“One night. One mistake and now… I’m pregnant with his child.” Lena thought she had hit rock bottom, betrayed by the man she loved, abandoned, and declared infertile. But after one unexpected night with Damian Blackwell, the cold, ruthless billionaire CEO everything changes. When she finds out she’s pregnant, she gathers the courage to tell him… only to be humiliated and thrown out of his office like a liar. But fate has other plans. With a company empire on the line and a will that demands marriage, Damian makes her an offer she can’t refuse: marry him for one year and secure their child’s future... and his legacy. Cold, controlling, and dangerously handsome, Damian is the devil in a designer suit. But behind his cruel words lies a man haunted by secrets and slowly, Lena starts to see cracks in his icy armor. Can love grow in a marriage built on lies? Or will the truth destroy them both before the year is up?
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I sat at the edge of the massive dining table, surrounded by strangers in fancy clothes, pretending to smile like I belonged. My hands were clenched in my lap, nails digging into my palm.
I didn’t belong here anymore.
Adrian, my husband, stood a few feet away, holding a champagne glass and laughing at something a tall woman in red just whispered to him. She was Maya, Adrian’s ex and she also bullied me in highschool.
She touched his arm.
He didn’t pull away.
My stomach twisted.
They looked good together, he was in his black suit, while she was in a tight dress that showed off her curves and the slight bump in her belly.
She was pregnant and I wasn’t.
That truth burned more than anything else in the room.
This was supposed to be Adrian’s celebration party. The board had finally named him CEO of his father’s company. He was the golden boy now. Powerful, admired and wanted by all women.
And I was invisible.
A soft clink echoed through the room as someone tapped their glass.
Adrian stepped forward. “Thank you all for being here. I feel honored to lead the Huntley Corporation into the future.”
Cheers filled the air. He waited for them to settle, then smiled again but bigger this time.
“But I have one more announcement,” he said. “Something even more important to me than this new title.”
He reached out his hand.
The woman in red walked up to him, smiling wide.
“This is Maya,” Adrian said. “And she’s carrying my child.”
The room went silent. Then gasps followed with soft claps. A few shocked faces turned to look at me.
I didn’t move.
I couldn’t.
My heart had stopped beating the moment he said her name.
Adrian glanced at me, just a flicker of a look and then turned back to Maya.
“We’re starting a family,” he said. “And I’m finally going to be a father.”
A soft murmur went around the room. Congratulations and a louder clap this time.
I wanted to scream.
Instead, I stood up, legs shaking under me. I tried to walk away calmly, but my heels wobbled on the marble floor.
He didn’t even tell me in private.
He humiliated me in front of everyone.
After everything I did for him.
After all the times I stayed up late helping him prep for meetings. After the nights I cried in the bathroom over another failed pregnancy test. After the surgeries, he treatments and the blames.
He replaced me.
Just like that.
Outside, the air was cold against my skin. I wrapped my arms around myself, trying not to cry. But the tears came anyway.
I blinked up at the stars. They were bright, quiet, far away from this mess.
And just like that, the memory hit me.
That day in the bathroom.
The test.
Just one pink line.
Another month of failure.
I had stood there frozen, staring at it like maybe it would change if I waited long enough.
Then the door burst open. Adrian.
“What is this?” he snapped, grabbing the test from my hand.
I couldn’t speak.
His face twisted with anger. “Again? Negative again? Lena, how many times are you going to disappoint me?”
“I’m trying,” I whispered. “I’m doing everything I can.”
“Trying isn't enough!” he shouted. “Do you know how this makes me look? I’m a Huntley, and I can’t even get an heir because my wife is broken!”
His words cut deeper than any slap.
Tears stung my eyes, but I refused to let them fall, not in front of him.
“I didn’t ask for this,” I said quietly.
“No, but you signed up for it. You think love is enough in this world? I need a son, Lena. A future, a legacy and you’ve given me nothing!”
He threw the test strip on the floor and stormed out.
I had dropped to my knees, staring at the shattered plastic, wondering when it had all gone so wrong.
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A tear rolled down my cheek now as I stood in the garden, arms wrapped around myself. That memory still echoed louder than the party inside.
That moment told me everything I needed to know.
Adrian didn’t love me not anymore.
He wanted something I couldn’t give him.
And now he had found someone who could.
“Aw, still crying?” a familiar voice said behind me.
I turned.
Maya stood in the doorway, arms crossed, a cruel smile on her face.
“I always knew you weren’t good enough for him,” she said. “He needs a real woman, one who can give him what he wants.”
“I’m still his wife,” I said, my voice barely holding.
“For now,” she replied. “But not for long. Trust me.”
I looked at her. She had everything I didn’t. Confidence, a child on the way and now, Adrian’s heart.
She stepped closer and whispered, “You lost, Lena. Just accept it"
Then she walked back into the party, leaving me alone in the dark.
And for the first time, I finally realized, I was truly alone.
Damian's POVI picked it up. The man in the picture was older now, his hair streaked with grey, but his sharp and calculating eyes were the same.My uncle nodded. “He moved operations overseas and built himself back up quietly. My contacts say he’s been taking smaller contracts in Europe and that he’s been asking questions about you for months.”“I kept my eyes on the photo. “Questions like what?”“Your travel schedule, connections and your security arrangements.”That was enough to make my grip on the photo tighten. The fact that Bell was even thinking about my security meant he wasn’t just watching from a distance, he might be planning something.I set the photo down, jaw tightening. “And your source is solid?”Henry leaned back in his chair, steepling his fingers the way he always did when he was about to say something serious. “As solid as it gets. One of the men you fought in Italy had ties to a contractor Bell used in Prague last year, it's not direct but enough to connect the d
Damian’s POVBy three o’clock, the main press room at Blackwell Group was packed. Rows of journalists sat with their pens ready, cameras already clicking before I’d even stepped inside. I could hear the low hum of conversation, they were circling for blood.Good. Let them.Jakes walked beside me, murmuring, “Stick to the talking points we agreed on, no going off script.”I didn’t answer because I didn’t need a script.The moment I entered, flashes lit the room. I walked to the podium without breaking stride, adjusting the microphone once before speaking.“Good afternoon,” I began, my voice steady and deliberate. “I called you here today to address the recent rumors about the Blackwell Group.”The room hushed instantly.“You’ve heard whispers of instability, speculation about partners leaving and questions about my leadership. I’m here to tell you exactly what the truth is.”I paused, letting them hang on the silence.“The truth is, the Blackwell Group is not unstable. In the past week
Damian’s POVBy the time I walked into the Blackwell Group headquarters that morning, I already had three missed calls from Jakes, a dozen emails flagged urgent and a news alert flashing across my phone. The rumors were spreading faster than wildfire. If I don't shut them down, the damage may become permanent.I called Jakes to my office the moment I sat down.“When is the meeting with the partners scheduled for today?” I asked.“By nine, sir,” he replied.“Alright. We’ll try to sort things out then.------When it was time for the meeting, I arrived at the executive boardroom ten minutes early, deliberately taking the seat at the head of the table before anyone else came in. Position was everything in these kinds of fights, you had to look like you’d already won before the battle even began.Jakes came in with a folder and a coffee. “They’re already in the lobby. All but Keltor Finance.”“Send them in one by one,” I said. “I want private conversations before we sit as a group.”He no
Lena’s POVThe next evening came faster than I expected.Carter texted me in the afternoon: Be ready by six.I stood in front of my closet for ten minutes, staring at my clothes like they were strangers. What did someone wear to see the parents who had thrown her out? A dress? Too formal, jeans? Too casual. In the end, I chose a simple cream blouse and black trousers. It felt safe and neutral, like I was trying not to stand out.When Carter arrived, he looked the same as yesterday, calm but serious. The moment I stepped outside, the two bodyguards assigned by Damian fell into place behind us. Carter glanced at them but didn’t say anything until we were in his car.“Do they have to follow you everywhere?” he asked, starting the engine.“Damian insists,” I said, buckling my seat belt. “After Italy, he’s not taking any chances.”Carter nodded but didn’t press it.The drive to my parents’ house felt shorter than it should have. I stared out the window, watching familiar streets pass by, t
Lena’s POVThe house was quiet that afternoon. Damian had left early for work, even though it was a weekend and the bodyguards were stationed like statues outside. I had been curled up on the sofa, trying to distract myself with a magazine I wasn’t really reading, when the doorbell rang.One of the guards stepped in and said, “Miss, you have a visitor.”I looked up, puzzled. “Who is it?”“Carter Clark,” he replied.My chest tightened. “Carter? My brother?”The guard nodded.I stood quickly, smoothing my hair without thinking. It had been months since I’d last seen him. My chest was already tight before I even reached the door.And there he was, my big brother, standing tall with the same protective expression I remembered from when we were kids.“Lena,” he said softly.“Carter.” I didn’t realize until then how much I’d missed him.He stepped forward and hugged me and for a moment, I let myself relax in his arms.When we pulled apart, I asked, “W…what brings you here?”“Damian called m
Damian’s POVMy uncle’s office was on the top floor of the Blackwell Group tower, two levels above mine.When I walked in, he was behind his desk, sleeves rolled up, reading through a stack of reports.“You look like you haven’t slept,” he said without looking up.“I haven’t,” I replied, closing the door behind me. “Too much going on.”He finally set the papers down and leaned back in his chair. “Is this about Everest Holdings?”“That’s part of it,” I said, walking over to the window. “But it’s not the only thing.”“Go on.”I turned to face him. “Italy wasn’t random, the attack was too organized, too clean and then, the suspect dies in custody? He was poisoned? That’s not coincidence.”He frowned but didn’t interrupt.“And now Everest Holdings pulls out without warning,” I continued. “Two other partners are on the fence. This isn’t just bad timing, it’s connected.”My uncle’s brows rose slightly. “You think someone’s behind all of it?”“Yes.”“Who?”I hesitated, then said it. “Grey.F
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