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Chapter 18: Shadows of the Past POV: Adrian Disappointment hit me the second she called me “Mr. Adrian” again. What the hell had changed between that sweet “Be safe, Husband” text this morning and now? The thought gnawed at me as I ran my fingers along the stair rail, dusting off the grime without breaking eye contact. She was still fuming, her chest rising and falling rapidly. Good. II.VChapter 22: Playing HousePOV: Sarah God, can he stop being so annoyingly cheesy? The thought ran through my mind with every step I took toward him. My heart was already beating too fast, and I hated how easily he affected me.“You’re here,” Adrian said, that signature grin lighting up his face.I gave a small nod. “Obviously.”“Follow me.”He led me down the hallway and into the master bedroom. The space was breathtaking in its quiet luxury. A massive king-sized bed dominated the room, draped in crisp white linens against a dramatic black headboard that stretched toward the ceiling. Floor-to-ceiling windows framed a glittering city skyline, while soft lighting from crystal chandeliers warmed the black-and-white palette. Every surface gleamed, not a single speck of dust in sight. The walk-in closet alone looked bigger than my old apartment. It was elegant, intimidating, and unmistakably his.I was still taking it all in when Adrian’s low, calm voice broke the silence.“This is wh
I.VChapter 21: A Promise to ProtectPOV: AdrianI tossed my phone onto the bed after texting Sarah and headed straight for the shower. My body still hummed with the tension of the entire miserable day.The moment I angled the showerhead straight at my face, the water hit like a thousand tiny needles sharp, punishing before easing into a heavy, soothing downpour that hammered against my scalp and shoulders. Steam billowed thick and humid around me, laced with the warm, woody scent of sandalwood body wash.I dragged both hands through my wet hair, slicking it back as the water raced down my neck, chest, and back. The heat worked its way into my knotted muscles, loosening them one by one. But no amount of hot water could touch the rage still coiled tight in my chest.Grandpa’s voice kept slamming through my head."Sign the documents… 10% of the company shares…"My jaw locked. I drove
I.V Chapter 20: Welcome Home, Wifey POV: Sarah The bright morning rays of sunlight streamed through the curtains and kissed my face, pulling me from sleep. I groaned and rolled over, only to tumble straight off the edge of the bed and land on the floor with a heavy thud. “Ouch!” I winced, rubbing my sore hip. I sat up slowly, rubbing my eyes with the palm of my hand while letting out a long, tired yawn. My eyes widened in horror as they casually swept over to the mini alarm clock on my bedside table. I didn’t want to believe what I was seeing. “Great. Just great. Now I’m late for work again,” I muttered, glancing at the time on my phone. I rushed to get ready, already dreading my boss’s usual lecture on punctuality. Just then, my phone buzzed with a notification.
I.V Chapter 19: Mixed FeelingsPOV: SarahI watched as Adrian stood up, preparing to leave. The moment our eyes met, I shot him a fierce glare, still pissed about what he had done to me in the corridor.I finally breathed a sigh of relief as the thick tension in the room lifted with his departure. Watching the staff slowly become more lively and cheerful made my heart ache. They must have been terrified in his presence.“He is not bad, you know!” Claire’s sudden voice startled me, making me flinch.“Christ! You’re still here? You scared me!” I winced. “Yes, of course I never left. Or were you expecting me to leave after I learned we are now the owners of this restaurant?” Claire winked mischievously. “I hid so that tough guy wouldn’t see me and suddenly change his mind, you know?”“Well, that would be better!” I retorted, my voice sharper than I had intended.“Why are you so red? What’s with th
I.V Chapter 18: Shadows of the Past POV: Adrian Disappointment hit me the second she called me “Mr. Adrian” again. What the hell had changed between that sweet “Be safe, Husband” text this morning and now? The thought gnawed at me as I ran my fingers along the stair rail, dusting off the grime without breaking eye contact. She was still fuming, her chest rising and falling rapidly. Good. I liked her like this — fiery and off balance. I stepped forward slowly, forcing her to retreat until her back pressed against the wall. Nowhere left to run. A smirk tugged at my lips. I leaned in close, breathing in her familiar sweet scent that had been messing with my head since the moment I walked into the restaurant. Her body betrayed her instantly that slight tremble, the way her breath hitched. A rush of satisfaction surged through my chest. I let t
I.V Chapter 17: Cornered POV: Sarah I stood there completely stunned, unable to move. Did he just call me “wifey” in front of all these people the moment our eyes met?! “Sarah,” someone whispered my name while gently tapping my arm, pulling me back to reality. “Yes?” My gaze remained fixed on Adrian as I tried to read his expression. He rose gracefully from his seat and closed the distance between us. Draping his arm around my shoulder, I looked up at him, silently praying he wouldn’t do what I feared. Clearing his throat, Adrian studied me for a moment, a smug smile playing on his lips. “Everyone, even though I didn’t plan for you to meet her this way, here we are.” He spared me a quick glance before continuing with a smile. “Meet Sarah Thompson, my wife.” The room shifted from calm nervousness to pure shock. Murmurs erupted instantly. “Mr. Adrian is really married? He’s had a wife all along!” I lowered my head, completely at a loss for words. A soft kiss land
I.VChapter Seven: The Contract MorningPOV: AdrianA knock pulled my attention from the business contract I was reviewing."Come in."I didn't look away from what I was doing. But the floral scent that instantly filled
I.VChapter Six: The Contract MorningPOV: SarahSleep evaded me the entire night. I tossed from one side of the bed to the other, my mind racing with questions about what would happen when I finally faced Adrian Cole again.Will he accept my terms? I
I.VChapter Five: The ImpersonatorPOV: AdrianI waited patiently for her to reach out. I expected anger. I expected her to flare up and argue against the contract marriage. I expected strong disagreement with every term I had written. Yet the hours passed in complete silence.Stanley had already r
I.VChapter Four: Contract MarriagePOV: SarahWhat the hell have I gotten myself into?Claire’s thousand dollars suddenly felt like blood money. I muttered curses under my breath as I climbed the stairs to my apartment, still in her ridiculous red dress and heels. I barely noticed my neighbors’ wi







