‘He was going to reject me.’ My stomach twisted violently. Why had I thought this was a good idea? My palms grew clammy around the ring, my mind screaming at me to retreat, to salvage what little dignity I had left. ‘What kind of person pulls a stunt like this?!’ My own voice taunted me mercilessly. ‘This is it, Claire. Game over.’ But instead of the anticipated rejection, Giancarlo reached out—his hand brushing mine, sending a jolt up my arm as he plucked the ring from my fingers. The motion was fluid, deliberate, like he’d done it before—and then… “I do,” he said simply, his voice steady as he slid the ring onto his finger yh with mad confidence. ~~~ Claire Bennett’s perfect Valentine’s Day proposal ends in a disaster when she catches her boyfriend with another woman. In a fit of rage, she forces an engagement ring onto the finger of the first man she sees—a suave and mysterious passerby who shocks her by playing along. But Claire’s spur-of-the-moment fiancé isn’t just anyone. He’s Giancarlo Fiore Caruso—her ex’s boss and the ruthless CEO of her company. A fake engagement, a trip to the Maldives, and an undeniable connection soon turn her spur-of-the-moment decision into something she can’t control. Sparks of desire fly despite their stark differences, and attraction simmers just beneath the layers of deception. But will Claire’s impulsive decision mark the beginning of something real—or a recipe for heartbreak?
View MoreClaire.Even as the thought filled my head, I rebuked it almost immediately, hating myself for even thinking of it. There were so many things I wanted to do and dying had suddenly paled out of the list. Dying would mean that I would never feel the fire in my body whenever Carlo's palms grated my skin and that I had renounced the shivers that always ran pleasurably down my spine with just a light caress from him.It would mean that I would never see Carlo again and never accept his massive dick into my pussy that always grew wet whenever there was little problem to worry about and that I would have to cut short my future and everything at the young age of 25 even before I had married the love of my life!!!Certainly even if I had gone haywire I wouldn't be stupid enough to do it. Life was too short to kill myself.I kept eyeing the guards for them to back out, fear shearing my heart and numbing my mind from all other emotions as the wind blew dangerously at my hair, sending wisp flyin
Claire.It wasn't just a picture. It was a life threatening picture that sent my heart running and my flesh dissolving. My heart pounded against my ribs, in rapid jerking beats and my fingers grew sour from my strong grip of my phone. Time froze as I stared with mouth agape.Carlo was with grandpa at the swimming pool and Lorenzo just sent a photo of them.My heart pounded in fear and my breathing was uneven, sounding like it took minutes rather than half-seconds for oxygen to find my nostrils. It felt like I was collapsing, falling into a tunnel-deep of thorny plants as realization seeped in through my bones.What was going to befall me? Was I already going to be fired? My body began to shake, chills swimming through my veins to my skin and making the few body hairs I had, stand in salutation.That was when I noticed that I was still in Alex's house, with him staring interestedly at me, or was that worry? I didn't care to know.Stilling my expression, I gave him one sweeping look o
Giancarlo My body trembled and electric current thrashed through my body, leaving me an empty, hollow shell and making my brain feel as empty as a headless goat.Fear wafted into my bones, making it ache for the knowledge of the unknown and putting me in a corner.He knew everything? The question pushed through my chest like a sharp horn, wrecking it with uncontrollable pain and devastation and feeding it the bitter bread of sadness.I tossed the phone on the bed towards Lorenzo, eyes blinking hard to stop the embarrassing tears from showing up too much. He got the clue, took the phone, read the message and gasped, eyes raising and laced with shock and petrifaction.Yes, it was shocking, even for him. The last person we had wanted the news to get to, was Grandpa Ettore. All the actions and risk I had in mind to take was just so that he won't get to know about it, so that he won't add his own troubles to the heaps of troubles that already existed.I suddenly felt feverish, hands and f
Giancarlo My eyes watered greatly, tears clouding my vision and thought as Lorenzo briefed me on the situation at hand. My head tangled with guilt and sadness, ears ringing with Claire's sincere plea, making it heavy for me to think properly without giving in to the suicidal thought of cutting myself into pieces.My nose itched from desperate need to cry and sob loud and my tongue was already sour from too much hard swallowing of saliva. I took in deep breaths to steady myself and bring me back to reality.Lorenzo went on and I struggled to keep pace with him, my whirring head and clouded senses fighting dangerously to overpower his words.He said that he'd have to trace the bank account that transfered into Claire's bank account in order to prove her innocence. I nodded, understanding him after a long time of throwing his sentences back and forth in my mind and a long fight with my emotions that were all over the place.Lorenzo believed that she wasn't the real culprit and of cour
Claire.Realizing the truth with horror, I shot up, breathing heavily like I had just completed a marathon race and my hair tossing forward to cover my face.I tossed it backwards angrily.Had he tampered with my account? My breathing grew rapid.Of course he would. Who else? He worked with the finance team so he could have pulled it up to spite me, punish me for something I never did."Claire, what's wrong?" Carlo spoke to me for the first time and I felt so irritated that I wanted to scream at him, transfer some of the bubbling aggressions in my chest to him and make sure he paid for ever doubting me.I shot him an angry glare, roasting him already with my eyes and cursing him with a thousand swear words inwardly.I shifted my attention from his betrayal back to Alex's consistent wickedness and rage bounced up and down in my chest. I needed to confront him I took in the black bikers short and black polo I was putting on in one glance, grabbed my phone and stormed out to go find Ale
Claire.No sooner had they left than I grabbed my phone from the bed, hands shaking and aching to go through my other accounts and eyes dilating swiftly.My head spun, I could feel my blood rise with every tap I gave my phone and sweat drop with every breath I inhaled.What if everything got worse? What if the other accounts held more stolen funds than I could ever imagine? I held my chest, willing my pounding heart to reduce its pounce.Why me? The hurting thought pressed my heart like a dumbbell, squeezing more fear and sadness into it and making my brain quake in helplessness.What about the wedding? The sharp thought pierced through.I pushed my mom's insensitive comment about a wedding tomorrow to the back of my mind. If I didn't wish to get married would she force me? I tried to give myself motivations but it faltered.I knew deeply that she could force me, especially using the tool grasped strong by Sophia. My throat dried up with the thought of being tagged a fraud and then im
Giancarlo.This can't be true! I kept reiterating in my head, shaking it heavily as the figures danced before my eyes. My ribs thomped with pains and my ears rang with Sophia's accusing voice. I couldn't believe it.Everything seemed so wrong, my eyes glued on the transaction history, reading the billions of dollars that had been moving out from the company's account into her account daily and my throat dried.Claire would never do that! I assured myself as I started unblinkedly at the figures, confusion and disbelief simmering like a pot of porridge in my heated brain and my teeth chattering uncomfortably.Lorenzo stood quietly by my side, not even moving his body. His silence was too foreboding that I suddenly wished he would say something, explain what was going on. Explain why the transaction history was telling me that the giant billions had been semt from the company and how I could prove Claire's innocence. Frustration sat like a heavyweight champion in my head, pushing my bra
Claire."Liar!!" I blurted immediately, standing up to face Sophia with fire burning in my eyes and hot air swimming out of my nostrils.Fury ignited quickly inside me like a firecracker ready to blow up all over my face and I so much wished it could blow up at once and engulf everyone so that I could rest.My vision clouded with the injustice of the moment and my heart entwined with the spider web of rage that tangled my heart without breathing space, making me hunger for room and the opportunity to let the emotions crash out into the real world.Who gave her the right to stand before everyone and spew lies? I just couldn't understand how humans could be so evil! My hand swung dangerous by my side wishing they could collide with something and destroy them into shreds just like I wished I could claw my nails into Sophia's make-upped plastic beauty and reduce it into drips of flesh and blood.I took in air in sharp intervals, chest heaving with the cooking anger grating in my heart, a
Giancarlo Playmate? I was bewildered. Surely, something must be wrong somewhere. How could she—playmate? Like did she think my love for Claire was some child's play? I felt a fire ignite inside me, my jaw clenching hard and my teeth biting into my cheeks. Where the heck did Claire dig such a mother from? I raised myself from my lying position to let my anger sink into the depth of my stomach. My hands had trouble holding me up as they were vibrating with fury.Her words still came biting into my ear in repetition, sending charcoals of anger smothering my breath and making me ache to smash something on the wall.Was she for real? Come to invite me? I shook my head in disbelief. I must really have heard it all. She wasn't even forcing Claire to marry Theodore, she was rubbing it on my face.My nose flared pumping out more heated air than it took in."Mom, are you insane?" I could feel the heat from Claire's anger too. She probably wouldn't go ahead with the ridiculous engagement. “How
ClaireToday had to be perfect—no exceptions, no mistakes. I was about to give my boyfriend the surprise of a lifetime.A marriage proposal. The beginning of our forever and a perfect way to mark our anniversary—he'd never see it coming.Every detail was planned out—from the bouquet of roses in my hands, to the reservations at one of the city's most exclusive restaurants—reservations I'd only managed to secure weeks ago through countless calls and relentless follow-ups; something other people would consider harassment, but to me, it was just simple tenacity. As the saying goes, ‘You want something? You go for it,’ and I wanted this anniversary to be flawless.Clutching the roses in excitement, I approached the receptionist at Alex’s department with a bright smile. “Oh, hi, Laura. Won’t be long—I’m just meeting Alex. He’s still in?”“Sure.” She started to smile as she looked up, but it faltered—just for a second. At the sight of me? The hesitation was fleeting, but it was gone almost...
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