LOGINOn the night before my arranged marriage to Teddy, I gave my virginity to a stranger who made me feel alive for the first time. I thought it would stay a secret, that I would never see him again. Until he walked into my wedding reception as my husband’s uncle. Sebastian Hill is ruthless, untouchable, and the one man I should never want. But he is also the only man who won't let me go. The more he holds on to me, the higher the stakes become. My marriage is a cage, my family's empire is built on lies, and one secret that has been hidden for so long could shatter everything. He needs to let go. But Sebastian doesn’t share.
View MoreOlivia’s POV His eyes locked on mine. I couldn’t read his emotions because he looked away immediately. “Mr.Hill welcome, it’s so lovely to have you here!” Teddy’s mother exclaimed. He completely ignored me and walks up to his nephew. “Son, I see you’ve settled down well. Would you like to introduce me?” He said with a slight glance at me. “Of course, this is Olivia daughter of Mr and Mrs Osvaldo. A lovely girl and my princess of course.” He leaned in and pecked me on my cheek. As if that would cover for the dry tone he used to introduce me. “And my wife, this is my uncle Sebastian Hill a well known business tycoon, quite ruthless too.” He chuckled. Sebastian finally turned to face me. “Nice to meet you.” He shook my hand firmly. I quickly wiped the shock off my face, put on a smile and shook him back. The sun was setting, everyone was networking, Violet and Teddy were getting cozy together. I had changed out of my wedding dress into a simple halter neck short d
Olivia’s POVThe orchestra chimes and I walk in, hand-in-hand, with my father, the man I now hate more than anyone else on earth. His smiles feel like arrows going through me and his hold on my arms make it hard to breathe.I swallow when my eyes meet Teddy standing at the aisle. He looks bored, as if he wants to be anywhere else but here. The preacher beams at me, his hands motioning me forward. My dad leans in to plant a peck on my face and I flinch away.If he is affected by my actions, he does nothing, moving towards my mother. I swallow and turn to face the man I am to spend the rest of my life with, eagerly waiting for the exchange of vows to be over.“Hi, wife,” he murmurs when I stop, facing him. “Trust you had a good night.”“You don’t have to talk to me if you don’t want to,” I whisper, glancing away. He takes a slow step forward, so small and inconsequential that no one in the audience would have noticed it.But I do, because he leans in and whispers. “I don’t know what you
Olivia’s POVI don’t have any expectations sitting in front of my vanity, a dainty pearl earring being clasped onto my ears by one of the housekeepers. She steps back after a few seconds, her hand folded in front of her, her head staring at the ground.I have always thought of housekeepers as staples in a home, but being in France for four years has made me see life in a whole different perspective. I watch her from the mirror, wondering if in the past, I have ever been unbearable to her.The door pushes open just as I am about to say something and my mother walks in. She looks radiant in her red sequined dress, paired with golden heels and matching jewelry. I take my eyes off her and busy myself with a little more blush.“Oliva,” she whispers with awe dripping from her tone as she waves the housekeeper away. “Oh my God! You look so stunning.”I ignore her, getting out of the chair and waltzing towards my nightstand. My phone lights up with messages from the girls and I pick it up.“D
Olivia’s POVDawn scratches the room through the slightly parted blinds. Birds chirp beautifully, hanging on the low branches of the tree right by the window. With the morning sun cascading its warmth into the room, it looks even more beautiful than it did last night.The book holds most of it in, the lights bouncing off them. My gaze turns to Mr. Hill, his eyes closed and his chest rising and falling in a steady rhythm. Most of the guests should have gone right now and…I sit up suddenly when I remember. My friends! They would be looking for me.Slowly getting out of his bed, I search for my dress on the ground, but when I find it, it is in no shape to be worn. I remember last night, and red patches burn on my cheeks. I have to put on something if I want to leave now.My eyes scan the room again and I see his discarded slacks on the floor. Shrugging into that, I walk into the closet and find a row of perfectly organized t-shirts. They are all in the same color. Black.Taking the one


















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