MasukIsla Carter never imagined that one reckless night would change her life forever. Strong-willed yet innocent, she crosses paths with Killian Blackwood, a ruthless billionaire CEO known for his cold heart and devastating charm. After a heated night of passion, Isla discovers she’s pregnant—only to be met with an unexpected proposition. Killian offers her a marriage of convenience, a cold-hearted arrangement to protect his reputation while he secretly maintains his engagement to another woman. Isla, trapped by circumstance, agrees—but soon realizes she’s nothing more than a pawn in Killian’s twisted game of power and deception. Despite his cruelty, Killian finds himself drawn to Isla’s fire, but just as their tangled emotions begin to unravel, a shocking betrayal shatters everything—his fiancée is none other than Isla’s stepsister, the woman who has tormented her for years. Heartbroken and betrayed, Isla walks away, determined to reclaim her life, but Killian isn’t ready to let her go. Now, he must make a choice: the empire he has built or the woman who has stolen his heart. Will their love rise from the ashes of betrayal, or will it crumble under the weight of shattered vows?
Lihat lebih banyakThe morning sun cut through Isla Carter’s curtains like a blade, highlighting the quiet dust particles that floated lazily in the air. The apartment was still—eerily so. The kind of stillness that followed a storm but made you wonder whether another one was already brewing.She sat at the edge of her bed, elbows on her knees, cradling a cup of black coffee that had long gone cold. The events of the past week felt like a surreal movie, one she hadn’t asked to star in. Celeste’s exposure. The boardroom takedown. The media circus. Killian Blackwood’s silent strength beside her.She didn’t know what to do with it all.A knock at her door drew her from the haze.When she opened it, Killian stood there—tall, composed, and uncharacteristically casual in jeans and a fitted navy sweater. He looked more like the man she’d once imagined in daydreams than the polished billionaire he often presented to the world.“I brought you breakfast,” he said, lifting a paper bag and a tray with two coffees.
The chaos at the community center had left Isla sleepless again. She sat curled up in her living room, nursing a lukewarm cup of tea that she’d long forgotten to drink. Her phone buzzed constantly—concerned volunteers, staff members, reporters all wanting a statement.But Isla Carter wasn’t ready to talk. Not yet.The red spray-painted words still haunted her:“Your voice is louder than it should be. Stay quiet.”She traced them in her mind over and over, hearing them in Celeste’s voice, cold and venomous. But even then, part of her refused to believe Celeste could go so far. Part of her still clung to reason. To logic.Unfortunately, the world she lived in now obeyed neither.A knock at her door broke her from her thoughts. Not a knock, really—more like pounding.Killian Blackwood.Of course.She opened the door and met his wild, furious eyes. He pushed past her before she could even say a word.“Where’s the footage?” he asked, breath ragged.“What footage?”“The center’s security ca
The storm arrived without warning.Isla Carter had barely slept since the envelope. The image of her and Killian in that stolen kiss—something private, tender, and unguarded—being weaponized filled her with a familiar dread. A dread she had thought she’d buried.She sat at her dining table, surrounded by documents, newspaper clippings, and a laptop with multiple tabs open. Headlines were already popping up.“Killian Blackwood’s Secret Wife: Who is Isla Carter?”“Celeste Winslow Speaks Out: Betrayal and Blackmail Behind Broken Engagement?”Her stomach clenched. The story was spinning out of control. And Celeste had pulled every possible string.Killian burst through her door that morning, uninvited but not unwelcome. His usually neat appearance was disheveled, his jaw tight, hair mussed from dragging his hand through it too many times. The stress was eating at him too.“I just got off a call with the board,” he said without preamble. “They’re concerned.”“About the photos?” Isla asked,
The morning after their quiet kiss and promise of “one day at a time,” Isla Carter woke with a strange weight in her chest. Not the kind that paralyzed—no, it was heavier in meaning than in dread. It was the first time in a long while she had allowed herself to feel something close to hope.But she also knew hope had a sharp edge. And loving Killian Blackwood was never without risk.She stretched her arms and walked barefoot into the small kitchen of her apartment. As she waited for the kettle to boil, her phone buzzed. A message lit the screen.Killian:Good morning. I hope today is kind to you. And if it’s not, call me. I want to be part of the hard days, too.Isla stared at the message for a long moment before typing a response.Isla:Morning. I’ll let you know how it goes. And... thank you.She didn’t say more. She couldn’t—not yet. The trust she’d extended him the day before still trembled like a newly formed bridge. One wrong step, and it might collapse.But Killian had been pat
The following morning broke veiled in a silver haze, wrapping the city in a fragile stillness that echoed Isla's broken heart. She sat on the windowsill of her small flat, knees wrapped around arms, looking out over the muffled skyline. The argument with Killian lingered in her mind like a ghost tr
The tension in the room was suffocating, thick enough to choke on. Isla’s heart pounded as she tried to process Liam’s words, but the name alone was enough to send icy fear crawling down her spine.Celeste.The woman who had been lurking in the shadows of Killian’s world. The woman who had made it
The air in Isla’s hotel room was thick with unspoken thoughts as she pushed the half-empty takeout container aside. The food Liam had brought her was good, but she barely had the appetite to finish it. Instead, she found herself staring at the ceiling, lost in a whirlwind of emotions.Across from h
The tension in the penthouse was suffocating. Isla stood near the window, her arms wrapped around herself, staring at the glittering cityscape. The weight of Killian’s presence loomed behind her, his voice cutting through the silence like a blade.“You can’t just walk away, Isla.”She scoffed, turn












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