LOGINSharon pledged to never give her heart to any man ever again. When a greedy and contemptuous billionaire sets his beady eyes on her farm, of course she would do anything to protect it – including going on 10 dates with him. That’s not so hard is it? Even if the said billionaire's eyes aren't beady at all… Raymond sees all women as the same. They want only two things: money and a handsome man to show off to their friends And Sharon is no different. So acquiring the land shouldn’t be so hard after all dhe is just a woman. Just throw some money around and if that doesn’t work. A little seduction should do it. Or that’s what he thought. But a rumour starts to go around about him being an ass so he decides to do something about it, so his reputation won't be ruined "I’ll sponsor your farm if you will go on 10 dates with me” he said but it turns out Sharon is different. The more time he spends in her company, the more he realizes how skewed his perspective of life is… And he realised that he would do anything to kiss the beautiful but guarded beauty. Will Sharon and Raymond be able to save the farm or will she lose both her chance at love and her beloved inheritance?
View MoreChapter One: The Perfect Lie
SERA’S POV The chandelier above me sparkles like a thousand tiny diamonds, its light reflecting off the polished marble floors. Laughter and the gentle clinking of champagne glasses fill the grand ballroom, where New York’s elite parade in their designer gowns and tailored suits. To them, this is just another glamorous charity gala. To me, it’s a prison. I stand at Ethan Carter’s side, the man I once loved—the man I married thinking he was my happily ever after. His grip on my waist is firm, possessive, like he’s staking a claim. He leans in, whispering against my ear, his lips barely brushing my skin. “Smile, Sera. You wouldn’t want our guests to think you’re ungrateful.” Ungrateful. I want to laugh. Instead, I do as I’ve been trained to do—force a smile, sip my champagne, play the role of the devoted wife. The woman who has it all. But I feel hollow. I glance around the room, my gaze landing on Celeste Deveraux—the latest in Ethan’s long line of mistresses. She’s draped over his business partner, but she keeps sneaking glances at my husband, her ruby lips curving in amusement. Then I see it. The necklace around her throat. I know that necklace. Ethan gave it to me on our third anniversary, telling me it was as timeless as my beauty. Now it’s wrapped around another woman’s neck like a cruel joke. A lump forms in my throat, but I swallow it down. Not here. Not now. Ethan moves his hand lower on my waist, fingers pressing into my hip in warning. “I expect you to behave tonight,” he murmurs before turning his attention back to his associates, laughing like nothing is wrong. I feel sick. I excuse myself, my heels clicking against the marble as I make my way to the powder room. The moment the heavy door shuts behind me, I exhale a shaky breath. The mirror reflects a woman I barely recognize. My once vibrant eyes are dull, my lips painted into a smile that isn’t real. The off-shoulder navy gown I’m wearing is stunning, custom-made for this event, but it doesn’t belong to me. Not really. Nothing in my life does anymore. I press my hands against the sink, gripping the edges like it’s the only thing keeping me from collapsing. I can’t do this. I can’t keep pretending. The door opens, and I stiffen. Celeste strides in, her stiletto heels clicking against the tiles. She meets my gaze in the mirror, a smirk curling her lips. “Beautiful necklace, isn’t it?” she purrs, tilting her head as she fingers the diamonds. “Ethan has such exquisite taste.” My nails dig into my palms. “I hope you enjoy my leftovers.” She lets out a soft laugh, stepping closer. “Oh, sweetheart. That’s where you’re wrong. You’re the leftovers.” My breath hitches, but I refuse to let her see me break. She leans in, her voice dropping to a whisper. “You’ll never leave him. You know why? Because he owns you. And you? You’re too weak to do anything about it.” She turns and walks out, leaving me alone with her words slicing through my soul. I grip the counter, my entire body trembling. I can’t stay in this life. But I have nowhere else to go. --- I don’t remember leaving the gala. One moment, I was standing in that bathroom, drowning in humiliation. The next, I was gripping the wheel of my car, driving aimlessly through the city. The skyline blurs past me, neon lights flashing in the darkness. My heart pounds, my pulse erratic. I need to breathe. I need to escape. And then I see it. A bar. Crimson Veil was the name Not the kind Ethan and his associates frequent—the kind where the music is loud, the air is thick with smoke and whiskey, and no one cares who you are. I pull into the parking lot, my hands shaking as I step out of the car. Inside, the bass vibrates through my bones, a stark contrast to the suffocating silence of my life. The air smells of sweat, liquor, and recklessness. I make my way to the bar, sliding onto a stool. The bartender glances at me, his brow arching slightly, as if he knows I don’t belong here. “What’ll it be?” I don’t hesitate. “Something strong.” He smirks, pouring amber liquid into a glass. I down it in one gulp, relishing the burn. For the first time in years, I feel something other than numb. And then I sense it. A presence. Someone is watching me. I glance over my shoulder, my breath catching. A woman sits in the far corner, her gaze fixed on me. Dark hair, piercing blue eyes, and a slow, knowing smile that sends a shiver down my spine. She doesn’t look away. Neither do I. And for the first time in years, I feel alive. ---A few days later…."Sir, we have a problem," Wes said as he rushed into Raymond's office "Why are you yelling?" Raymond asked as he glared at Wes"I apologize, sir, but we have a big problem.""What is it?" Raymond asked in an uninterested tone"I think it's better you watch it," Wes said as he opened his table and showed Raymond a video of him confronting Sharon at her farm a few days ago.It already had a million views, and there were a lot of nasty comments against him, calling him an asshole and other unspeakable names"How did this get out?" Raymond asked, his anger evident in his tone "I don't know, we're still trying to find the person. By tomorrow, we will be able to find who posted the video," Wes explained, and Raymond's fist clenched by his sideRaymond paced the room, his mind racing with frustration and worry. "This is disastrous," he muttered under his breath. "We need to contain this before it spirals out of control."Wes nodded, sharing Raymond's concern. "I'll coord
"It's about time you broke this non-dating pact you went into, Shar.” Sharon’s mother said as she glared at her, "I know that boy broke your heart but don't let him destroy love for you" "Mom, you know I can't right now, I have a lot of things to do, love is the last thing on my mind right now" she protested, gesturing towards the piles of paperwork scattered around her. Her mother raised an eyebrow, unimpressed. "You know what I mean. Since you and that good for nothing, you called a fiancé broke up three months ago, you’ve just buried yourself in this dark house. For fuck’s sake, when will you go for a proper night out to loosen up. And maybe, even find a nice man to make you forget everything for one night.”“Ma…” she sighed. This is not the fourth time this week, and it’s not even Wednesday yet. “I’m not going anywhere till this is done and I’m definitely not finding any man, nice or not.“She said, letting out a sigh.“If you’re going to grow old alone, at least eat something s
INVESTORS AND RAYMOND Sharon couldn't help but roll her eyes as Lenny's gruff voice interrupted her task. "Shar, leave the damn cow's udder alone. You're gonna scare the poor thing to death."She shot him a playful glare, the corners of her lips twitching into a smirk and she said, "Relax, Lenny. I'm just trying to help out. Besides, I think Old Betsy here enjoys the attention." Lenny shook his head, his weathered face creasing with amusement. "Sure, Shar. You keep telling yourself that," he said, chuckling under his breath. "Now, get out of here and continue sorting your books.”“Ugh.” she stumbled to her feet and moved to go back inside the office. It’s been four months since they started sorting the accounts, and yeah, let's just say they are still knee deep in debt. But it's a gradually process and they will eventually get thereLenny has been more than a friend to Sharon. He has been there for her since day one, let's say he is more like a brother she never had.Later this even
A week laterRaymond woke up to his phone ringing quite loudly, he sat on his bed and glanced at the night stand, and spotted some condoms. His phone was still ringing but nowhere to be found. He looked under the bed to find his wrinkled trousers and phone in its left pocket. How the hell did that even get there? He wondered as he took the phone out of the trouser pocket and squinted at the screen. The caller ID read Jace, his best friends name so he picked it up“What’s up,”“Hey, Ray,” Jace greeted on the other end of the phone. “We're still on for tonight, right?”“Yeah, J.”“Say hi to your latest fling for me, then,” his tone, suggestive. “How do you know I'm with a woman, I might just be at work" “I stopped by your place on my way to work to pick up those documents, when I asked your housekeeper where you were, she turned red as a tomato and told me you were with one of your lady friends" Jace explained as a laugh left his lips, "you will never change, I wonder when you're goi












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