Nova's POV
“Will you really do anything I want?” I asked, and he nodded. "I'll do it," I said finally. I watched Levi relax back into his seat, his once creased brow now relaxed, and his hair was already slightly dishevelled. He closed his eyes, and for a moment, I thought I saw him smile. Then, he let out a soft breath, almost like a puff of air, as if he'd been holding his breath for a long time. "Thank you." He said. I guess he really needed me for his plans, too, but it was good. This way, we'd get what we want. He stood up and walked over to a nearby cabinet, then turned back to face me. "Juice?" he asked, smiling. “Hmm,” I nodded, watching Levi mix the contents of two juices together. I stared at him confused as I wondered why he did so. Why didn't he just offer me one? I found it quite disturbing, but I couldn't voice out my concerns just yet. After he poured the mixture into two glasses, one for me and one for him, he handed me mine. But I waited for him to drink first, and when he did, I took a sip. I instantly regretted my actions. The taste was overpowered by sweetness. It tasted like bananas, mangoes, and lime. Levi chuckled and began to speak, "So, as of now, you are my wife. You–" But I cut him off, "I have conditions.” I interrupted. I didn't plan on letting him take control of the situation. “We'll have to play by my rules. We'll set boundaries and make this fake marriage as real as possible, but only when necessary." Levi nodded, “Definitely, let's get the details down on paper and sign on it." I watched him take out his laptop and signal me to talk. I cleared my throat before speaking, "We'll only act like a couple in the public eye. No romantic gestures whatsoever. Touching will be limited to hugging and light kisses on the cheek, but that's only when we're in public." I needed to set things straight, with no strings attached. "We won't get too involved in each other's private lives. We'll keep it strictly business." Levi typed furiously on his laptop while nodding along as I spoke. But I could still see the sly expression he had on his face. I decided to ignore it, so I took another sip of the juice. I hated to admit it, but it wasn't as bad as it tasted before. "I have the right to do anything I want to do. You won't dictate for me, and your family members won't dictate for me either. As you stated earlier, you will offer me resources for my own plans, and you'll help me to achieve what I need. Then, after this whole facade, we'll get divorced and go our separate ways." Levi stopped typing, his fingers hovering over the keyboard. But he didn't raise his head from the laptop, he seemed to be lost in thought for a moment. I could tell he didn't like something about what I said, but I didn't care. I wasn't going to let him dictate my life, just like Jace and Sarabi did. We sat in silence for a moment. “Levi? Are you….” I trailed off. I was beginning to think he would back out, especially when he suddenly rested his back on the couch and stared directly at my face. Did I go overboard with the boundaries? I only asked for freedom and I won't take it back! Levi spoke up, "Sure, but if we're going to make this work, Nova, we need to be together always. That means going to functions together and, most importantly, living together." I shook my head, "Functions and social gatherings are fine with me. But living together? No way.” Levi raised an eyebrow, clearly surprised by my disagreement. He looked like he was about to argue, but I spoke instead. “That's not necessary, we can live separately until the marriage, but I can come over when your grandfather is visiting.” Levi looked like he was in deep thought before he finally typed something on his laptop and then turned to me. "Okay, deal. Anything else?” I shook my head. "None for now." He stood up and walked over to a nearby printer, where he printed out a few documents. He handed them over to me, and I quickly read the pages. Everything I had mentioned earlier was listed, and I felt a sense of relief wash over me. And then something caught my eye, my name had changed, again. I was no longer Nova George. I'm now Nova Adam. Wife to Levi Adam, my ex-husband’s boss. The CEO of AIMS Enterprises. As I signed the documents, I couldn't help but think back to the last documents I signed. My divorce papers. The papers that broke me into shreds. But now, in less than 4 weeks, I'm already married to someone else. Just as I finished signing the documents, Levi's phone vibrated on the table. He glanced at the screen, and I almost thought I saw a deadly glare on his face. He excused himself and walked to his desk. I took the opportunity to check my own phone, which had been buzzing since morning. After searching for my phone in my bag, I saw a notification from Max. As expected, he was waiting for me while I was here getting married. Again. My hands trembled as I clicked on the notification. I was hoping something worse hadn't happened yet, but the message I read made my head spin. “Hey, Nova. Just wanted to check in. Were you able to get the money?" It was like someone struck his hands inside my stomach and twisted it into knots. I didn't know if I should be relieved that nothing bad had happened again or worried that nothing good had happened either. How do I tell him I wasn't able to do anything and that Jace had drained the account? I didn't even tell him where I was going when I left him this morning. I glanced at the time, 2 pm, I didn't realise time had gone by soo fast. "Any problem?" Levi asked as he walked back to sit. "It's just an issue at the bar," I replied, trying to brush it off. But then something clicked in my head. Levi owed me. I handed him his copy before I started speaking slowly, “Say, about the compensation….. Can I get it now? The bar was vandalized—” "I'll help," Levi interrupted. “Just see it as a thank-you gift for last night.” I was taken aback by his fast response, "Really?" I asked, “ I won't pay back?” "Of course not, it's yours, remember? You don't need to thank me either. My lawyer will follow you to sort it out.” he replied. Finally, Levi stood up. "I think that's all for now. My driver will take you back." I nodded, relieved that the main reason I came here was finally taken care of. But then, I had a sick, twisted thought. I couldn't shake the feeling that Max's misfortune had turned out to be a blessing in disguise. But true to his words, Levi called his lawyer, who introduced himself as Mr Joel. After a brief explanation, we set out to leave for the bar. As we stepped out of Levi's office, some employees began to come out from their offices, staring at us. Most of them seemed surprised while the others seemed confused. He offered his arm, and I took it as a cue to the start of our agreement. A young man suddenly walked up to us. "Good afternoon, Mr Adams." Levi nodded and then the young man turned to me. "Mrs Adams," he whispered, and I nervously smiled. Levi introduced him as Mr Eric, his assistant. As we all walked together, I wondered how the news had spread soo fast. Was it because of the confrontation Levi had with Jace earlier this morning? The greetings grew more frequent after we came out of the elevator. I felt like a fish in a glass bowl, with all eyes on me, whispering heavens knows what. But I needed to get used to this. Time to be Mrs Adams! Levi, however, seemed to be all in the attention. Of course, he would. He's the CEO, so it was only natural. I even spotted Jace and Nova, staring at me. Naomi looked confused as she seemed to be speaking to Jace, but Jace's attention was fixed on me. We finally reached the front of the building, but our arms were still entwined. “I'll wait for a cab. You can go in,” I said softly. Levi looked at me like I just said something stupid. Suddenly, two red Rolls-Royces stopped in front of us, and two buff men stepped out. One from each car, accompanied by an older man who I assumed was the driver. "Why would I let my wife use a cab?" Levi asked. "This is yours from now on, along with the driver and security." I blinked at him, stunned by what he said, “The sec-” but before I could finish, I felt large arms going around my waist, pulling me close, followed by soft lips on mine. To say I was shocked was an understatement, my mind went haywire and I tried to move back but Levi's grip on me only tightened and I almost felt him smile! Levi's lips slowly left mine, but his arm were still firmly wrapped around my waist. I opened my eyes to see him smiling at me like he didn't just break the first rule I made. “Nova!” I heard a familiar voice yell, and I turned back to see an angry ex-husband storming towards us.Jasmine’s POVThe sound of glasses clicking together, and soft laughter echoed in the living room, and the scent of Rita’s famous lasagna was filling the air. Everybody was here, my parents, Levi’s grandfather, Ronald, and of course Levi himself, the man who had made the impossible feel inevitable. My cheeks were still aching from smiling too much, and my left hand, which was now adorned with the most beautiful ring I had ever seen, felt heavier in the best way possible.I was engaged again. But this time, it felt as if it was now entirely mine. No lies, no deals, no secrets. Just love, finally returned and renewed.I rested my hand protectively on my stomach, where a flutter of new life was already starting to grow slowly. Four weeks ago, the doctor had said I was pregnant. Just four weeks, but my entire world had already shifted again.I had not even had the opportunity to tell Levi yet.Before I could slip away with him, the front door was opened, and all eyes turned. I had not ex
Levi’s POVTwo weeks had never felt so fast and yet so full.Every day with Jasmine was very peaceful. There was a quiet certainty to the way she used to laugh now, to the way she had always touched my hand, and to the way we coexisted with our small routines, we made coffee in silence, exchanged kisses in passing, we went on evening walks without pressure. We did not need to overcompensate or try so hard anymore. The pretence stopped.Now we were just us.But I knew there was one more thing left for me to do, to erase every line of falseness that had ever defined our beginning.We started this marriage with signatures and strategy, with an expiration date looming over it like a dark cloud. But everything we had grown through, Jace, Dominic, Naomi, Felicia, embezzlement, secrets, heartbreak, had stripped all that away. We were not surviving a contract anymore. We were building something real.And it was time our families knew just how real this was now.So I made a plan.It was not ex
Levi’s POVThe morning light filtered softly through the curtains, casting faint gold lines across the bed. I was awake before the sun had fully risen, lying on my side and staring at the woman beside me—my wife.Jasmine.The name sounded different in my mind now. Familiar, not just because I had once dated her sister, not just because we had been legally tied. It sounded like something I wanted to protect. Something I needed to fight for. Jasmine—her real name, her whole self.I brushed a strand of hair from her face, letting my fingers graze her skin softly so as not to wake her. She stirred slightly but didn’t open her eyes. She looked so at peace that it made my chest ache. I hadn’t given her enough of this—safety, quiet, assurance. But now I would. I had to.Because this wasn’t a contract anymore.We weren’t pretending anymore.This was us.I let out a quiet breath and slipped out of bed, careful not to disturb her. I padded to the kitchen, brewed a cup of coffee, and stood by th
JASMINE’S POVThe drive back to my parents’ house was quiet, but not tense. Just… still. A comforting silence, where words didn’t need to be said, because everything had already been felt. Levi’s hand was on the wheel, his eyes focused on the road, and every so often, I caught him glancing my way, offering that small smile I had once memorized but forgotten over time.Now, it was slowly becoming familiar again.I had told him I wanted to officially introduce him to my parents. Not as the man I used to love. Not as my sister’s ex-boyfriend. But as my husband.The man I was slowly starting to forgive.When we pulled into the driveway, I caught my reflection in the side mirror. A part of me felt like the same girl who used to sneak home late, tiptoeing through that same wooden door, trying not to wake anyone. And yet, the woman in the mirror looked older. Weathered. Wiser. Stronger. A little bruised, maybe, but definitely not broken.Levi came around to open the door for me, always the
JASMINE’S POVThe prison was a half hour outside the city, past chain strip shopping strips and fast food drive-ins, past tidy manor suburban blocks where other folks lived their ordinary, dull lives.My phone buzzed with a text from my mom:Thinking of you, sweetie. You're stronger than you know.I handed it to Levi, who smiled and reached out to pat my knee. "She's right, you know.""Sometimes I do," I admitted. "Today, not so much.""That's okay too."Levi descended to the bottom of the entrance gate as hues in the sky deepened to dusk, last wisps of orange and pink smoking from the horizon. "I will be right here," he panted, his strong eyes on mine. "Take your time. If you wanna go in five minutes, we go. If you need an hour, I'll wait."I nodded, my throat constricting. "Okay."He leaned and kissed me softly, a benediction, a vow. "I love you.""I love you too."The ride through the building was a ride through another planet. I had a soft-eyed guard and soft-spoken guard with m
Jasmine’s POV The phone rang in the middle of the morning, breaking the calm of what seemed like a normal Tuesday.I had just settled in at my desk with my second cup of coffee—the good kind, not the awful stuff from the office machine—looking at the files that had piled up from my firm’s most recent business audit. The sunlight shone through the windows, bright and warm, showing the dust floating around. For the first time in what felt like forever, I started to feel at peace. It was a feeling that suggested things might actually be okay.Then my phone started ringing. A number I didn’t know flashed repeatedly on the screen.I almost didn't answer it. My thumb was close to the decline button—I’d made it a habit to screen calls since everything with Jace fell apart. There were too many reporters and nosy people seeking gossip. But something—maybe intuition, or just my stubbornness that never let things be—pushed me to answer."Hello?""Hello, is this Jasmine Miller?" A strong, stead