LOGINThat night, it all crashed. Three years. The moment she pulled open that particular bedside drawer in his bedroom and saw those papers, the truth sliced her deeper than any blade. It was never her. Has never been. The divorce he handed her felt like the final betrayal, a signature sealing years of lies. And she left with nothing but her pride vowing never to turn back. But, a year later, fate deals a cruel twist when they clash over the same billion-dollar deal only for the investor to demand, 'Work together or walk away'. Now, bound by a forced partnership, he regrets letting her go while she wonders if this partnership will heal her heart or break it all over again.
View More100. All yours, Princess...Morning arrived softly. No alarms. No notifications.Just the quiet kind of light that slipped through the curtains without asking permission, settling across the room in warm, unhurried strips.Dahlia felt it before she fully woke. The warmth. The weight of the arm that was resting loosely on the waist. The steady rhythm of breathing that didn't belong to her. She stayed exactly where she was. Eyes still close. Half asleep, half awake. For a brief, peaceful moment, she just listened. Then...the memories flooded in. The sequence of it all. The call. The dinner. The ruined cake. The movie. And the necklace resting quietly against her skin. His voice, low enough to become part of the silence.'May I finally kiss Your Highness?'A smile tugged unconsciously at the corner of her lips.Then came the kiss.Soft. Gentle. Careful.Until somehow it wasn't. The memory alone was enough to make something flutter quietly inside her chest all over again. She wasn
99. One final thing...By the time Dahlia stepped out of the shower, Lucien was already done with his.Freshly changed, he waited in the upstairs living room, everything already prepared. The lights had been dimmed. The wide television was already on, the crimson Netflix 'N' glowing boldly against the black screen. A bowl of popcorn rested on the center table with two wine glasses and a bottle of wine. "Hey" Dahlia said softly from the doorway. Lucien turned, his eyes catching her in that instant. For one suspended moment, all he could do was look. Dahlia just stood there, wrapped in one of his linen shirts which stopped somewhere above her knee. Dahlia caught his gaze and quickly rushed to explain. "I couldn't find anything else" she managed. Without waiting for a reply—if there even was one— she rounded the two-seater sofa where he was already seated and sat. "So..." she said, reaching for the bowl of popcorn in front of her, "...what are we watching?"She grabbed a handful of
98. The Best Kind of Perfect. By the time they reached the living room, Dahlia's head had somehow found its way back to the crook of Lucien's neck, seeking quiet refuge there.His scent drifted into her senses once again—dark woods softened by a faint trace of espresso, warm and unmistakably him. It wrapped around her so effortlessly that she had to resist the ridiculous urge to murmur something against his neck... or worse, leave another bite there.Her fingers tightened slightly around him."We're here," Lucien said softly.Dahlia lifted her head from his shoulder.She didn't look around.Not immediately.Her eyes found his first.For a fleeting moment, neither of them spoke. Neither of them seemed to know how.Lucien answered her silent gaze with a small, almost shy smile before carefully lowering her onto her feet. His hands lingered just long enough to make sure she was steady, easing away with the same care he'd carried her with—as though somewhere along the way he'd decided sh
97. Let's Go Then, PrincessDinner passed far more easily than either of them had expected.Conversation drifted effortlessly between them, sometimes settling into comfortable silence, sometimes giving way to laughter that seemed to surprise them both.Lucien, however, had become strangely occupied with one particular task.He kept adding food to Dahlia's plate with the same unwavering concentration he usually reserved for business projects, completely oblivious to the fact that she'd been watching him for the better part of two minutes."I'm about to explode," Dahlia finally said.Lucien paused halfway through serving another spoonful and looked up. "Hmm?"Dahlia pouted before glancing pointedly at his own plate. "You aren't having anything?"Lucien followed her gaze to the barely touched meal in front of him before looking back at her. "It's your birthday.""Exactly." Dahlia sighed dramatically as she set her spoon down. "It's my birthday, not fattening day."A smile tugged at Lucie


















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