《Revenge, Regret And Redemption: Bound In Contract Marriage》全部章節：第 71 章 - 第 80 章

Killian punched the bag with deadly force, each strike harder than the last. His fists slammed into the leather, knuckles turning raw and bloody, each blow fueled by a rage that seemed endless. His breaths came in ragged bursts, his chest heaving as the darkness in his mind swallowed him whole. The more he hit, the fiercer the storm inside him raged. With each punch, he sought an escape, but the darkness never left. It only grew more intense.He punched the bag again, his jaw clenching as her memory surged in his mind once more. He remembered her with every breath, every passing moment, as if she had carved herself into the very core of his being. She wasn’t just a part of his life; she had become his entire life. And how could he ever live when the very life he knew had been taken away from him?One week.One week had passed since Amara walked away from his life, and not once did she look back. It was as if he was nothing more than a chapter in a book, one she was forced to endure be

Amara’s first day at Aiden’s office felt like stepping into an entirely different world. The building was a towering masterpiece, its sleek design and endless floors commanding attention even from a distance. Inside, the sheer number of employees moving with purpose, the hum of activity, and the opulence of the space left her momentarily speechless. She had known Aiden was rich but this went far beyond her expectations. It wasn’t just wealth; it was power and influence on a scale she hadn’t imagined, the kind that belonged to billionaires.And she didn't expect Aiden to be a billionaire. It had been a week since Aiden had offered her the job and asked her to start today. Now, here she was, standing at the reception, utterly clueless about where to go next.Her fingers tightened around the fabric of her dress as embarrassment crept in. The other employees looked like they had stepped straight off a runway, their outfits exuding elegance and likely costing more than anything she had ev

What are the chances of a cold, emotionless man becoming the most devoted and protective father imaginable?Surprisingly high.Fatherhood reshapes a man, for better or worse, it either makes him whole or shatters him completely. And in Killian’s case, his daughter's existence didn’t just change his life, it redefined him. It was something rare, profoundly beautiful, and so deeply connected that even the devil himself would crave a touch of it.Then who was Killian to deny the birth of something so beautiful in his life? He was no one, not in the face of the innocent love that consumed him so effortlessly. He had surrendered himself to his daughter completely, an unbreakable bond that neither time nor fate could sever. It was evening, and Killian had decided to take his daughter out for some fresh air. So here they were, in the garden, with Kiara nestled in her baby stroller, the soft rustle of the evening breeze around them. He walked until they reached a quiet, secluded spot, his st

Life is unpredictable, it rarely unfolds the way we envision. If it did, Amara would be enjoying her college life right now, laughing between lectures, chasing deadlines, building a future she once dreamed of. Getting into this college had been everything to her. But now, it felt like nothing more than a burden. Somewhere along the way, her dreams had changed. Education no longer topped her list of priorities. Now, all she cared about was money. She needed it, desperately. Not for herself, but for Lucas. To adopt him, to secure his future, to give him the kind of life she once longed for. In him, she saw herself. The same spark. The same innocence. A bubbly little boy who still looked at the world with wide, hopeful eyes. For a moment, a small smile touched her lips just thinking about him. But it vanished just as quickly as it came. Because behind that smile was a truth she could never escape, Lucas had suffered because of her. And no matter how much she tried to make it rig

Amara gently stirred the vegetables simmering in the pan, her breakfast now, and inevitably her lunch later. Mornings were the only time she had to cook as once she got back from college, there was barely a moment to spare before heading to her part-time job at Aiden’s office. It was just past seven, and with most of her morning chores already done, she finally had a quiet moment to eat and gather herself before the long day ahead. Just as Amara closed the lid of the pan, her phone rang. She frowned, wondering who would be calling this early in the morning. Wiping her hands on the towel, she walked over to the couch and picked up her phone, only to see the name of the orphanage flashing on the screen. Her heart skipped a beat as she answered it immediately. "Hello—" "Amara!" Lucas's loud voice burst through the speaker, making her flinch. Her face tensed in alarm, heart racing with fear that something had happened. "Lucas? What happened? Are you oka—" "I’m so happy, Amara! The gi