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Years Too Late
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2026-06-17 02:06:30
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The Billionaire’s Pretend Wife Years Too Late
Arielle Emris led me upstairs to a quieter part of the house. Unfortunately, the room he took me to was his bedroom. I paused near the doorway and looked around. Wow. His parents really adored him. Several expensive paintings decorated the walls. A massive floor-to-ceiling window overlooked the city, lights glowing beautifully against the dark evening sky. There was a large wardrobe, a gaming setup, and, surprisingly, a small bar tucked into one corner of the room. Everything screamed luxury. “I want you to feel at home,” Emris said as he poured two glasses of wine. He walked toward me and offered one. I shook my head. “No, thanks.”“It’s just wine.”“I already had juice downstairs.”He smiled faintly. “One glass won’t hurt.”“I’m fine, really.” I offered an apologetic smile. “I just wanted somewhere quiet away from all the attention.”His shoulders relaxed. “Fair enough.”Without another word, he drank both glasses. I sat carefully on the edge of his bed. The mattress was ri
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Arielle I found the restroom easily. And thankfully, no one was inside. I stood in front of the mirror and stared at my reflection. Honestly?I was exhausted emotionally. I thought this party was going to help me keep Darius out of my head, but no. It didn’t.I was tired of the confusion and the uncertainty. A few days ago, I thought my biggest problem was surviving Darius Rothwell. Now he was gone, and somehow things felt worse. It felt like something was missing. My heart insisted it was Darius, but my brain refused to accept it. How could I miss him after everything he had done? How could I be falling for him after only a few weeks?I exhaled slowly and looked away from the mirror. Two ladies walked into the restroom. Their eyes lingered till they disappeared into one of the stalls. Seconds later, they left. That naturally felt awkward. I washed my hands afterwards, then turned off the faucet and reached for a paper towel. That was when I heard people talking outside. “Wh
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Arielle With Tessa’s help, I got ready early for the party. “Please, have fun,” she said softly. “You haven’t been to a party in ages.”A laugh escaped me instantly. “You have fun, too,” I said with a smirk. “With Jason.”She froze and looked at me. “No, we’re not—““Come on,” I insisted and winked at her. “Have some fun. You can bed, but make sure you clean the sheet—““Oh, my God, Arielle. Stop.”We walked back to the living room. Emris walked me to his car, and we left. The ride to his place was quieter than I expected. The rain had eased into a steady drizzle, tapping softly against the car windows as we drove through the city.By the time we arrived, my jaw nearly dropped. The house was huge. Ridiculously huge. Lights glowed from every window. Music pulsed through the walls. Cars lined both sides of the street. Exotic cars. Of course, they never worried about money. I had only seen some parts of his house in videos. This was more than I expected. “You live here?”He laugh
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Arielle My mind raced. Joel couldn’t take it anymore. He got to his feet so fast. His face had gone pale. “I’m so sorry.” Then he turned and walked out. “Joel,” I called after him. “Is everything okay?” He didn’t stop. The door closed behind him. I stared at it for a long moment before grabbing a pillow and burying my face in it. What the hell had just happened? He almost kissed me! I was talking about Tiffany. I was literally trying to tell him she wasn’t pregnant. I hadn’t told anyone else yet because I felt like he deserved to know first. Maybe hearing the truth would help him sort out whatever feelings he still had for her. But apparently— He’d had something completely different in mind. I groaned into the pillow. Just great. By noon, I’d taken a shower and changed into fresh clothes. I sat on the couch with a bowl of macaroni and cheese and switched on the television. Anything to stop myself from thinking. About everything. Mostly Darius.
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Arielle I had no idea I wasn’t carrying my phone the entire time. The realization hit me so hard that I nearly groaned out loud. Shit. I dropped my head against the couch and shut my eyes. Darius had probably found it by now. And knowing him, he wouldn’t exactly be in a hurry to return it. His ego wouldn’t even let him return it. How was I supposed to contact people now? How would anyone contact me? The sound of the front door opening snapped me out of my thoughts. “Here you go.” Tessa walked in carrying a pizza box and several nylon bags. She dropped everything onto the center table before pulling out a slice for herself. “Dig in.” “Right.” I grabbed a slice and took a bite. My eyes widened immediately. “Hmm…” Tessa laughed. “Nice, yeah?” I nodded enthusiastically. “I haven’t tasted pizza this good in forever. Where did you get it?” “It’s from Cedar’s Kitchen. I’ve always wanted to try their food.” I took another bite. “Well, now I understand the hype.”
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Arielle Too many memories were buried in this apartment. If I stayed long enough, they would slowly kill me.Too many emotions and unanswered questions. Was this really my life now? What was I supposed to do next? Find another job? Go back to school and pretend none of this happened? Not to even talk about the humiliation I was going to face there after Tiffany had told everyone I squatted in her house for three years. One thing I’d learned was never to trust a man. Especially a rich one. They would snap their fingers and send you back to where they found you. And the worst part? They wouldn’t lose a second of sleep over it. I sniffed quietly and finally gathered enough courage to step inside. I stood in the middle of the living room and stared around. The house was really a mess. Dust covered most of the surfaces. I switched on the lights, but the brightness only made the mess look worse. I checked my bedroom first. It was exactly how I’d left it. Except my belongings we
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Arielle “Arielle, I can’t let you do this,” Tiffany said firmly. “You’re not accepting that son of a bitch’s deal just because he’s forcing you to.”Tessa clearly didn’t want me to either. She handed the letter back to me slowly. “I have no choice," I said quietly. Tiffany hesitated, still not c
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Arielle “Nice to see you again, Mr. Darius.” She said, after he stopped laughing. “I’m really sorry for not paying attention to the person sitting next to her. I was carried away by the bruises on her face. Thank you so much for saving her”. “Tiffany, right?” He asked finally. She nodd
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