LOGINAmara Cole never dreamed of marrying a billionaire. But when her mother’s hospital bills grew unbearable, she signed a contract that bound her to the cold, ruthless Lucian Hale. One year as his wife. No love. No expectations. No freedom. Lucian is everything she should fear—arrogant, powerful, and heartless. To him, Amara is nothing but a pawn in his world of business and betrayal. Yet the more she endures his cruel words and icy indifference, the more sparks begin to burn between them. But their marriage is far from simple. His jealous ex will do anything to destroy her. His father calls her unworthy. And another man’s kindness makes her question if love is possible outside the contract. Caught between duty and desire, Amara must find her strength before the year ends. Because when a ruthless billionaire starts to fall… the contract is the last thing he’ll obey.
View MoreSix months later, the city felt different.Or maybe Amara did.She’d traded skyscrapers for quiet skies — a small apartment by the ocean, where the mornings smelled like salt and new beginnings.The world still moved fast, headlines still whispered about Hale Industries, but she no longer flinched when she heard his name.Lucian Hale was gone — missing, presumed dead after the raid at the docks.But Amara knew better.She’d seen the kind of fire in his eyes that didn’t die so easily.Some nights, when the wind hit the windows just right, she swore she could still hear him — that low voice, that steady calm he carried like armor.It didn’t hurt as much anymore.It just… reminded her she’d once loved someone enough to break for him.Her days developed a gentle rhythm.Mornings writing by the balcony, afternoons volunteering at a nearby shelter — helping others who were rebuilding their lives, just like she was.No security details, no secrets, no shadows following her steps.Just peace.
Lucian was there.Kneeling. Hands tied behind his back.Blood at the corner of his mouth.The man standing in front of him — tall, broad, and expressionless — had a gun resting casually at his side.Lucian lifted his head slowly, and for the first time in weeks, she saw his face clearly.Not the powerful CEO the world feared — but a man stripped bare, defiant even at the edge of ruin.“You’ll regret this,” he rasped. “Touch her, and I’ll burn your entire empire to the ground.”The man — Kingston — smiled thinly.“You already burned yours trying to protect her.”Amara’s hand flew to her mouth, fighting the sob that clawed up her throat.She had two choices:Run.Or save him.Her mind screamed for logic, but her heart — the foolish, fierce thing — moved her before thought could catch up.She slipped around the side door, her fingers brushing against a rusty iron bar. Her palms were slick with sweat.When the guard near the corner turned, she struck — clumsy but desperate — the bar conn
My Amara,If you’re reading this, it means I finally did what I should’ve done a long time ago — step away before my darkness consumes you completely.You were the only light I ever touched with my hands and didn’t destroy. And that terrifies me.Because everything I touch breaks.There are things I can’t tell you — not because I don’t trust you, but because the truth is a weapon that would turn you into a target.The man you saw last night is not the man I want you to remember.Don’t look for me.Don’t wait for me.Just live. Please.You once said love means letting someone breathe even when it hurts to let them go. I finally understand that now.— L.Tears blurred her vision before she reached the end. She pressed the paper to her chest, her sobs small and broken, the kind that came from somewhere deeper than pain.For hours, she stayed there — replaying his voice in her head, remembering every moment that now felt like a lie and a prayer at the same time.But by nightfall, somethi
Lucian stopped in front of an old warehouse, one Amara remembered seeing in the news once — tied to one of his companies, or maybe one of his enemies.He stepped out, his phone pressed to his ear. The look on his face was something she’d never seen before — cold, ruthless, commanding.A man stripped of warmth.Amara ducked behind a concrete wall, her breath shallow.Then she heard it.A man’s voice, distant but sharp:“It’s done. The body’s gone. But you’ll have to deal with the mess, Hale.”Her stomach dropped.Lucian didn’t answer. He only adjusted his cufflinks — the same ones she’d seen stained that day — and said quietly,“Make sure it never surfaces again.”The other man nodded, disappearing into the dark.Lucian turned slightly, and for a terrifying second, Amara thought he’d seen her. His gaze lingered on the shadows, his jaw tightening, before he finally got back into the car.She sank against the wall, her whole body trembling.The man she loved — the man she thought s






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