s first love—Sophia, the very girl she unknowingly doomed. And Alex? He’s now torn between a love that could heal him and a betrayal that could destroy them both. In a tale of passion, secrets, and vengeance, Venessa and Alex must navigate a twisted fate neither of them ever saw coming. Will love conquer all, or will the truth tear them apart?
View MoreIn the darkest hour of the night, Sonia found herself walking all alone in the middle of a thick forest with darkness surrounding the entire place. Suddenly, she caught sight of two blood-thirsty wolves approaching her from behind as she took to her heels, running for dear life.
Waking up, she recognized the colors of the curtains and the bed.
Yes!
It was her room, not a forest.
She put her hand on her chest and breathed a sigh of relief. It was just a dream.
She closed her eyes and was just about to lie down again when a big hand reached out from behind and touched her back. The unexpected touch made her tremble. As she turned her head around, she was shocked to see that there was a stranger sleeping next to her.
"Oh my God!" a scream of panic broke out from her lips, vibrating the room.
'What is going on? How did this guy get into my apartment?'
The man lying next to her was awake by her screaming. He was shocked and disoriented. Then, suddenly, his expression froze.
Sonia jumped into the corner of the bed and quickly wrapped herself up with the blanket. There was no need, as it was obvious that the stranger had already seen her naked.
Yet, the man didn't seem very happy.
She grasped her aching forehead, desperately scrambling in her mind to make sense of everything, but her effort was in vain.
The man looked at her with a hint of mockery in his eyes. He picked up the clothes scattered on the floor and put them on, before he walked to the window and stood with his back to her. "You should put your clothes on!" His tone was cold and full of disdain.
In a fluster, she snatched her clothes from the floor and put them on, while she looked around for a weapon to defend herself with. The man was at least 189 cm tall and strong looking. It became increasingly clear to her that she wasn't going to last in a fight with him.
She cast a glance at the night stand next to her, considering to use the alarm clock as a projectile weapon. However, the alarm clock was nowhere to be seen. The only visible objects were two certificates on the night stand, on which was inscribed, "Marriage Certificate".
Confused, Sonia grabbed one of them and opened it. There were two names in it, Sonia James and Daniel Raymond, accompanied by a double color photo of the couple. The groom on the picture was the very same man standing in front of her, and the bride was none other than herself.
They even looked like the perfect couple in the picture. Smiling and happy.
She looked at the registration date and found that it was yesterday's.
At that moment, she wanted nothing more than to dig a hole in the ground to hide herself in, and never to come out of it again.
Where did this man come from? How did they get married?
Could he be an actor hired by some TV station?
With this thought in her mind, she charged at the man, thinking that this was all a part of some TV show and that this man was an actor hired to make fun of her on live television.
"Which TV station do you work for? I'm going to file a complaint to the police. Do you think this is funny? This is an invasion of my privacy and you're shooting this without my consent. This is illegal!" She threw the marriage certificates at the man and started to look for hidden cameras everywhere.
All the while, the man stood there, confused by her actions. He picked up the marriage certificate from the floor and glanced at it. Suddenly, his face expressed his inner feelings with a frown. "Damn it!" he cursed, trying to recall what had happened yesterday, but his memories seemed fragmented and unclear. The last thing he remembered was being in the bar.
By now, Sonia had turned the entire room upside down, but there was still no camera. Infuriated, she rushed over to grab his collar. "Tell me where the cameras are, or I'll call the police!"
The man stared at her insidiously. After a while, a hint of shock flashed between his eyes and he said, "It's you?"
Venessa POV…I woke up slowly, the soft weight of sleep still heavy on my mind, and a dull ache pulsing in my chest. It wasn’t the kind of wakefulness I was used to—quick and sharp, with the pressing responsibilities of my day-to-day life. No, this felt like I was emerging from some kind of fog, as if I had been in a deep, dreamless sleep for hours.I blinked, adjusting my blurry vision, and then scanned my surroundings.Nothing was familiar. The room was not the cold, barren place I had been in last night, but instead, an expansive, luxurious space that was far beyond anything I had imagined. Soft, muted tones of cream and gray surrounded me, giving the room a warm, inviting feel, despite its size. The walls were adorned with abstract art that looked expensive, the light from the large windows spilling in, bathing the room in soft golden hues. The bed beneath me was a plush, king-sized thing, the sheets so silky they almost felt like they were caressing my skin. I could feel the coo
Her breath came in shallow, pained gasps, and she instinctively leaned into him, gripping his arm for support, her fingers trembling. “I… I’m fine,” she whispered through clenched teeth, trying to push away the discomfort.But Alex wasn’t convinced. He took a step back, his eyes narrowing in confusion. “Are you sure you’re fine? You’re not acting like it.”“I said I’m fine,” she repeated, her voice more insistent now, though strained. “Please, don’t call a doctor.”Alex frowned, still watching her carefully. Something wasn’t right. Why was she refusing help?Without thinking, he reached down and scooped her up into his arms, his movements sharp, as if he were afraid she might collapse in front of him. Venessa’s body was light, fragile, and as he cradled her against his chest, she instinctively buried her face into his shirt. Her hands were limp at her sides, her head resting against his shoulder.Her body was burning with feverish heat. He felt the sweat beginning to form on her fore
The soft, rhythmic clatter of pots and pans filled the quiet dining room. Alex stood at the stove, his movements methodical, almost mechanical as he prepared the meal. It wasn’t a lavish spread; far from it. He kept it simple—just enough to satisfy, nothing more. A gentle, delicate soup simmered on the stove, the aroma of chicken and vegetables filling the room. The soup was light, easy to digest, with soft pieces of tender chicken and carrots that floated lazily in the broth. There was a small serving of mashed potatoes on the side, creamy and smooth, seasoned lightly with just a pinch of salt. The meal was balanced—nothing too rich, nothing that could aggravate. It was the kind of meal that someone with a heart condition could manage, though he didn’t know about Venessa’s illness.He arranged the meal carefully on a plate, placing a small bowl of soup and a spoon next to it. His movements were slow, measured—as though each step he took was deliberate, as though he could feel the we
Alex POV…. “No. You’re not going anywhere.” The finality in my voice seemed to freeze the air between us. Venessa’s eyes shot up to mine, and for a moment, I saw the same defiance that had once made her so untouchable. But this time, it was different. She was breaking, and I could feel it. She didn’t speak immediately, but her fists clenched at her sides as she took a step forward, as if to challenge me. The tension in the room grew thick, choking us both. Then, without warning, her voice rang out, sharp and trembling with a mixture of anger and desperation. “Why do you need me? Can’t you just let me go? I hate you.” The words stung. They cut deeper than I was willing to admit. I stood still, absorbing her fury, but her hatred didn’t have the effect she was hoping for. It only made me more determined. More resolute. Her words barely had time to hang in the air before she raised her weak hands and slammed them—one after another—into my chest, her small fists landing with little f
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