LOGINTheme: billionaire romance, contemporary romance, drama, revenge, second chance She married him to save her life. He married her to ruin hers. Aria Monroe never dreamed of marrying a billionaire — especially not Damian Voss, the cold-hearted tycoon with a reputation as dark as his past. But when a medical crisis with her grandmother threatens Aria’s life – her flower shop. she signs a contract marriage in exchange for the funds to survive and to fulfill her grandmother's wish Damian doesn’t believe in love — only leverage. And Aria? He’s convinced she’s the girl who destroyed his sister’s life months ago. Their marriage is a means to an end: revenge. But the deeper Aria is pulled into his twisted world of wealth, secrets, and scars, the more Damian realizes she might not be the villain after all… She might be the cure to the wounds he swore would never heal. Until a shocking revelation tears their fragile bond apart—and an unexpected twin, half siblings from Aria and Damian's past reappears, threatening everything they thought they knew.
View MoreThree days had passed since the chaos at Damian’s mansion. Three days since Zara had clawed at Elena’s perfect hair while Aria tried to keep peace.The morning light spilled softly through the curtains of Jaxon’s penthouse bedroom. Zara lay sprawled across his bare chest, her legs tangled with his, her cheek pressed to the steady rhythm of his heartbeat. “You can’t tell me you don’t like pineapple.” Zara lifted her head and said playfully.Jaxon’s expression twisted slightly, his nose wrinkling. “It’s too sweet.” He said it with such conviction that she laughed.“Too sweet? Who hates sweetness?” she asked, surprised.“I do,” he said flatly, then turned his head and smiled. “Except for you, of course.”Zara rolled her eyes, pretending to pout. “That’s the cheesiest line I’ve heard today.”He grinned and pulled her closer, brushing his lips against hers. “I’m not being cheesy,” he murmured. “I’m being honest.”Their kiss was soft, unhurried, filled with that kind of quiet tenderness th
Damian was in the car, driving back home, his hands gripping the steering wheel tightly. Jaxon sat beside him, quiet but alert. Damian had called Jaxon earlier to help him track down his assistant chief finance officer, Mark, who had thought it clever to embezzle company funds and disappear. They had traced him to Mexico City, foolishly thinking that Damian Voss wouldn’t come after him.Jaxon had decided to stop by the estate first because he knew Zara was there. He wanted to see her and then head home together.As Damian and Jaxon entered the living room, their jaws nearly dropped.Zara was pulling Elena’s hair and swinging at her, while Elena was equally vicious, tugging back and trying to land a hit. Aria was caught in the middle, her hair being yanked by Elena as she struggled to hold herself steady.Jaxon whispered under his breath, “What the hell…”Damian thundered, “What the hell is going on?!”But the fight didn’t pause for a second. Jaxon had to rush forward and pull Zara of
“No, Aria, I can’t be a PA,” Zara said, blinking in disbelief as she stared at her friend across the kitchen counter.Aria lifted her brow. “And why not?”“Because I don’t know anything about being a PA for a business or a company,” Zara replied, throwing her hands in the air.“That’s bullshit.” Aria smirked, reaching for her cup of tea. “We studied business administration in school, Zara.”Zara opened her mouth to argue, but Aria held up her hand, stopping her. “And you graduated second best in our class, so don’t even try that excuse.”Zara groaned, sinking into the chair. “What about my job as a fashion designer?”Aria smiled softly. “Don’t you want to create your own brand? Like—Fashion Zee? Designs by Zara?”Zara burst into laughter. “That’s the worst brand name I’ve ever heard.”“Whatever,” Aria waved her off. “You know they’re not paying you well for the effort you put in there. If you work with me, you could save faster for your brand. You could do something big.”Zara leaned
Zara arrived at Damian and Aria’s home. She smiled as she made her way up the marble staircase. When she reached the nursery, she paused at the doorway. Aria was sitting in the rocking chair, gently patting little Adrian against her shoulder. His tiny eyelids fluttered as he drifted into sleep. Aria looked exhausted. Zara’s heart softened. She tiptoed closer, then leaned down to hug her from behind. “Hey, mama bear.” Aria turned, surprised, but her tired face instantly brightened. “Zara! You’re here.” “I promised I’d come,” Zara said softly. “You look like you could use a friend.” Aria chuckled weakly, setting Adrian gently into his cradle. “He finally fell asleep. Took me almost an hour.” Zara leaned over the cradle, smiling as she brushed a finger over the baby’s cheek. “He’s so cute. And look at this little angel,” she said, leaning toward baby Adriana’s crib to plant a gentle kiss on the girl’s forehead. “You two are just too perfect.” Aria laughed quietly, her heart
The morning sunlight streamed through the blinds of Jaxon’s apartment, warming the small kitchen as they sat across from each other with breakfast in front of them. Coffee steamed in their mugs, and toast lay half-eaten on plates.Zara took a sip of her coffee, eyes watching Jaxon as he buttered his toast. “You look peaceful when you’re eating,” she said with a playful tilt of her head. “It’s cute. Almost domestic.”Jaxon chuckled, a low, warm sound that made her heart skip. “Cute? That’s a weird word for me, Red. But I’ll take it,” he replied, smiling.They chatted casually, about nothing and everything—the street noise outside, a funny meme she had sent him the night before, a new café opening in the city. It was ordinary and simple, and yet it felt extraordinary to both of them.After breakfast, they moved to the couch, Jaxon stretching out and pulling her against his chest. The warmth of his body, the steady beat of his heart—it was grounding, safe, something Zara rarely felt in l
“Please, Aria… let me explain,” Damian said, his voice breaking the silence that felt too heavy to breathe in. Aria turned to him sharply, her eyes glistening with unshed tears. “What’s there to explain?” Her voice trembled with pain. “She’s pregnant with your child!” “She’s not carrying my child,” Damian said firmly, though his chest rose and fell in uneven breaths. Aria gave a small, broken laugh. “Does it even matter, Damian? What matters is that you slept with her. You were with her while I was there thinking you were trying to make amends with me!” “No, angel. No, I didn’t.” His tone deepened with desperation. “I know I didn’t.” Aria stared at him, her hands shaking. “Then why is she claiming to carry your child if you didn’t sleep with her?” Damian inhaled deeply, running a hand through his hair as if trying to gather strength. “During that period… when we had a fallout and I came to find you after three months. You told me to leave you alone, and I did. I was angry a












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