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FAMILY AFFAIR

مؤلف: Ava Sinclair
last update تاريخ النشر: 2026-07-25 18:05:10

That same night, Joseph had no idea that Rachel was lying awake in her apartment, staring at her phone and waiting for a reply that would never come. He had just finished dinner and was sitting in the study, going through a few documents he had brought home from the office. His jacket lay neatly over the arm of the sofa, his phone still tucked inside one of the pockets. He had intended to look through his messages after finishing the last file on his desk. A sharp knock interrupted his thoughts
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  • Paid To Pretend, Destined To Love   FEAR

    Rachel woke before her alarm the next morning, but she remained in bed, staring at the ceiling. Sleep had come in short, restless moments, and each time she woke, the same thoughts returned. She wished she could erase the previous evening from her memory. She wished she had never allowed herself to believe that what existed between her and Joseph was anything more than mutual respect. Most of all, she wished she could forget Vanessa's words. They had settled somewhere deep inside her, refusing to leave. She closed her eyes and drew in a slow breath. Benjamin had told her not to let another person's opinion define her, yet it was easier to believe his words at home than it would be inside Sterling Tech. Today, she would have to walk through the same corridors, sit at the same desk and pretend that nothing had happened.Benjamin was already making breakfast when she stepped into the kitchen. He looked at her for a moment before offering a gentle smile."You look better.""I don't know i

  • Paid To Pretend, Destined To Love   FAMILY AFFAIR

    That same night, Joseph had no idea that Rachel was lying awake in her apartment, staring at her phone and waiting for a reply that would never come. He had just finished dinner and was sitting in the study, going through a few documents he had brought home from the office. His jacket lay neatly over the arm of the sofa, his phone still tucked inside one of the pockets. He had intended to look through his messages after finishing the last file on his desk. A sharp knock interrupted his thoughts. One of the housekeepers stepped in."Sir, your father is on the phone."Joseph looked up immediately."My father?""Yes, sir."She handed him the cordless telephone before quietly leaving the room. Joseph frowned. Carlos rarely called him at home unless something was important. Their conversations usually happened during the day, and even then, Carlos was never one to sound anxious.Joseph lifted the receiver."Good evening, Dad."There was no cheerful greeting from the other end."Joseph, whe

  • Paid To Pretend, Destined To Love   PAIN

    Rachel did not remember how she completed the rest of her work that afternoon. She answered emails, arranged documents and attended to every task on her desk exactly as she always did, but none of it truly registered in her mind. Vanessa's words refused to leave her. They followed her everywhere, echoing in the quiet moments between conversations. She wondered if she ever looked like poverty. When the office closed, she packed her bag more quickly than usual. She avoided looking towards Joseph's office as she walked out of the building. She wasn't sure she could look at him without remembering every word Vanessa had spoken. For the first time since she had started working at Sterling Tech, she wanted nothing more than to go home and hide from the world. The journey home felt unusually long. She sat by the window of the bus, watching the evening traffic move slowly through the streets of Madrid. Around her, people chatted, laughed and complained about work, but their voices faded into

  • Paid To Pretend, Destined To Love   CONFRONTATION

    Rachel took a slow breath as she walked through the entrance, greeting the security guards with her usual smile."Good morning”"Morning, Miss Rachel."She returned every greeting with the same warmth she always did. If anyone noticed that she looked more tired than usual, they were kind enough not to mention it. A few minutes later, Joseph entered the building. Rachel looked up instinctively. Their eyes met for only a second."Good morning, sir.""Good morning, Rachel."That was all. Joseph continued towards the lift, while Rachel lowered her eyes and rearranged the files on her desk. It was better this way. She repeated those words to herself throughout the morning. By midday, the office had become busier. Phones rang constantly, meetings came and went, and employees hurried from one department to another.Rachel was organising a file outside the conference room when the lift doors opened. Vanessa Torres stepped out. She wore a cream-coloured suit that had clearly been tailored to p

  • Paid To Pretend, Destined To Love   TORRES

    Vanessa Torres was halfway through reviewing a proposal for her new business at France when her mobile phone vibrated on the polished surface of her desk. She glanced at the screen and frowned slightly. The caller was Señor Torres. He had never called her after their last meeting. “What does this poor man wants?” She muttered, She answered after the second ring."Hello, Mr Torres.""Good afternoon, Miss Torres."His voice was unusually cautious."I hope I'm not disturbing you.""Not at all. Is something wrong?"There was a brief silence."I'd rather not discuss it over the phone."Vanessa leaned back in her chair."What is it about? If it is not about what we talked about, I am not interested.” "It's regarding Mr Delgado."Her expression immediately changed.Joseph.She had known him for years. Every piece of information concerning him caught her attention."What about Joseph?""I think it's better if we meet”Vanessa looked at the clock on the wall before replying, "Fine. The caf

  • Paid To Pretend, Destined To Love   PUZZLES

    Joseph woke up earlier than usual the next morning. He had barely slept, yet he did not feel tired. The previous evening stayed in his mind from the moment he opened his eyes. He lay still for a few minutes, staring at the ceiling, before a small smile appeared on his face. Even after saying the words to himself, it still didn't feel real. He got out of bed, got ready for work and walked downstairs. The housekeeper had already prepared breakfast, but he only managed a few bites before picking up his car keys.A few minutes later, Antonio arrived. As always, he stepped out of the car first and opened the rear door."Good morning, sir.""Morning, Antonio."Joseph got into the car, and the journey began in silence.Antonio had worked for the Delgado family for years. He had driven Joseph through difficult days, long nights, business trips and family gatherings. After Adrián's death, he had watched Joseph become quieter with each passing year. He had never asked questions that crossed the

  • Paid To Pretend, Destined To Love   The Saturday Shadow

    The week following the transfer of the fifty thousand euros had been a blur of antiseptic smells and hushed prayers for Rachel. Benjamin's surgery had been scheduled, and the weight on her chest had lightened just enough for her to breathe. But as Saturday approached, a different kind of suffocati

  • Paid To Pretend, Destined To Love   HOPE

    "Why do you need me to come? Why not just... hire someone? An actress, a professional. Someone who'd be better at this."Joseph's expression darkened slightly."I tried that," he said quietly. "Twice. My grandmother saw through it immediately. She's... sharp. She knows when people are lying."He pa

  • Paid To Pretend, Destined To Love   A Bar

    7:36 PM Neon lights flickered against the brick walls of the old bodega-turned-nightclub in Malasaña. American pop mixed with Spanish reggaeton, vibrating through the floor and into every ear inside.Laughter clashed with the clink of glasses. Perfume, gin and tonics, and cigarette smoke mixed thic

  • Paid To Pretend, Destined To Love   RACHEL MARTÍNEZ

    The world was a strange balance of ruin and routine, just like the Yin and Yang, of hospital lights and office doors, of whispered prayers and million-dollar signatures.In Madrid, wealth and desperation walked the same streets, spoke the same language, breathed the same air.She believed in surviv

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