LOGINCharlotte Whitmore is the daughter of a nobody, a hopeless romantic who believes in fairytales and Prince Charming. Fate finally smiles on her when she is contracted to marry the only man she has ever loved—Christian Hale, heir to the billion-dollar Hale Enterprise. But there is a condition: she must keep his fiancée alive. For three years, Charlotte gives her blood, her heart. She endures his coldness, his indifference hoping that one day, he will choose her. But he never does. When the woman in the coma awakens, Charlotte is discarded without hesitation. Secrets begin to unravel, and she realizes her prince was nothing but a beautifully dressed frog all along. Now she must prove to herself that she is more than a substitute bride. More than a tool for family contracts. More than a woman begging to be loved. She asks for a divorce. ******************************************* Christian Hale has always known his duty—to protect his family’s empire at all costs. Even if it means sacrificing his love. Even if it means sacrificing the woman he has loved for years. So when tragedy strikes, he binds himself to guilt and a deal that allows him to keep the love of his life close in the cruelest way. He believes time will give him a chance with her. But his calculated decisions begin to crumble when she finds out about his deal. Now she hates him. He must try to win her love again, even if it means him losing everything he has. And even the woman he loves at the end.
View MoreCHARLOTTEA soft click.I tensed, preparing myself for what I knew was coming and what I was about to do. We had just stopped. I knew that because the car had jerked forward, throwing me against the hard metal which had left me clutching my right rib in pain.I held my breath. It was only a moment now.I said a silent prayer just as the trunk popped open.Cold air rushed in.My head snapped up, my gaze falling on the man who had struck Jace. His eyes were blood red, staring dangerously at me.For a split second, my brain froze and then I opened my mouth, screaming as loud as my lungs would allow.“Help! Help—”A sharp crack exploded across my face, rocking my head backward.White light burst behind my eyes. For a moment, I felt nothing.Then the pain came fast and hard, blinding every nerve in my body and rendering my world bleak.⸻Something cold kissed my cheek.No. Not kissed.Bit. I stirred, too tired for anything else. Cold rushed through my body and I shivered violently.My la
CHRISTIANA hand rested on my shoulder, pulling me out of my thoughts. “Christian.” I spun around, staring into Vivienne’s worried eyes. “You’ve been staring at that painting for a long time. I think we should head home. Charlotte is in good hands.” I nodded, suddenly feeling pain in my legs. “Yes, yes… you should go home,” I agreed, shifting my weight on my feet. “And take Mam with you. She must be exhausted.”I glanced behind me, taking Mam’s sleeping form on the couch. We were in a private waiting area but still, it felt congested with the three of us. Charlotte’s mum wasn’t here yet. She had called, crying hysterically that she would need to find a sitter for her husband before she got here.Charlotte followed my gaze. “You’re exhausted too.” She grabbed my arm and pulled lightly. “A good rest will do us all a lot of good. Charlotte will be fine.”I yanked my arm and clenched my jaw, fighting the urge to tell her to fuck off without mincing words. Her patronizing words only infu
CHARLOTTEI coiled, barely bracing myself as the car hit another bump and jerked to a stop. The sound of the car door slamming shut, pushed panic hard in my chest. The footsteps approaching me amplified my fears. I had to do something to protect myself. Anything. Ignoring the slight ache, I straightened flat in the cramped space and blindly patted around me for anything I could use to defend myselfMy hand circled an empty can of soda. I held it tight just as the trunk flew open with a soft click. The bright light temporarily blinded my eyes. I blinked, the face of my abductor slowly coming into focus.His face was as big as the rest of his body. His eyes were large as they met my gaze. Tattoos replaced the hair on his face and head. A smirk stretched lips into a vile smile.He looked as evil as the devil you would imagine.“Had fun back here, baby?” he sneered, his eyes roaming my body with a lustful glint.I shut my eyes, wishing I were anywhere but here. “What do you want from m
Charlotte I could not stay there. I sniffed, picking myself from the floor and moving to my bed. Not with her. Not in this house… with her. If I had to listen to her say anything about my duty and the miracle I was carrying, I was going to lose it. She had told him without even talking to me. Did she think I was still that naive twenty-year-old girl who had believed every word that fell from her mouth? I turned to my side and pressed my face into the pillow, screaming into it till my throat was sore. “I'm not having this baby,” I mused aloud, panting as I stared at the ceiling. “I'm not having his baby.” My hand drifted to my stomach unconsciously. I quickly pulled it away. No. No one was getting to me, not even my mind. I stared at the ceiling willing my fortune to change. Maybe I could run away. The thought came suddenly, pumping adrenaline through my veins. I could leave tonight. Pack a small bag. Disappear before anyone wakes up. Start over somewhere no one knows Char
CHARLOTTEThe rest of the day passed in a blur. I locked myself in the room, seething at Christian’s audacity. If he thought he was about to get what he wanted without a fight, then he was more delusional than I thought.I was no longer the naive girl who was foolishly in love with him.“Arrogrant
CHARLOTTE I lost track of time as I stared at the door long after they were gone. My head was still reeling from his threat. The fact that he hadn't minced his words when he threatened me made my skin crawl. and right in front of a lawyer! I leaned over the table and pulled the document close.
Charlotte I could not stay there. I sniffed, picking myself from the floor and moving to my bed. Not with her. Not in this house… with her. If I had to listen to her say anything about my duty and the miracle I was carrying, I was going to lose it. She had told him without even talking t
CHARLOTTE“Thank you, Rosie,” I smiled at the waiter as she dumped a generous amount of sugar into my coffee.She returned my smile and walked away. The little cafe had become my escape from my reality. The staff were friendly and at midday, it was mostly quiet.A long sigh escaped my lips as I too


















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