登入BLURB: Four years ago, Belle Moreno shattered Cassian Thornwell’s heart with a brutal lie, and disappeared without a trace. He was her best friend, her first love, the heir to a billion-dollar empire. She was the housekeeper’s daughter, never good enough in his mother’s eyes. So, she walked away. Now, fate brings them back together once more—older, colder, and harboring scars the other can’t see. Cassian needs a wife. A contract marriage to save his empire’s image. And when he sees Belle again, he offers a deal—one year as his wife. Should she say no? Should she run? But her secrets are catching up and her heart never learned how to stop loving him. Living under the same roof, sparks fly, wounds reopens, and the truth threatens to explode. Because he doesn’t know she’s hiding more than the past… He doesn’t know she’s hiding his son.
查看更多I knew something was wrong the moment Belle stepped into the penthouse.She didn’t look at me, take off her heels or let her hair down like she usually did. She just walked past me and into her bedroom like something had angered her.I wasn’t too happy myself today. For some weird reason, Rowan cancelled the meeting this morning, and things at work were just fucked up. To make it worse, we were holed up in the penthouse again. And this time around, it was indefinite, if the pace of the manor renovations was anything to go by.But to be honest, I liked it here better. There were fewer shadows. Fewer memories and fewer moments beyond my control.I waited, deciding to give her a ten-minute head start. Then I trailed behind her.When I stepped into her bedroom, she was standing beside the window in a bronze silk slip, looking out at the skyline like it had solutions to her unanswered questions."You're quiet," I said finally."I'm exhausted," she replied."Too tired to lie?"She wasn't ex
Why the fuck did Rowan call me?The moment I heard his voice on the phone, every bone in my body froze up. He hadn't spoken to me for years, hadn't even said a single word or whisper in my direction since I left him all those years ago. And now, now he was asking ridiculous questions of me like he still had a claim on me?I didn't sleep that night, just like I wasn’t able to sleep all those nights ago when he was near.I clutched the phone tightly in my hand as I lay on the bed. My heart raced like I was thirteen once more and hiding a wicked secret I didn’t want to tell my mom.I ignored the feeling, though, and instantly cleared the call log after which I cleared it again from the recently deleted folder. When I was sure all that had been done correctly, I hurled the phone across my bed, not in the mood to look at it.By morning, I felt a little bit better. I'd already called Selena and told her I had a site visit and had to have the car."You okay?" she asked, looking at me over he
There was an unmistakable power in silence, a kind of weapon forged from quiet moments.And tonight, I wielded both like sharpened daggers.I stood at the edge of the expansive ballroom, and clutched a flute of sparkling champagne, the effervescent bubbles rising and bursting against the crystal glass as I surveyed the shimmering crowd—an ocean of opulence and ornate gowns that sparkled under the dim, golden lights. It felt surreal to glide among them, present not as the girl who had been publicly humiliated on social media, but as a vision of poise and resilience, transformed into someone enchanting and enigmatic."Belle, that was quite dramatic," Selena remarked softly beside me, her voice barely cutting through the murmurs. She was a striking figure in her floor-length gown that shimmered like moonlight, her dark hair sleekly pulled back into a low ponytail that exuded an air of confidence that screamed, Don’t mess with us."Isn’t everything that leads to this point?” I replied, my
The gala swallowed me, an extravagant swirl of activity where the lights were dimmed, and flutes of champagne were liberally filled, the bubbles dancing on the surface like tiny fireworks. Loud laughter echoed across the room, drowning out the unremarkable jazzy tunes that played softly in the background.I fidgeted with the cuffs of my tuxedo for what felt like the third time, as I ried my best to appear calm when I was far from it. Beside me, Devon lounged, casually sipping a vibrant yellow drink. He looked unfazed and blissfully oblivious to the impending chaos that loomed over us.“She still hasn’t returned my call,” I muttered, stealing another glance at my phone, the screen illuminating my frustration for what was probably the fiftieth time that evening.Devon, engrossed in his drink, didn’t bother to lift his gaze. “Surprising? With that tabloid scandal hanging over your head?”“I didn’t kiss her,” I said, defending myself. “you know that.”“The pictures, my friend unfortunatel
I was staring blankly at the half-empty cup of black coffee on the desk in front of me, steam curling up like a ghost trying to remind me of things I didn't want to remember.My mind kept taking me back to last night with Belle.The feeling of her, the sounds she made when I touched her, the soft
BELLE"I have no idea what that woman's problem is," Selena muttered as she put the clean pajamas into the laundry basket. "Did she expect you to sit there smiling as she asked you if your whole life was simply built on his… Last name?""She was just doing her job, Sel" I whispered, sitting on the
I stood looking out onto the lawn considerably longer than her car was gone. The same gravel. The same trees. Same echo of her laughter somewhere deep within the walls of this house.I'd vowed to feel nothing. That the past was in a box, buried and sealed, and hidden beneath a thick layer of time.
BELLEThe minute I stepped out of the SUV, my lungs seemed to stop working.The Thornwell Estate appeared exactly as I remembered it—grand, sprawling, old-money majestic—but slightly colder. The kind of place that never seemed to have known the warmth of laughter or of tears. Only refined antiques,






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