Semua Bab MY EX WANTS ME BACK? NOT A CHANCE!: Bab 1 - Bab 10

JOCELYN’s POVPeople always said I was lucky, the kind of lucky that made strangers smile at me in the grocery store and old friends watch me a little too closely when you weren’t looking.I am Jocelyn Campbell, Heiress of Campbell Group, the one marrying Ethan Blackwood. The girl with the life every girl dreamed of, or at least, that’s what the world thought, and until a week ago, I believed it too.My life felt like a perfectly cut diamond. It was priceless, flawless, untouchable. I was at the top of a cliff, looking down at everyone. No one could touch me. On the outside, I had it all. The Campbell estate and the Campbell Group, my parents’ legacy, which I’d inherited after they passed when I was sixteen.My parents' death had hit me too hard, but my boyfriend held my hand so I wouldn’t drown. We had been together for years. It was so easy to fall in love with him. He was my anchor. He got through every hard moment and every wave of grief. Life after my parents’ death had been hard

JOCELYN’s POVDaniel didn’t sit back down. He stayed there, close enough for me to feel the pressure of his presence and his sharp, calculating eyes.“That depends,” he repeated, his voice deceptively seductive, like we weren’t standing on the edge of something dangerous.My chin lifted a fraction. “On what? Stop beating around the bush.”His mouth curved in the kind of smirk that made my pulse spike for all the wrong reasons.“You want my help destroying Ethan?” His voice finally came out, but slowly and deliberately.“Fine, but I don’t move for free. There’s one condition.”I crossed my arms. “Name your condition.”The air shifted, and his expression hardened, the teasing edge replaced by something colder and tactical.“Marry me.”The words landed like a punch to the chest. For a second, I thought I misheard him. “Excuse me?”“Marry me,” he said again, as if he were suggesting something as simple as signing a document. “You want revenge? You want power? You want Ethan and Clarissa o

JOCELYN’s POVThe photos were everywhere by morning.My phone buzzed nonstop with news alerts, social media mentions, and board members calling.The headlines were relentless:Jocelyn Campbell Marries Daniel Steele in a Surprise Ceremony.Blackwood-Campbell Wedding Canceled — Heiress Marries Rival CEO.Steele vs. Blackwood: The Family Feud Just Got Personal.I tossed my phone on the dining table, ignoring the fifteenth missed call from my aunt. Daniel sat on the far end, coffee in hand, perfectly calm, like he wasn’t the center of the biggest corporate scandal of the year.“Our marriage is trending,” he said casually.“I saw,” I muttered.He sipped his coffee. “When you leave the house, try to put a smile on that face of yours.You don’t want the paparazzi thinking that you were forced into this marriage with me.”“I didn’t marry you for gossip,” I said flatly.He smirked. “No, you married me for revenge, but the gossip remains the delivery system.”I shook my head, grabbing my blazer

JOCELYN’s POVSighing, I checked my watch for the time and yawned. It was just past 8pm, but I was beat, today had been a ridiculously long day. I shut down my laptop and closed all the documents I’d been studying, ready to close for the day. I opened my office door, my handbag on my arm, and turned to close the door, not bothering to turn to my assistant, Harvey.“I’m calling it a day. You can go home as soon as you’re done.” I said to my assistant.I turned my head when I didn’t receive any reply and frowned. Where had she gone? Since I’d taken control of the company after my parents’ unfortunate death at seventeen; I’d been trained prior to that incident to take over the company when it was time so it was not that big of a problem. I’d renegotiated the salary and terms of my assistant, and secretary, knowing I was going to be leaving the company far later than most. They mostly left when I did, when I needed to leave early, or by 8:30pm, while I mostly stayed till midnight.I cocke

JOCELYN’s POVI was tempted to massage my forehead. Unfortunately, what he had just said was difficult even for me. All my belongings were in the place I lived, and I definitely wasn’t in the right frame of mind to confront anybody, especially not Clarissa’s parents. They’d housed, fed and taken care of me since my parents had died. Sure, there was a monthly allowance for them to take care of me, but I didn’t think any money could compare to their love and care for me. The fact that their daughter had done something so vile to me just made me want to avoid them. Regardless of how grateful or how much I appreciated them, nothing was going to make me change my plan about ruining Clarissa’s life. I know my plan and decision might feel like an overreaction, but I was determined. If I didn’t become the villain, it would be an invitation for other people to continue to ride over me.“What’s the problem now? You have nothing else to say, right?”I pursed my lips. I’d temporarily moved into a