FAZER LOGIN"After six months, we're done." "Fine." "So don't fall in love with me." "Trust me, Romeo. That's the last thing I'm worried about.” * * * * In every story, the stepsister who steals the groom is the villain. This time, she’s the heroine. On her wedding day, Bailey Hartfield discovers her fiancé never loved her; he was only with her to win a dare. Humiliated and heartbroken, she escapes to her favorite gallery — only to stumble into another wedding… and be mistaken for the bride. One reckless seduction. One desperate lie. One audacious demand. And suddenly, Bailey is bound to a six-month marriage with Romeo Lancaster — billionaire heir, artistic genius, and the man her stepsister, Sierra, was supposed to marry. Now tied to a tycoon who refuses to be controlled, Bailey finds herself in a marriage built on leverage, scandal, and unfinished family wars. Publicly, they are untouchable. Privately, they are negotiating power. He wants freedom. She wants revenge. Neither of them planned on wanting each other. After six months, their contract ends. The only question is… Who will walk away first?
Ver maisI twist the doorknob and I'm surprised as the door pushes open unlocked. Stepping in, I find Romeo at the center of the room, his back to me, his jacket discarded, and sleeves rolled to his forearms.“Get out." He says before I can speak, his voice calm but firm.Swallowing, I venture further into the room, hoping he's not someone who responds to disobedience with anger.Slowly, he turns around, his stone-cold blue eyes zoning on me.“I told you to leave." He said.“Yes, I know. I'm sorry but we need to talk." I quickly say."About what?" His head tilts slightly. “You got what you wanted, didn't you?" “Yes, but it's not that sim..." “Then leave." “I…I can't." “Why not?" I hesitate.“Because your home… is my home now. For the next six months at least." A humorless laughter leaves his lips, mocking and condescending. But his eyes remain on me, cold and blank. Eventually, he stops, leaning on his desk and crossing his arms. He nods.“It’s not enough that you forced a six-month marr
“What?!" “No way!" “Like hell you're not!" Chaos erupts as soon as the words leave me, and if I'm not riding on the adrenaline of hurting Sierra, I would be scared. But the thing is, I’ve lost too much to her just to walk away yet again.“What are you doing?" Romeo mutters beside me, unlinking our arms. I swallow, bracing myself as I face him."Please, don't say no. All I need is just six months, that's all. Six months to prove to you that this isn't a mistake.”He steps away, his face darkening in horror. "Are you joking?"“Please, I need you to trust me." I beg."Hell no,” he says coldly. Sighing, he holds my gaze, speaking calmly. “You have no idea what you’re asking for,” he scoffs. “Listen and hear me clearly. This marriage will be annulled.” I hear a mocking laughter behind me and it doesn't take a genius to know whose it is.My stomach clenches and I drop my hands on my waist, making a bold move."You can't force me to end this marriage like you forced me to enter it." I d
Sierra bounds forward in a luxurious wedding dress, her hair styled differently from the last time I saw her. I frown as she reaches us, pushing me away from Romeo aggressively.What the hell? She delivers a hot slap to my face before I can speak, my sight blurring and I stumble back in shock. My dress tangles around my legs, leaving me unstable. My eyes widen in panic as I go crashing, but two strong arms wrap around my waist before I reach the ground.I exhale in relief to see Romeo holding me, but his brows are drawn tight, and his lips are flat as he steadies me. Carefully releasing me, he takes a few steps away from me and crosses his arms.“Who the hell are you?" He asks, his voice deadly calm. I frown, looking between him and Sierra, the eager crowd, my father; he stops beside Sierra, his eyes hard. My aunt steps beside him, sneering at me. An older woman comes beside Romeo, her presence exuding class and commanding respect.Assembled together, they look like a biased jury, a
He’s making me nervous.And I hate how aware I am of him — his breathing, the rigid line of his shoulders, the twitch in his brow every time he looks at me.He holds my hands per the minister’s instructions, his hold so tight it's almost like he's trying to squeeze the truth out of me.It doesn't hurt, though; if anything, it just makes my skin buzz with awareness of the fact that I am just a foot away from Romeo Lancaster. The minister continues, oblivious to the tension between us. Soon, it's time to exchange vows, and Romeo is asked to go first.Nodding, he clears his throat, his lips tilting upward slightly as his face takes on a thoughtful expression before he starts to speak.“Hartfield,” he begins, his voice even. “It’s no secret that I didn’t expect to stand at an altar again.”He pauses, drawing in a controlled breath.“But over the past year, I've come to respect our… friendship and your devotion towards the people you love.”His gaze locks on mine. My heart leaps briefly.


















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