LOGINNaomi entered a contract marriage with Lucas, the only son of a wealthy family. He never loved her, marrying her only to secure his family’s wealth, while his heart belonged to another woman, Valentina. As the contract nears its end, Naomi discovers she is pregnant. Alone, despised by Lucas’ family, and trapped in a house that never wanted her, she must fight to protect herself and her unborn child. Determined to survive, Naomi escapes the mansion, hiding her secret from Lucas. But when he eventually discovers the truth, he realizes that the woman he married for convenience is the only one he can ever truly love. A story of betrayal, survival, and forbidden love, where one woman’s strength and courage will change everything.
View MoreThe next morning, the mansion was unusually quiet. The sun rose, casting golden light across the marble floors, but the usual energy, the chatter, and the laughter of the household was missing. Naomi was gone. She had disappeared overnight. Lucas sat in the study, his hands clenched on the edge of the desk. He hadn’t slept much. The image of Naomi sneaking out, , the look in her eyes… it kept replaying in his mind. And then there was the pregnancy test he had found in her room. His jaw tightened. Naomi… pregnant? And she had left without saying a word? He felt a surge of anger, fear, and confusion. He picked up the phone and called the head of security. “Search for Naomi. Every street. Every hotel. Every corner of the city. Don’t come back until you find her.” “Yes, sir,” the guard replied, trying to sound confident. But Lucas could hear the hesitation in their voice. Hours passed. The guards returned, one by one, looking frustrated and helpless. None of them had found a
I didn’t sleep well that night. My mind kept running in circles, thinking about Valentina, the way everyone looked at me, the way they whispered behind my back. Evelyn’s eyes full of disgust. Charlotte laughing like I was a joke. Lucas pretending not to care. I couldn’t take it anymore. I hugged my bag tight, packed only what I could carry, and waited for the house to get quiet. I had to get out. Not just for me… for my baby. The moon was low when I slipped out of the side door. My heart pounded in my chest like a drum. I ran as fast as I could, through the back garden, past the guard house, and onto the quiet streets. The cold night air hit my face and it felt… freeing. I didn’t know where I would go, but I knew I had to keep moving. Every step away from that house was a step toward life. Toward safety. Toward protecting my baby. I stopped only when the mansion was far behind me, its bright lights shrinking into the darkness. I pressed my hands to my belly, feeling the ba
**Naomi’s POV**The morning light spilled into my room, harsh and cold, cutting through the small space like it wanted to remind me of reality. I woke with a sore back and tired eyes. My body ached from crying last night, and my stomach felt heavy with worry. My baby stirred inside me, small and innocent, completely unaware of the storm surrounding us. I pressed my hands over my belly and whispered, “I’ll protect you. I promise.” The house felt alive in a way that made my chest tighten. The servants were moving around, whispering and sneering, the air thick with disdain. I didn’t want to see anyone. I just wanted to hide in my room, close the door, and pretend this place wasn’t real. But reality had a way of forcing itself on me. The door creaked, and I looked up. Lucas stood there, tall, cold, his eyes sharp. He leaned against the doorframe, hands in his pockets, watching me. “You know the contract is finally going to end,” he said, his voice calm, but with that cold edge I
**Naomi’s POV**I walked into the house, the familiar scent of polished wood and cold marble hitting me like a punch. I thought maybe, just maybe, I could slip in quietly, pretend nothing had happened, and go straight to my room. My stomach twisted as I held my coat close. But I knew I was wrong the second I saw her. Evelyn Ashford ,my mother-in-law, stood by the doorway, arms crossed, eyes sharp as knives. She didn’t even blink when she saw me. Just tilted her head slightly, and said in that thin, cutting voice of hers: “Look who finally returns from God knows where. Hope you know your days are numbered in this house.” My chest tightened. My hands went clammy. I forced myself to ignore her, to walk past her. But she wasn’t done. Her eyes followed me as if I were a rat trying to sneak by. Then came Charlotte. Lucas’ younger sister. She was a handful of trouble in human form. Ugly, sharp-tongued, and cruel. And she hated me for… being alive, I guess. Before I could even take a












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