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1. Am I really married

One damn mistake, they said, could change your life, and mine had turned everything upside down.The chill in the room made my skin prickle as I groaned and reached for the duvet to cover myself. My hand, however, landed on a warm body. I jolted upright, immediately noticing my clothes scattered on the floor and realizing I was completely naked. I pulled the duvet around me and my eyes fell on a man sleeping peacefully on the bed."What the hell?" I whispered, shock and confusion mixing in my voice. "Shit, shit." The moment I muttered the words, my head pounded, and fragments of the previous night flooded back. I remembered following my friends—Emma, Tonia, and Mara to a nightclub for our usual ladies' night. I recalled taking shots and drinking heavily, but I had no memory of ending up in a stranger’s bed.I frantically searched the room for my cell phone, finally finding it under the bed. I unlocked it, only to be met with a barrage of messages and notifications. They all seemed to

2. Oh, Mom!

"I'm fine," I managed to say as the blaring sound of my phone made my pulse quicken, drawing my attention away from the man and back to my screen. My mom was calling, and I answered without a second thought. "Hello, Mom," I said, trying to act like nothing had happened. "Veronica, where are you?" Her voice was loud and demanding. "I know you're not at Emma's place because I just came from there. So where are you?" "Um, I'm on my way home right now," I said, feeling uncomfortable. The fact that she was looking for me made me suspect she might have seen the video. My guilty conscience twisted inside me, reminding me of the lie I’d told her last night about going to a late-night book club—something I was absolutely not doing. I braced myself for her to mention the video, but she didn’t. Instead, she just said, "Okay," and ended the call. Trying to calm my nerves, I leaned back in the seat and closed my eyes, attempting to steady my breathing. The car pulled up in front of my house,

3. Never gonna happen

I then turned to Ivan’s mother, my eyes narrowing. "I’m sorry, but I can’t agree to this," I said firmly, gripping my mother’s hand tighter. "This whole situation is a mistake. I was intoxicated, and I agreed to marry your son. You can tell the press that. I’m not going to make it worse by pretending to be something I’m not."The other young lady almost my age, who was dressed in a brown and cream color shirt, looked down at the iPad she was holding and raised it at me. "With this success, this is bringing, I'm not sure telling the press such is a good idea."Ivan’s mother raised an eyebrow, her expression calm and composed. "I understand this is overwhelming, Veronica," she said, her voice smooth but insistent. "But think about the opportunities this could bring. Not just for Ivan, but for you too."I shook my head, my resolve hardening. "I don’t care about the opportunities. I care about my mother and my sanity. I’m not moving into your mansion and continuing this lie."The tension

4. Five steps closer

"This is getting out of hand," I whispered, my voice trembling.My mother nodded, her expression mirroring my fear. "We need to leave before this situation escalates even further."But just as I started to gather my thoughts, there was a knock at the door—firm and commanding. My mother and I exchanged a worried glance before she cautiously peered through the peephole."It's them," she whispered, her voice laced with relief.She opened the door to reveal two large men dressed in black suits—bodyguards, clearly sent by the Carlos family. Behind them, a sleek black car waited at the curb, its engine quietly idling. One of the bodyguards stepped forward, his expression stoic but respectful."Miss Veronica, Mrs. Carlisle," he said with a nod. "We’re here to escort you to the Carlos mansion. Please follow us."I hesitated, looking back at my mother. She gave me a reassuring nod, urging me to move forward. Taking a deep breath, I slipped on my coat and stepped outside, my mother close behind

5. When you touch me

"What?" I stammered. "No, I can't stay in your room. If I don’t get my own room, I won't agree to this anymore." Ivan smirked and moved closer to me. "Who’s talking about an agreement here?" He lifted his phone and played a video of a drunken me agreeing to marry him. "That’s the only agreement I need." A chill ran down my spine. The video made it clear he had leverage over me, and a growing suspicion that he had orchestrated the entire scene to blackmail me took hold. Before I could fully process my thoughts, Ivan was right in front of me. His hand reached up and gently cupped my jaw, forcing me to look directly at him. "I want you next to me, Veronica," he said softly, his eyes locking onto mine with an intensity that was both unsettling and mesmerizing. "That’s why I proposed to you." I tried to pull away, but his grip was firm yet gentle. "I thought you did that because you were intoxicated," I whispered, my voice trembling. "What do you want from me?" Ivan’s expression soft

6. So I'm a commodity

I was about to push open the door to my mom's room when I overheard a conversation. At first, I intended to mind my own business, but when I heard them mention my name, curiosity got the better of me. I decided to see who they were and what they were saying. "Oh, my dear. I understand you're upset," Mrs. Carlos said as she stood behind the woman I had seen earlier, gently playing with her hair. "But don’t worry. Ivan’s heart truly belongs to you. Forget the internet; they just want something to gossip about. That girl isn’t worth it." I peered at them through the small gap in the door. The woman had a satisfied smile on her face, one that made me want to wipe it off right then and there. "Why is she here anyway? I wish we could just kick her out of this mansion," Isabel complained, her voice dripping with frustration. Mrs. Carlos moved from her position behind Isabel and sat beside her. "Ever since the video was released to the public, Ivan’s career has skyrocketed from grass to

7. Something about Ivan Carlos

Ivan looked at me for a long moment, as if he knew exactly what was on my mind. He climbed onto the bed, gently parting my thighs with his hand.I shifted, torn between wanting to leave his room immediately and the part of me that didn’t. No matter how much I tried to hide how he made me feel, it was as if I were an open book.“Let's just say every part of you want me more than I want you,” he whispered in my ear, kissing my neck softly. I scoffed, trying to pull away from him. “In your dreams, Mr. Carlos.“ But he drew me back, his body hovering over mine, his eyes piercing into me.I took a deep breath, avoiding his gaze as I struggled to control my feelings.He kissed me softly on the chest, his hand sliding from my side to under my dress, and I realized I was wearing a flower printed knee length dress that made it easy for him to touch me.I wasn’t intoxicated this time—I could feel everything. It brought back memories of our first night, the kind of feeling that made me feel like

8. Too much attention

The knock on the door pulled me from my thoughts, and I turned toward it, already knowing who it would be. I tried the knob again, only to remember it was still locked. I sighed, ready to ask Ivan for the keys, but when I turned, he was standing right beside me, so close I almost lost my breath.“Uh...” I mumbled, my eyes trailing down to his torso, instantly reminded that he was still shirtless. The fact that I always felt awkward and tongue-tied whenever he was near was painfully obvious. Ivan wore a smirk, clearly enjoying how flustered I was. He knew exactly how he made me feel, and my face heated up in embarrassment. How much longer would I let my words get stuck in my throat whenever he was around? Without a word, he reached over and unlocked the door, pulling me even closer, his arm wrapping around me as the door creaked open.I found myself pressed against his bare chest, the side of my face brushing against his skin. Standing on the other side of the door was Isabel, her eye

9. With all the facade

“I didn’t ask for this,” I said, my voice sharper than I intended. “You think I want to be part of this ridiculous game? If it were up to me, I’d be gone in a second. But I have a role to play, just like you do.” Isabel’s eyes flared with anger, but I caught a flicker of uncertainty beneath the surface. She wasn’t used to being challenged, especially by me. “Don’t act like you don’t enjoy the attention,” she snapped. “I see the way you look at him. You like the idea of being his wife, even if it’s all fake.” Her words stung, but I stood my ground. Maybe there was some truth to what she was saying. Maybe part of me did get caught up in the idea of being with Ivan, even though I knew deep down it wasn’t real. But I wasn’t about to let her twist that into something ugly. “You’re wrong,” I said firmly. “I’m not here for Ivan. I’m not here for any of this. I agreed to the marriage because it was part of the deal, but that’s it. So if you have a problem with the situation, take it up w

10. The Bargain

“Then we shall proceed with the preparations as planned,” the woman sitting next to Mrs. Carlos said, her voice calm and composed, as if nothing had just happened. I watched Ivan walk away, leaving me to drown in the weight of it all. Everything was starting to suffocate me, and the worst part was that I couldn’t do anything about it.“What if I don’t want any of this?” I asked, dropping my hands to my sides in frustration.Mrs. Carlos clicked her tongue, rising from her seat with an air of ownership. “Veronica, it doesn’t seem like you can back out now,” she said, her tone almost mocking. “It’s no longer a favor. I’ve paid the six million dollars your mother and I agreed upon, not to mention the money Ivan gave your friends. You owe us more than what we’re asking of you.”The floor seemed to fall out from beneath me, the weight of her words sinking deeper into my chest. Six million dollars? My mother had sold me into this? And my friends… they had taken money too? Betrayal flooded my

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