LOGINLena Rowan, a struggling art student is blackmailed into posing as the comatose girlfriend of ruthless billionaire Damon Hale-- a man who believes she caused the accident that left his real girlfriend Amara in a coma. He despises her for what he thinks she's done and she loathes him for the way he uses her as a pawn. But when forced to live under the same roof, hatred becomes Obsession, and obsession begins to look dangerously like love. And more importantly, what happens when his real girlfriend wakes up?
View MoreDamon finally tore his attention away from the oven door and lowered himself slightly to Isa’s height, placing a gentle hand on her shoulder.“Go tell Grandma I’m back” Isa nodded so hard her hair smacked the back of her neck. She darted out of the kitchen immediately, brushing past Suzy’s hip without even sparing her a glance. Her small feet slapped against the polished floor as she disappeared down the hallway.The second Isa was out of sight, Damon’s posture shifted—shoulders dropping, head straightening, breathing hitching slightly like he’d been holding something down while she was in the room. And then, with a smooth practiced movement, he stepped toward Lena and pressed a kiss to her cheek. Lena felt her body freeze at the touch. The gesture felt wrong—public, performative, a message meant for Suzy rather than her. But still, some instinct made her stand still, letting it happen even as something inside her tightened sharply.And who was she, she wondered bitterly, to even fli
Isa was elbow-deep in flour, her small hands pressing shapes into the dough with far more force than necessary as she hummed a little song under her breath. Lena tried to mirror her energy, to match the softness of the moment, but her mind was drifting—pulled backward, tugged by a voice she couldn’t shake.“Put more sprinkles,” Isa ordered, tapping the counter like a tiny general.Lena blinked. “Hmm? Oh—right.”She reached for the jar, but her hand paused mid-air as a memory slid in like a knife under skin.“It’s crazy how similar we are, don’t you think?”Amara had been sitting across from her during one of their sessions—legs crossed, eyes sharpened with that unsettling mix of charm and calculation.“How I can get away with a crime and you could take the fall for it.”She could only laugh nervously as she said that, taking it more as a joke then but now, not so much, judging by all that had happened in the past couple of months and all that she's yet to know about Amara.Lena swallo
Lena, on the other hand, was in a tougher situation than anyone else. After storming out of their shared bedroom earlier, slamming the door behind her, she’d stalked down the hallway, barefoot, muttering under her breath, and chose the room she least expected anyone to be in.Isadora’s room.Because, silly her assumed Isa must have gone to school. And lately she wasn’t able to get a grip on Lucinda either because she was always at the hospital with Kleo, orbiting her like a moon. Sometimes she felt like the odd one out, like the entire household was functioning perfectly fine without her emotional participation.That had been where her dilemma started—the moment she opened Isa’s door.Isadora had whipped her head up from the floor where she’d been coloring, eyes sharp and narrowed with the intensity of someone plotting a coup.Next thing Lena knew, the six-year-old had tackled her onto the bed with surprising strength and pinned her shoulders down with the determination of a tiny inter
Damon spotted her before she saw him.Suzy sat in the farthest corner of the small, close-knot café, hunched over her phone, scrolling without purpose, her nails tapping rhythmically against the screen. Her hair—still the same glossy brown he remembered from college—fell over one shoulder in deliberate waves, the kind that required time, effort, and an audience.He exhaled slowly.This was his chance.He could turn around, step right back out the door, blame some emergency later. He actually took half a step back.But then—“Heeyyy!!”Her voice shrieked across the café, bouncing off ceramic cups and hushed conversations, and every head turned. Damon froze. Of course she saw him. Of course his one second of hesitation was enough to betray him. She waved wildly, as if she were trying to flag down an aircraft.He forced a tight smile, one that strained at the corners of his jaw, and walked toward her. Each step felt like a decision he regretted. When he reached the table, she stood abru












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