INICIAR SESIÓNOnce, Eunia made a mistake that destroyed her entire life and stole all her happiness, the mistake had a name she would never forget. Now given a second chance, she knows she has to fight to save herself or history will repeat itself. But when fate conspires to ruin you, you have no choice to go low, even approaching the nemesis of the man you once loved. Eunia strikes a deal with Cole MayRidge, Logan's mortal enemy and business rival; a contract marriage for her protection in exchange for finding out Logan's trade secrets and helping Cole ruin him. But something seems different this time… Logan doesn't hate her? Even more than that, Logan Graham seems to be obsessed with her, unwilling to let her go. As if that's not enough, there are more enemies trying to sabotage her at every turn. Now she'll have to survive plots, conspiracies and scandals while guarding her heart and trying not to fall for the devilishly handsome but enigmatic billionaire, Cole, who seems to harbor more interest in her than their contract requires… Caught between two dangerous men who will do anything to have her, Eunia's fight for her life is just beginning. FB Page: Author Ireti.
Ver másEuniaReady?” Cole’s voice breaks through my train of thought. I look up to find him standing, car keys in hand, watching me expectantly.Right. School.“Yeah,” I say, grabbing my bag. “Ready.”Linda walks us to the door, pulling me into a tight, warm hug that catches me off guard.“Have a wonderful day, sweetheart,” she says sweetly, brushing a strand of hair behind my ear. I’d been so worried Linda would end up hating my guts, but it seems I was concerned for nothing. “And for you Cole—don’t work too hard.”“I’ll try,” he says dryly.The drive to campus is quiet, the morning traffic light enough that we make good time. Cole navigates the streets with practiced ease, one hand on the wheel, the other resting casually on the center console.I watch the city pass by through the window, the familiar streets looking different somehow. Like I’m seeing them through new eyes. Everything feels so unreal, this timeline’s Eunia probably hasn’t been in school for maybe a couple of weeks?But in
EuniaMorning comes a little too quickly.I wake to sunlight streaming through the windows and the mouthwatering smell of rich coffee drifting from somewhere in the mansion.With a small grunt, I turn to the other side, hiding away from the bright light. For a disorienting moment, I forget where I am. Then my eyes flutter open and I see the empty space beside me, the covers already thrown back, and everything comes rushing back to me.Cole’s side of the bed is cold.He must have been up for a while.My heart drops to my stomach as I look for a means to check the time. When I finally spot a digital alarm by the side and see 8:29 a.m in broken digits, relief washes over me.Thank God.I drag myself out of bed and into the bathroom, splashing cold water on my face before brushing my teeth and throwing on jeans and a simple sweater.When I come out of the room, I follow the scent of coffee downstairs to find Cole and Linda already seated at the dining table, a magnificent breakfast laid o
EuniaThe reminder settles over me like a heavy weight. He’s right. Obviously. Eventually, I’ll have to face my parents, Have to give them some kind of explanation. Have to deal with the aftermath of my quote on quote rebellion.“I know,” I say quietly, pulling my knees up to my chest. “I’ll confront them eventually. Just… not yet. It’s not the right time.”“When will be the right time then?”It’s a good question. It's too bad I don’t have an answer to it. In all honesty, I don’t really want to talk about my parents or think of home. The day is exhausting enough without them in it.“I don’t know.” I shrug, pushing some loose strands of hair away from my face. “When I’m ready, I guess.”I prepare myself to hear the classic, “and when will you be ready?” bit but he doesn’t say that. He just goes quiet, typing away at his keyboard. The soft clicking noises fill the room, an odd remedy to the countless knots in my head.I’m grateful that Cole can be like this sometimes. Asides from what y
EuniaThe bathroom is as luxurious as the rest of the room—all marble and monotone, with a rainfall shower that could probably fit four people.I peel off my clothes and turn on the faucet to a little extra hot like that would dissolve all my persistent thoughts. I step under the water, letting it flow over my shoulders.This is fine.Everything is fine.It’s just sleeping. People share beds all the time without it meaning anything. Hotel rooms on business trips. Sleepovers. Siblings cramming into one bed during family vacations.Except Cole isn’t my sibling or my business colleague or my childhood friend.He’s my fake husband who I might be attracted to as much as I hate to admit it and absolutely cannot act on that attraction because this is a business arrangement with a clear expiration date.I scrub shampoo through my hair more aggressively than necessary, trying to wash away the built up nerves along with the day’s grime.By the time I emerge from the bathroom, wrapped in one of
EuniaAfter dinner, bed time rolls by, and for some reason, that’s what I’m more nervous about.“Thank you for dinner, Mrs. MayRidge, it was wonderful.” I say once all the dishes are cleared.“It was nothing, darling, least I can do after creating such a scene,” she mutters with a smile, dabbing th
KruskaMy mouth gapes as I witness the sheer horror in front of me. The living room looks like a complete war zone.Fragments of glass are scattered across the marble floor like the aftermath of an explosion, catching the afternoon light streaming through the windows. I take a careful step forward
Kruska I bite down on my lip so hard I can almost taste that metallic tang. The pause that follows is thick and heavy.Mother picks up her phone with trembling fingers. “I think,” she says carefully, “we all need to take a moment to calm down.”Acting up obviously isn’t working.I force myself to
ColeBefore I can even process what’s happening, Mother’s out of her chair and rushing toward me, her face draining of all color.“Cole, oh my God, Cole!” She’s beside me now, her hands trembling over my shoulders, my back, like she doesn’t know where to touch. “Are you okay? Can you breathe? Shoul


















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