Mag-log inPeyton thought she was about to marry the love of her life. The dress was perfect, the church was full, and her future seemed certain. Until a single text message changed everything. I’m calling off the wedding. Heartbroken and desperate for answers, Peyton storms to her fiancé’s house—only to find her best friend in red lingerie standing at his door… and the man she loved choosing her instead. Humiliated, abandoned, and in desperate need to pay for her cousins surgery, Peyton’s life is left in confusion. Not until she meets Zayn Blackwill, the , powerful, and dangerously handsome billionaire with a proposal that sounds insane. A contract marriage. Two years as his wife. Five hundred thousand dollars. And one rule she must never break. Never open the orange door. Desperate to save her family, Holly agrees. But living under the same roof as Zayn begins to reveal secrets she was never meant to uncover. Because Zayn didn’t choose Peyton by accident. And the truth behind their marriage might destroy them both.
view moreZAYNGrandma hardly ever showed up at my house unannounced, especially since her condition had worsened. But today, she had arrived without warning, and I hadn’t even had the opportunity to prepare her for Peyton’s presence.I dragged a hand down my face, fighting the frustration building inside me. Now, thanks to my grandmother’s outburst, Peyton was bound to have questions.Fortunately, there was one convenient explanation I could use.Her dementia.I hated myself a little for using my grandmother’s condition as an excuse to conceal the truth, but I couldn’t afford to let Peyton discover who Elena was or what had happened between us. The past was buried for a reason, and I intended to keep it there.A frustrated cry from outside interrupted my thoughts.I glanced toward the window and spotted my grandmother sitting in the back seat of her car, gesturing angrily at the driver while Aunt Margaret attempted to calm her from beside her.I had already gone outside once to ask the drive
PEYTON“Elena?” I muttered in confusion.“Zayn, what is this slut doing here?”For a moment, I thought the elderly woman had mistaken me for someone else. Her eyes widened with such genuine shock that she took a step backward, clutching the handle of her handbag as though she had just seen a ghost.I glanced behind me, wondering if another woman had entered the room without my noticing, but the hallway was empty.“Grandma,” Zayn said, his voice suddenly sharp.She barely seemed to hear him. Her gaze remained fixed on me, and the longer she stared, the more unsettled I became. Something was frightening about the way she looked at me, as though she recognized my face but despised everything it represented.“Why are you standing there pretending you don’t know me?” she demanded, her voice trembling with anger. “Have you come back to finish what you started?”My stomach tightened.“I think there’s been a misunderstanding,” I said carefully, rising from the sofa. “My name is Peyton, not El
CHAPTER FIVEPEYTONFaith was sleeping when I arrived at the hospital.Her surgery had been scheduled and was all that mattered. The moment the hospital confirmed that the payment had been received, the knot that had been sitting in my chest finally loosened.For the first time since she passed out, I felt a tiny flicker of hope. I stood beside Faith’s bed and watched her sleeping face.“You’ll be okay. Faith. You’re a fighter,” I whispered.“Peyton?”Her eyes slowly opened as she adjusted to the light.“I’m here.”I smiled and reached for her hand.“I heard the doctor talking about the surgery.“How did you get the money?”she asked, her voice weak.I hesitated. I couldn’t tell her the truth, not right now“I found a way.” I croaked.“Pey…”“Don’t worry about it.” I squeezed her hand. “Just concentrate on getting better.”“You’re hiding something.”She stared at me suspiciously.“I’ll explain everything when you’re stronger.”Faith squeezed my hand and let out a small smile.“Whatever it
CHAPTER FOURZAYNThe moment the words left my mouth, Peyton stared at me as though I had just suggested something completely absurd.“Get married?”“Yes,”I nodded.“You met me yesterday.”“Technically, I met you yesterday morning and again tonight.”“I think you’ve lost your mind.” She shook her head and looked away.“I’m trying to solve a problem,”“I can’t marry you. I was almost married yesterday and today, you’re proposing something so ridiculous to a stranger?” She scoffed. Just as I was about to reply, her phone began to ring. I watched silently as she answered the call and listened to what the receiver said.“What!” She suddenly jumped out of the chair. My eyes widened with interest as I watched her expression change to horror.“I’m on my way,” she hung up the call. She was about to run off when I grabbed her arm.“What!” She glanced at me with a look of irritation on her face.“What happened? You look so upset,”“It’s my cousin. She passed out and is currently at the hospit












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