MasukOn her wedding day, Mia Evans was betrayed by her fiancé and humiliated by her own sister. Overnight, she became the scandal everyone whispered about. Then came Alexander Blake. Cold, ruthless, untouchable, the billionaire heir who offered her a way to rise from the ashes. A one-year contract marriage. No emotions. No mistakes. To him, Mia is a weapon. To her, he’s the only man who can turn her pain into power. But living under his roof means playing by his rules, facing his ex who refuses to let go, and resisting the pull of a man who swore he’d never love. Because in Alexander Blake’s world, contracts are binding, hearts are dangerous, and falling in love? That was never part of the deal.
Lihat lebih banyakMia’s POVThe city lights blurred through the glass, streaks of yellow and white smearing against the dark like the world outside had turned into a painting I couldn’t touch. I sat curled on the couch, knees tucked tight against my chest, my body folded in on itself as if I could make myself smaller, invisible. The cushions beneath me were cold, unyielding. My hands shook, restless, refusing to be still no matter how hard I pressed them into my legs.Across the room, Sophie paced. Her steps were sharp, purposeful, though she had no destination. She looked like she was the one whose world had just caved in, not me. Her arms folded and unfolded, her jaw clenched, her eyes darting to me every other second, as though afraid I might dissolve into nothing if she looked away.“You’re shaking, Mia,” she said finally, voice tight with worry. “You need to eat something. Or at least breathe.&r
Mia’s POVThe door slammed behind me harder than I intended, the echo reverberating down the narrow hall. The sound startled me, like a gunshot too close to my ears. My chest rose and fell as though I’d just sprinted a marathon, but it wasn’t my legs that carried the exhaustion. It was my heart, bruised and battered from blows it didn’t know how to endure anymore. Each breath was jagged, catching against the weight pressing down on me.Sophie’s voice cut through before the silence could press its claws too deep. Gentle, but edged with worry, it snagged me like a lifeline I wasn’t ready to take.“Mia, what happened there? You look like you’ve seen a ghost.”I turned toward her slowly, though the movement felt heavy, deliberate, like I was dragging the world on my shoulders. My lips parted, but no sound came at first. When I finally
Xander’s POVThe corridors outside the boardroom hummed with urgency, alive with movement and clipped voices. The sharp rhythm of footsteps echoed off the marble floor, mixing with the staccato ring of phones and the steady murmur of orders being passed from one agent to the next. Papers rustled, radios crackled, and the name on everyone’s lips was the same, Grant. It carried down the hall like a ripple, gathering momentum with every repetition.But deep in my gut, something twisted. The frenzy around me moved too quickly, too eagerly, as if the machinery of accusation had been waiting for a scapegoat to devour. I couldn’t shake the weight pressing at the back of my mind, the gnawing sense that we were moving toward a conclusion too soon.When the investigator approached, his eyes gleamed with the thrill of the chase. He was already carrying the scent of victory in his stride, folders pressed to his
Xander’s POVThe silence in the boardroom was unbearable. It pressed down like a physical thing, heavy and suffocating, the kind of quiet that swallowed even the faint hum of the air conditioning. The long polished table gleamed under the sterile overhead lights, but the surface was littered with evidence, folders opened wide, names underlined in harsh red ink, photographs clipped to pages with corners bent from handling. Each picture stared back like an accusation.All eyes turned to me.“Mr. Blake,” the lead investigator said, his tone measured, but the question beneath it sharp. “You said earlier you had reason to believe someone closely orchestrated the blackout. Can you clarify?”I straightened slightly, my hand still resting on the edge of the folder before me. “It wasn’t random,” I said, my voice low but deliberate. “Too many convenient factors aligned. The timing. The people present. The sudden collapse of the security grid.” I glanced briefly at the spread of documents in fro
Xander’s POVThe first light of morning bled through the curtains, pale and unwelcome, casting a thin wash of gray over the room. It crept across the walls, touched the scattered glasses on the table, and finally stretched to the couch where Mia lay. She was still asleep, curled into herself like a
Mia’s POVI couldn’t breathe. The room felt smaller, heavier, as if the walls themselves carried Liam’s name.“Clarissa,” I whispered, clutching the edge of the desk. “She helped him. A
Mia’s POVThe phone buzzed in my hand. Sophie’s name flashed, and I answered at once.“Mia, you sound exhausted. Did you talk to Xander about the picture?”“Yes. He was… calm. Too
FLASHBACK.~Mia’s POV~The phone almost slipped out of my hand as I scrolled.#MiaEvansMurderer.#SheKilledForLove.#BloodOnHerHands.My throat t


















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