Mag-log inFive days before her wedding, Lucy Vale discovers the truth—her fiancé never loved her. and was cheating on her with her stepsister. Humiliated but unbroken, Lucy walks away—and vows revenge. When she learns her stepsister is obsessed with a powerful billionaire CEO, Lucy makes a daring move… She steals him. What begins as a contract marriage soon turns dangerous when the cold, untouchable Andre Cole starts falling for her—and she for him. But in a relationship built on betrayal, and revenge… What happens when love becomes real?
view more“The person he was convicted of killing,” Song Wei said, “was a man your mother had been seeing at the same time she was involved with Daniel Eze.” “What are you saying?” Vivian asked. “I’m saying,” Song Wei said slowly, “ when your mother was young. She was working as a personal assistant — ambitious, capable, trying to build something from very little.” She paused. “She was involved with Daniel Eze at the time. Vivian stared at her. “But your mother was also involved with another man,” Song Wei continued. “A married man with money and position — “Daniel Eze found out,” Song Wei said. “There was a confrontation between the two men. It escalated. The other man died.” The silence that followed was the kind that has weight to it. “Daniel Eze went to prison,” Song Wei continued. “Your mother moved on. She eventually married Richard Vale and Built the life you grew up in.” “Built it,” Vivian repeated slowly, Her voice was completely flat. “on top of all of that.” Song Wei didn’
The photograph slipped from Vivian’s fingers. It landed face-up on the table between them — and Vivian stared at it with the particular stillness of someone whose mind was moving very fast while the rest of her had gone completely quiet. A Middle aged man— Dark eyes that held something hollowed out and weathered — the specific look of someone who had spent a long time in a confined space. His jawline was sharp beneath an unshaved face. Vivian’s brows pulled together slowly. Something about the face was pulling at her memory. The way a word sits on the tip of your tongue but completely out of reach. She leaned forward slightly. And then — it hit her. One month ago. It had been an ordinary morning Vivian had been standing just inside the front gate, adjusting the strap of her bag, half-listening to the sound of Evelyn’s heels on the pathway behind her. The taxi was already waiting at the curb. She had pushed the gate open when she noticed him. A man standing directly across
“Why did you really agree to the contract?” I asked. The question came out before I decided to ask it. He was quiet for a moment. “I told you,” he said. “It suited me.” “That’s not all of it,” I said. His jaw shifted slightly. A small acknowledgement. “No,” he admitted. “It’s not.” I waited. He set his spoon down carefully. “You walked into my office,” he said slowly, “and proposed marriage to a man you barely know. With nothing but complete honesty and a reason that had nothing to do with money or what I have." He looked at me. “Do you know how rare that is, Lucy?” I said nothing. “Every person who has ever approached me,” he continued quietly, “wanted something from the version everyone else sees. The CEO. The Cole name. What comes with it.” His eyes held mine without wavering. “You walked in wanting none of that. You wanted to protect yourself from people who had hurt you. You were completely honest about it. You didn’t dress it up or pretend it was something more acce
The photos went live at exactly nine the next morning. I was still in bed when my phone kept buzzing. I reached for it slowly — blinking against the pale morning light filtering through the curtains — as I stared at the screen with the particular confusion of someone whose brain hadn’t fully committed to being awake yet. Forty seven notifications. Then the number stopped updating and simply read — too many to display. I sat up. Margaret had sent a single message at 9:03 a.m. “Check the numbers. Today is going to be a very good day.” I opened the first article. The photo filled my screen — Andre and I on the rooftop, caught mid-laugh in that completely unplanned moment neither of us had noticed Dana capturing. His hand at my waist. My face tilted toward his. The golden light stretched long and warm across both of us The headline read — Andre Cole Is Getting Married — And His Fiancée Has Completely Stolen Our Hearts. I stared at it. Then I scrolled. Comments in the thousan






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