تسجيل الدخول"You belong to me, Crystal. And I’m going to remind you of that.” His husky breath fanned her ear. Crystal Lin is drowning in the debt her father left behind, a deadly 10 million dirham IOU to a ruthless Dubai loan shark. With just two months left before her organs become the payment, Crystal juggles two lives: waitress by day, stripper by night. But everything spirals when she unknowingly gives a lap dance to the heir of the Al-Fayad empire. Amir who is a cold, commanding, and dangerously powerful. Amir doesn’t want love. He wants an heir. And he’s offering Crystal a marriage contract worth millions to get it. Desperate to survive, she agrees. But fate has one more cruel twist, Ahmad. Amir’s kind-hearted twin who turns out to be the mysterious stranger who once stirred her heart with a glance. Now he’s her husband’s brother and he's the man she can't stop thinking about. Torn between duty and desire, caught in a billionaire’s twisted game, Crystal must decide. To lose the life she’s barely clinging to, or risk it all for a love that was never part of the deal.
عرض المزيدAhmad's POV Ahmad sat across from Rebecca in an upscale London restaurant, watching her lips move without really hearing the words. She was attractive. Blonde, sharp and successful in finance. Exactly the kind of woman his London colleagues thought he should be dating."So after the merger collapsed, I moved to derivatives trading," Rebecca was saying, sipping her wine. "Much more exciting than equities. Don't you think?""Mm-hmm," Ahmad responded, pushing food around his plate.Rebecca set down her glass, her smile fading. "You haven't heard a word I've said, have you?""I'm sorry. You're right. I'm distracted." Ahmad set down his fork. "This was a mistake. I shouldn't have agreed to this.""Let me guess. Recently out of a relationship?" Rebecca's tone was sympathetic rather than accusatory."Something like that.""How recent?""Three weeks." Ahmad signaled for the check. "I apologize for wasting your evening.""You didn't waste it. I've had worse dates." Rebecca studied him. "Whoe
Ahmad's POV Ahmad stood in his new London apartment, staring out at the Thames winding through the city like a gray ribbon. Rain streaked the windows, typical cold and relentless British weather. Nothing like Dubai's harsh sun and endless blue skies.His phone buzzed with a message from the London office manager: “Welcome to London, Mr. Al-Fayad. Team meeting tomorrow at 9 AM. Looking forward to working with you.”Ahmad typed a brief acknowledgment and set the phone down. The apartment was modern, minimalist and empty. Boxes lined the walls. His entire life was reduced to cardboard containers waiting to be unpacked.He should be unpacking, settling in, preparing for tomorrow's meeting and embracing this fresh start Sultan had forced on him.Instead, he poured whiskey from the bottle he'd packed in his carry-on and stood at the window watching rain.His mind was five thousand miles away, in a mansion's east wing, with a woman who was learning to live without him.The whiskey burned
Crystal's POV Crystal sat in the library, surrounded by textbooks she hadn't touched in years. Marketing Strategy in the Digital Age, Financial Management Fundamentals, Corporate Acquisitions and Mergers. The words on the pages felt foreign and familiar all at once, like a language she'd once spoken fluently but had forgotten."You're studying," Amelia said from the doorway, balancing a tray with tea and crackers."Relearning," Crystal corrected, looking up from a chapter on hostile takeovers. The irony wasn't lost on her. "I was a marketing student before everything happened. Before I got married to Amir and before all of this.""You never finished your degree?""I was in my final year when I got married and besides." Crystal closed the book, her hand resting on the cover. "But I'm five months pregnant now. I can't change my past, but I can prepare for my future. This baby will need a mother who can think and plan. Someone who understands how the world works.""Mr. Amir won't like
Crystal's POV Crystal sat across from Dr. Yasmin, her new therapist, in a small office that smelled like lavender and old books. Fatima waited outside, giving them privacy that felt both liberating and terrifying."Tell me about your week," Dr. Yasmin said, her pen poised over a notepad but her eyes focused entirely on Crystal."I walked in the gardens every day, I ate three meals daily and I saw my best friend." Crystal counted the victories on her fingers like precious coins. "I took my vitamins without Fatima reminding me.""Those are significant accomplishments. How did they feel?""Hard. Every single one felt hard." Crystal's hand moved to her stomach, a gesture that was becoming automatic. "But less hard than dying felt.""Good. That's honest." Dr. Yasmin set down her pen. "Crystal, I want to talk about the father of your baby."Crystal's chest tightened. "What about him?""You've mentioned your husband several times. But you haven't talked about your feelings regarding him or
Crystal's POV Crystal stood in front of her mirror, turning sideways to see her growing belly. She was four months now, unmistakably pregnant. The baby moved sometimes, little flutters that should have filled her with joy but instead felt like reminders of everything she'd lost."You look beautif
Amir’s POVAmir sat in his office, swirling his half empty glass of whiskey and looking absentmindedly into the city below.Last night kept replaying in his mind. He was finally breaking her. He felt her resistance break down and she was starting to accept him. He had a small smile play on his lip
AmirWatching Crystal walk up the stairs made his blood boil. How dare Ahmad??He stormed into the dining room intending to pick up the glass of whiskey he had abandoned.The dining room still smelled faintly of roasted lamb and saffron rice, but his mind was elsewhere.On her.Crystal had smiled p
Amir’s POVAs Amir pushed open the door to the general kitchen the next morning, his expression darkened the moment his eyes landed on the scene before him. Ahmad sat at the island, a mug in his hand, leaning in slightly toward Crystal who sat on a stool opposite him. She was laughing softly with












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