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Chapter 45

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POV: Cameron

I woke up to soft breathing. Not mine.

For a second, I had no clue where I was. The room was warm and kind of dim, the curtains only letting in this weak streak of morning light. Everything felt fuzzy, like that weird space between sleep and being awake. My brain hadn’t caught up yet.

But then I shifted a little—and my leg brushed against something. No. Someone.

My eyes flew open.

Brandon.

He was lying right next to me, half the blanket kicked off him, one arm bent above his head like he’d passed out mid-thought. His messy dark hair was all over the place and his face was… peaceful. Like, stupidly peaceful. No smirk. No teasing grin. Just him, asleep.

And somehow that made my stomach flip.

I blinked hard and sat up slowly, my heart thudding a little too fast in my chest. My eyes traced the curve of his jaw, the soft rise and fall of his chest. He looked so calm—so real—it made something in my chest ache.

And then it hit me like a sucker punch to the gut.

I hadn’t thought
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  • Rival's Contract Marriage    Chapter 48

    POV: CameronSomething wasn’t right.I could feel it in the pit of my stomach the moment I opened my laptop. My inbox sat there, a sea of unread emails and boring newsletters, but the one I was waiting for wasn’t there.No message from The partner I got for the company.He usually responded by now. He wasn’t the type to leave people hanging — especially not when we had a shipment due next week. He was all business, all the time. Sharp. Focused. Reliable.But now?Radio silence.I scrolled. Refreshed. Refreshed again.Still nothing.I tried to brush it off at first. Maybe he was busy. Maybe something came up. Or maybe I was just being paranoid because I hadn't slept much last night — again.But an hour passed. Then two.Still no update.I shot him a message.> “Hey, everything okay on your end? Haven’t heard from you. Just checking in.”I leaned back in my chair and stared at the ceiling. My room was too quiet. The kind of quiet that made your thoughts louder. And right now, mine were

  • Rival's Contract Marriage    Chapter 47

    POV: CameronI threw myself into work like my life depended on it.It was either that or think about Brandon, and I couldn't freaking handle that right now.So yeah, I answered every damn email. I reorganized the supply closet twice. I even volunteered to help clean up after lunch, just so my hands had something to do. Anything to keep my brain from spiraling into memories I didn’t ask for.But they kept slipping in anyway.Like the sound of his laugh echoing in my ears when I passed someone joking at the front desk. Or the way someone next to me clicked their pen, and I immediately remembered how Brandon used to do that when he was thinking too hard — how he’d chew the end of it and squint at his notes like they were personally offending him.God. It was pathetic. I was fucking pathetic.I slammed my locker shut so hard it rattled, and someone down the hall gave me a look. I didn’t care. I just needed to get out of there before I lost it. Again.I walked fast, practically jogging acro

  • Rival's Contract Marriage    Chapter 46

    POV: CameronThe next morning felt heavier. Like the weight of everything we didn’t say was sitting between us at the kitchen table. Brandon was stirring sugar into his coffee like it was the most important thing in the world. I was pretending to read something on my phone, even though my screen was black.We hadn’t talked about what happened last night—not really. Sure, he said it was okay not to know what it meant. But how long could we live in this weird, blurry space?I couldn’t stop thinking about how his fingers brushed mine. How gentle his voice had been. How much I wanted to stay… and how terrified that made me.He looked up from his mug. “You going home today?”I blinked. The question felt sharp, like it had claws.“Yeah,” I said after a beat. “I should.”He nodded, too quickly. “Cool.”Cool? Really?The silence came back like a storm cloud.I swallowed. “Do you think this was a mistake?”He didn’t answer right away. Just sat there, staring into his coffee like it held a map

  • Rival's Contract Marriage    Chapter 45

    POV: CameronI woke up to soft breathing. Not mine.For a second, I had no clue where I was. The room was warm and kind of dim, the curtains only letting in this weak streak of morning light. Everything felt fuzzy, like that weird space between sleep and being awake. My brain hadn’t caught up yet.But then I shifted a little—and my leg brushed against something. No. Someone.My eyes flew open.Brandon.He was lying right next to me, half the blanket kicked off him, one arm bent above his head like he’d passed out mid-thought. His messy dark hair was all over the place and his face was… peaceful. Like, stupidly peaceful. No smirk. No teasing grin. Just him, asleep.And somehow that made my stomach flip.I blinked hard and sat up slowly, my heart thudding a little too fast in my chest. My eyes traced the curve of his jaw, the soft rise and fall of his chest. He looked so calm—so real—it made something in my chest ache.And then it hit me like a sucker punch to the gut.I hadn’t thought

  • Rival's Contract Marriage    Chapter 44

    POV: CameronI should’ve left.My fingers curled around the door handle, my heart thudding so loud I thought it might burst out of my chest. I needed to get out of there, away from the tension choking the air — away from him.But then Brandon grabbed my wrist, spun me around, and before I could even breathe, his lips were on mine.It wasn’t like the accidental kiss from earlier. This one was different. Deliberate. Desperate.I froze. My brain short-circuited. Every warning signal screamed at me to stop this before we ruined everything. But my body didn’t listen.I kissed him back.Hard.Brandon turned away me, and I raised a brow. “What? Is there something on my f—”His hand crashed against my mouth, covering it while the other shoved into my pants. My eyes widened as he stroked my hard, aching cock through my boxers. The soft fabric rubbing against my erection was almost too much to take. My body responded instantly, my hips jutting forward as he stroked me while gazing into my eyes.

  • Rival's Contract Marriage    Chapter 43

    POV: BrandonThe cab rattled over a pothole, and Cameron groaned, slumping further into the seat like he was trying to melt into the leather. His forehead pressed against the window, eyes shut tight, and his fingers curled in his lap like he was holding himself together by sheer force of will.I winced, glancing at the driver. “Hey, could you maybe drive a little more carefully?” I asked, trying to keep my voice polite. “He’s not feeling great.”The driver snorted, eyes flicking to me in the rearview mirror. “Maybe your drunk boyfriend shouldn’t have partied so hard,” he muttered, tapping the steering wheel impatiently as he sped up to beat a yellow light.My jaw clenched. I sat up straighter, leaning forward so he could see me better in the mirror. “First of all, he’s not my boyfriend — he’s my fiancé, so use the right term,” I snapped, heat prickling up my neck. “And second, you’re getting paid to drive, not to run your mouth. So how about you do your job without the commentary?”Th

  • Rival's Contract Marriage    Chapter 42

    POV: CameronThe street spun under my feet and the pavement tilted like a broken carnival ride. My head throbbed, and my pulse hammered so loudly I swore people could hear it. The muffled beat of music from the bar echoed behind me, but all I could focus on was the weight in my chest. It was heavy, ugly, suffocating. Everything reeked of stale beer, cigarette smoke, and my own pathetic jealousy.I could still see them, Brandon and Hilda were standing and their bodies were too close to each other, their heads tilted together, talking like the rest of the world didn’t exist. The way he stared at her intensely and the way she stared back at him made my heart race, It burned. It burned so badly I felt sick.“Cameron,” Brandon’s voice cut through the haze, low and careful, like he was talking to a wounded animal. “Oh fuck, what have you done to yourself? Come on, you’re wasted. Let’s get you home.”His hand on my arm was steady, warm, and I hated it. I hated how good it felt.I yanked m

  • Rival's Contract Marriage    Chapter 41

    POV: BrandonI shoved the bar door open, my heart hammering against my chest like it was trying to break free. The music thudded loudly behind me, but the cold air outside smacked me harder than any bass drop could. My hands were shaking, some was part from anger, part from the mess I’d just left behind.And there was Hilda, stomping down the sidewalk like she hadn’t just wrecked my entire life in one night.Seriously, she looked like a toddler throwing a tantrum.“Hilda, get your stupid ass here!” I yelled, my voice scraping my throat.She didn’t even flinch and I felt my face twitch in annoyance.I jogged to catch up, grabbing her arm and spinning her around so fast her hair whipped across her face. “What the fucking hell was that?” I hissed, my chest rising and falling like I’d just run a marathon.She yanked her arm back like I’d burned her. “Don’t fucking touch me,” she snapped, eyes blazing.“I wouldn’t have to if you stopped acting like a maniac,” I shot back. “Why were you a

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