LOGINGrowing up in the elite circle, Mary Collins always thought her life was perfect. She gave her entire heart to Henry Davis, her childhood best friend and fiancé—the man she believed would always protect her. But right at the end of summer, just before college begins, Mary's world crumbles. Her father is framed in an embezzlement scandal and forced to go on the run. All of her family's assets are seized, stripping Mary of her heiress status and turning her into a girl who lost everything in the blink of an eye. Panicked and running out of tears, Mary goes to Henry on her first day of college, desperately hoping he will be her safe haven. Instead of a warm embrace, Mary is slapped with the most brutal betrayal. Right in front of a crowd, Henry tosses her aside just to show off his new girlfriend: Scarlett, the Queen Bee of Kingsley University. At Mary's absolute lowest point, a hand reaches out to her. It doesn't belong to a hero, but to her sworn enemy: Ryder Vance. Ryder is the embodiment of everything Mary hates. He is the arrogant, sharp-tongued, and impenetrable varsity hockey captain. Yet, the Ice King offers her a way out that is simply too tempting to refuse: Be my fake girlfriend, and we'll make that bastard fall on his knees and beg. A revenge pact. It sounds simple enough. But the charade quickly turns into something far more dangerous. Because Ryder Vance was never truly pretending. And from the very beginning... Mary was never just part of a deal.
View MoreMary’s POVThe humming of the private jet's engines piercing the night sky toward Chicago felt like needles in my ears. I sat leaning back, my eyes swollen. My body was too exhausted to even shed another tear. Both of my wrists were still tightly bound by thick silk ties to the armrests of this gold-plated leather seat.Meanwhile, my living nightmare sat right across from me.Ryder leaned forward. His long legs were spread wide, caging my feet so I couldn't move anywhere, forcing an intimate proximity that made my stomach churn. The man puffed on his cigar in silence, but his deadly dark eyes relentlessly skinned me alive. His gaze traced my pale face, traveled down to my slightly bulging stomach, and returned to my eyes. Over and over, as if I were a prey he had just successfully snatched back.I turned my face away, sickened by the sight of his strong jaw and the masculine scent I used to worship so deeply."Are you done crying over that dying bastard, Princess?" Ryder's deep vo
Mary's POVSeeing me trapped in Ryder’s embrace, the relief that had washed over Julian’s face just a second ago vanished without a trace. In its place, an ice-cold, murderous aura—far darker than ever before—took over every inch of my husband's body. With one lethal motion, Julian snatched his assault rifle from the marble floor and aimed it dead center at Ryder's forehead."Take your filthy hands off my wife, or I will blow your head off right this second," Julian hissed, his voice sounding as terrifying as the grim reaper itself.But Ryder didn't flinch in the slightest at the muzzle of the gun. Instead, the man offered a demonic smirk. Deliberately and full of provocation, Ryder shifted his hand, gently caressing and placing his palm right over my slightly bulging stomach—asserting his absolute claim over this baby.He leaned down, whispering in my ear, yet his eyes challenged Julian with a flash of pure arrogance. "Shoot, Kessler. Let's see how fast your bullet travels before
Mary’s POVThe moment Dante’s mocking words left his lips, Lexie moved. In a blur of motion, she reached under her white coat, drawing a concealed pistol. Relying on her sharp instincts, she aimed squarely at him. But Dante was a monster of a different breed. Anticipating her move, he launched a brutal roundhouse kick, sending the gun flying from her grip before she could even pull the trigger. It clattered uselessly across the room.With terrifying agility, Dante closed the distance, twisting Lexie’s arm forcefully behind her back and forcing her to her knees."It's useless trying to play the hero," Dante sneered, keeping a punishing grip on Lexie. "Dozens of my heavily armed men have this entire villa locked down. Just so you know, I was well aware of your arrival from the very beginning, little rat. Did you really think you could outsmart me by sneaking in alone?"Lexie’s jaw clenched, but instead of fear, a defiant smirk tugged at her lips. "Don't be too full of yourself, old m
Mary’s POV The monotonous beep of an electrocardiogram monitor was the first thing to welcome my consciousness. Slowly, I forced my heavy eyelids open. The sight of a white ceiling and the sharp stench of antiseptics immediately assaulted my senses. "Thank God you're awake, Miss." A cold, baritone voice made me flinch. I turned my head and found Dante standing in the corner of the room in his neat, tailored suit. My body tensed. The memories of my escape from Julian's mother's horrific mansion, the shattered glass, the agonizing pain in my abdomen, and how I collapsed on the side of the road all came rushing back. Unconsciously, my hand instinctively reached for my stomach. My baby. "Your uterus experienced severe contractions. You almost miscarried due to extreme stress and physical trauma," Dante stated, his face utterly emotionless. "But our doctors acted fast. Your fetus is safe. However, this means you are required to be on strict bed rest for the next few days if
HENRY’S POVThat bastard's words rang in my ears on a loop, drowning out the frantic whispers of the students in the corridor.Mary Collins is mine now.My hands clenched into tight fists at my side. Nineteen years. For nineteen years, I was the only man allowed to hold Mary’s hand. I played the pe
MARY'S POVThe morning sun of Chicago pierced through the penthouse's floor-to-ceiling windows, waking me from a restless sleep on the sofa. I sat up, my eyes immediately locking onto the walk-in closet across the room.Last night, I had almost run away.But this morning, as the arrogant face of Hen
Ryder's POVThe chime of the elevator shattered the silence of my penthouse. I didn't move from where I leaned against the marble pillar, letting the damn smirk I'd been holding back since last night finally etch itself clearly onto my lips.I could barely focus on anything all day. I even had Dant
MARY'S POVI pulled my scarf tighter as the freezing Chicago wind lashed against my face.Vance Tower rose arrogantly above the city skyline, all black glass and steel, towering over everything around it like a silent threat.Of course Ryder Vance lived here.The Vance family owned half of Chicago.






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