LOGINTiffany Barnett never thought she would be forced to marry the man she could not stand. The arrogant and cold billionaire Damian Ashford only wants a wife to fulfill the conditions of his grandfathers will. He needs his inheritance, she needs to save her fathers company. Months before they even knew each other, they shared an unforgettable night together, as complete strangers. Neither of them expected fate would bring them back together face to face at the altar getting married. When they start living together it turns into an all out war, every argument sparks chemistry neither could deny, every stolen glance weakens the walls they have built around each other, and the contracts that forbids falling in love with each other becomes harder to keep. But there were problems neither saw coming… Just as Tiffany and Damian realize they are falling for each other, a devoted best friend, and a scheming ex-fiancé comes between them. One argument destroys everything, leading to a divorce agreement neither wanted to sign. Now divorced they are finally free But why does this divorce hurt more than staying?
View MoreTIFFANYI stared at the screen. The image was blurry, but I knew that silhouette. I knew the way she stood. I knew the way she held herself. And the moment Ethan enhanced the image again, there was no room left for doubt.“Ashley.”The name barely left my lips.Damian looked at me.“You’re sure?”I nodded slowly.“I know her.”Ethan zoomed in further. The woman’s face became clearer.It was Ashley.She was sitting in the corner of the hotel room, partially hidden behind the glass partition. Watching. Listening. Waiting.My stomach twisted.“But she left the country with Victor,” I whispered.“This footage was recorded months ago,” Ethan reminded me.I stared at the screen.“So she was there before Damian signed the document.”“Yes.”“And Richard knew.”“Apparently.”I looked at Damian.He hadn’t said a word. His eyes remained fixed on the screen.“Damian.”He finally looked at me.“I don’t remember her being there.”I swallowed.“But she was.”“I know.”“You said you didn’t know Ashle
TIFFANY“No.”The word left my mouth before I could stop it.The video was frozen on Damian. His hand was holding a pen. The document lay in front of him. Richard sat across from him. Victor was beside them.I turned toward Damian.“You signed it.”His eyes remained fixed on the screen.“I don’t remember.”“How can you not remember signing something?”“I don’t know.”“You were there.”“I know.”“You heard them talking about me.”“I know.”“You knew the marriage would activate the agreement.”“No.”His voice was immediate.“I didn’t know.”“But you signed something.”“Yes.”“What?”“I don’t know.”I stepped away from him. My chest hurt.“Then what did you sign?”“I don’t know.”“Damian!”“I don’t know!”His voice echoed through the room. He looked as shaken as I felt.“I remember meeting them,” he said. “I remember Richard giving me a document. I remember signing something because he told me it was a corporate authorization.”My eyes burned.“And you didn’t read it?”“I did.”“Then how
TIFFANYI could not look away from the page.My signature.On a document I had never seen.On an agreement I had never signed.And a message asking me to find out where Damian had been three months before our wedding.Slowly, I lifted my eyes.Damian was staring at the same page.His face had gone completely still.“Where were you?” I asked.He didn’t answer immediately.“Three months before our wedding,” I repeated.“Tiffany.”“Where were you?”His jaw tightened.“I don’t remember.”I laughed once.It wasn’t funny.“You don’t remember?”“It was months ago.”“You remember everything.”His eyes met mine.“You remember business meetings from years ago. You remember contracts, dates, numbers, people’s names.”I pointed at the document.“And now you don’t remember where you were when someone forged my signature?”“I said I don’t remember.”The words hit harder than they should have.I stepped back.“Did you know about this?”“No.”“Did you know Bennett Interiors was being transferred?”“N
TIFFANYNobody spoke.My name.On the file.Not Bennett Interiors.Not Ashford Group.Not the merger.Me.I stared at Ethan.“Why would an agreement involving a company be filed under my name?”“I don’t know.”Damian took a step forward.“Where is it?”“Richard’s private archive.”“Take me there.”Ethan hesitated.“It’s secured.”Damian’s expression hardened.“Then open it.”“Damian—”“Now.”Ethan nodded.I followed them.The archive was in a private section of the penthouse I had never seen before.A hidden door opened behind one of the bookshelves.I stopped.“You have a secret archive?”Damian glanced at me.“My grandfather does.”“That’s worse.”He almost smiled.Almost.But the tension in the room swallowed it.We walked inside.There were rows of locked cabinets, folders, boxes and documents.Ethan moved toward one of the cabinets.“Here.”He pulled out a thick file.The label was simple.TIFFANY BENNETT.My stomach turned.Damian reached for it.I grabbed his wrist.“Wait.”He






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