LOGINDesperate to fulfil her dream of visiting Norway, Daphne agrees to marry the wealthy, smoking-hot Blake Kent Hernandez II—BK—a man she met on a dating app. The catch? She must marry him to reach her destination. Love has nothing to do with it. They marry, but their relationship is strictly business—until sparks begin to fly. For BK, the marriage is a perfect arrangement. He’s free to do as he pleases and date anyone he desires—their arrangement is clear: no meddling with each other's lives, no strings attached. But as time passes, everything changes. BK’s emotions get tangled up in unexpected desire and a growing attachment. What he doesn’t know is that Daphne has slowly become someone he can’t live without. But what will he do when he wakes up to find Daphne has given up on their marriage? Can he truly let her walk away? And most importantly, can BK save a marriage he never saw coming?
View More“What took you so long?” Frederik whispered to her the moment she returned.“Was I gone that long?”“Yeah.” He was staring at her so intently that she softened her expression. Thankfully, someone familiar called his attention, and he turned to respond.She looked around, searching for her husband, but she couldn’t spot him. The things he said earlier made her anxious. How could he possibly save her if Frederik and his men were constantly around?Her gaze shifted to the stage when she heard her father’s name.Why was he the one being called to the center? Was this his company’s party?She clapped along with the crowd.Her father greeted the audience once the applause faded. She couldn’t understand most of what he was saying, but everyone around her smiled, except for Frederik, who was scowling beside her.She couldn’t help but smile, too, when a charming grin appeared on her father’s face. She wasn’t sure if he intentionally looked at her or if it was just by chance. She quickly wiped
Daphne responded with nothing but a faint smile as Fredrik spoke to her during their ride. The party, he said, would be held at a five-star hotel. She merely smiled again when he told her he would be introducing her to everyone.Daphne couldn’t help but feel small the moment the hotel came into view. It was stunning. She felt completely out of place, especially in what she was wearing.“We’re here,” Fredrik said as he glanced at her.She slapped her chest a few times to steady herself as she stepped out on the opposite side of the car. Her mask was already on, but her eyes shut instinctively every time the cameras flashed from the media crowd waiting outside.“C’mon, smile,” Fredrik whispered into her ear. It was an order.Her mask only covered her eyes. She bit her lower lip before finally managing a sweet smile, right as the cameras flashed again all around them. Whispers spread like wildfire as curious eyes followed.They both turned their heads when another car pulled up beside th
DAPHNE JOLTED upright at the sound of Max’s voice. He was standing at the door, only half of his body visible in the dim light filtering through the heavy drapes.“Take a shower now. The stylist will be here any minute. Hurry, Fredrik and everyone here value time,” he said flatly, but firmly.She blinked at him, groggy and confused, still caught between sleep and the ever-present dread that had settled in her bones. She didn’t move.Max’s jaw tightened as he sighed, frustrated. “Oh, c’mon, Daph! How are we going to finish anything if you won’t cooperate?” His voice rose sharply, snapping her fully awake.She swallowed hard. “I’m going to shower, just wait,” she muttered, standing up slowly.Her legs wobbled beneath her as she reached for a towel from the cabinet. The room was fully stocked, with lotion, bathrobes, toiletries, and even perfume. She didn’t want to think about why. “What? Are you going to watch?” she asked, sarcasm lacing her voice as she glanced back at him.Max rolled
THE SCENE DAPHNE saw in the video shown by the man named Fredrik kept replaying in her head. She also heard Fredrik call the man who looked like her father “Far”, which is what Norwegians call their dads.They were already gone, but it felt like they were still in her room. Their voices lingered, echoing over and over again.She closed her eyes to erase the image of that Edvard violating her mother. They even had the nerve to film it, which made her body tremble. She didn’t even finish watching it, too heartbroken as she heard her mom begging repeatedly. It shattered her.So that’s why her mom wasn’t there when she woke up. Her husband only said she left to get some clothes. He also hid what happened to her mom, and even from their child. That’s why she was fuming. How could he? The background in the video was their own house. That means they took her mom while they were escaping. She slapped her chest. Her mom didn’t just go to get clothes, she must be in the hospital! She prayed she
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