All Chapters of Entangled with the wrong man : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

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Chapter 1: The Red-hair doll

~ IVANOV ~ I have never hated anyone the way I hate Isaac Kaene. That New York City boy who snatched my family’s most prized land and sent me to jail is a thorn embedded in my side, and I’ve been nursing this venomous grudge for years. I hate the very air he breathes. I hate the smug curve of his lips when he laughed victoriously in court. Papa had planned to give me that land for my next birthday. A gift, a legacy, something to cement my place. But that son of a bitch waltzed in, twisted the law to his favor, sent me to jail and claimed it as if it were always his. Just because he fancies himself a genius lawyer. Now he struts around like he’s untouchable. Like the Rodriguez name is nothing but a whisper in the wind. I chuckle in Spanish under my breath. Maybe Papa let it go—he had bigger battles to fight, the blood and chaos of running a mafia empire never ends—but I won’t. I cannot. My blood simmers with the heat of revenge for the five years of my life that he wasted. I will

Chapter 2: That's not from me

DRUSCILLA “Oh my goodness, Druscilla! You look absolutely breathtaking in this dress!” Avery’s voice bubbles with excitement as she clasps her hands dramatically. I can’t help the blush spreading across my cheeks. My gaze lingers on the mirror, drinking in the reflection that hardly feels like mine. The gown is everything I have ever dreamed of—white as fresh snow, the sweetheart neckline glittering with delicate diamonds cascading down to the waistline. It cinches my waist so perfectly I can barely believe it, and the slit climbing up my thigh reveals just enough of my legs to feel daring without being scandalous. It is the kind of gown little girls dream about when they clutch pillowcase veils and pretend to marry their dolls. My heart swells. “Kaila, you outdid yourself,” I say as I turn to my cousin, who is beaming like an artist admiring her finest masterpiece. Kaila isn’t just family; she is one of the most talented designers I know, and years ago, I swore she would be the o

Chapter 3: Because you are beautiful

Sweat forms on my forehead as I stare at the picture in my hand. Isaac rides a woman reverse cowgirl. I can’t believe it. My own Isaac? My own fiancé? Tears blind my eyes instantly. I can’t see the woman’s face; whoever took the picture focused only on Isaac. Tears threaten to spill. It’s not real. Maybe it’s just a photoshopped image, I tell myself. Whoever sent this just wants to destroy our happy relationship. Is our relationship really happy? I wonder. No, it isn’t something I can describe as happiness. But it’s normal. We’re both very busy adults. “What’s it, Cilla?” Kaila’s voice cuts through my thoughts. “What’s that?” She leans forward, stretching her neck to see. “Is it a love letter?” Her brows lift playfully. “No,” I say curtly, squeezing the picture. My eyes dart around, searching for the men in white who brought the cake to the stage. They clearly aren’t Isaac’s. Isaac wouldn’t sabotage our relationship. So who could it be? “Cilla? You don’t look right,” Avery says,

Chapter 4: A very good girl

I know what that black thing is. A gun. In an instant, the faint tipsiness swirling in my veins vanishes. My eyes dart to him—Handsome Devil—just as he catches my stare and quickly tucks the weapon beneath his bed. “I’m sorry,” he mutters, his tone awkward, like he just spilled coffee and not revealed something dangerous. I blink, unsure how to respond. Who apologizes for being seen with a firearm? This man baffles me. A yawn escapes me, and I rub at my face. My stomach twists in protest—hunger clawing at my insides. I haven’t eaten anything since that miserable piece of toast and lemon tea in the morning. My knees tremble beneath me. “Are you planning to stand there all night?” he asks, a teasing curl lifting the corner of his lips. “Come sit.” He pats the space beside him on the bed. I shake my head immediately. “No, I’ll stay here.” His brows lift. “Why?” “Because…” My chest heaves. “Because I don’t trust a man like you.” He chuckles, low and amused, as if I just told him

Chapter 5: I don't want you to stop

~ IVANOV ~ I was in the middle of a small meeting with a client at the VIP when three women walked in, their presence slicing through the smoke-filled room like a knife. They slid into the table on my left. My eyes caught them immediately, but it was the one in the middle—the red-haired beauty from the party—that froze me in my tracks. Druscilla Hayes. My enemy’s fiancee. Fate really had a wicked sense of humor. Believe me or not, I didn’t follow her here. I came on my own, wrapped up in the grind with a client who had paid a fortune for me to help him hack Interpol’s logs. But apparently, I didn’t need to stalk tonight. She had delivered herself straight into my line of sight. I couldn’t hear a single word my client was saying. My gaze was glued to her—Druscilla, moving with a reckless grace, taking shots, swaying her body as though she owned the world. She had no idea. She had no idea how hot she looked. No idea someone was watching her with hunger that bordered on obsession.

Chapter 6: I hate you

~ DRUSCILLA ~ I cannot believe I am here. Laid out on another man’s bed, my body open in ways it has never been before, my mind scattered, my senses wrecked beyond repair. His fingers feel like sin given shape. Every touch sends sparks racing through me, sharp and sweet all at once. My body reacts before my conscience can catch up, arching, trembling, betraying me in ways I did not know were possible. The sounds slipping from my lips do not even sound like they belong to me. Soft, broken, needy. I barely recognize myself. God. Mum must never see me like this. Never know that her well raised daughter is stretched out on a stranger’s bed, breathing like this, feeling like this. Shame burns hot in my chest, but it is tangled tightly with something far more dangerous. How can I be engaged to one man and wrapped up in another? A stranger. A terrifying one. A man with a dangerously handsome face and eyes that feel like they are stripping me bare, peeling through flesh and bone unt

Chapter 7: The Rebellious Child

~ DRUSCILLA ~I cannot believe I am here.Laid out on another man’s bed, my body open in ways it has never been before, my mind scattered, my senses wrecked beyond repair.His fingers feel like sin given shape. Every touch sends sparks racing through me, sharp and sweet all at once. My body reacts before my conscience can catch up, arching, trembling, betraying me in ways I did not know were possible.The sounds slipping from my lips do not even sound like they belong to me. Soft, broken, needy. I barely recognize myself.God.Mum must never see me like this. Never know that her well raised daughter is stretched out on a stranger’s bed, breathing like this, feeling like this.Shame burns hot in my chest, but it is tangled tightly with something far more dangerous.How can I be engaged to one man and wrapped up in another?A stranger.A terrifying one.A man with a dangerously handsome face and eyes that feel like they are stripping me bare, peeling through flesh and bone until they to

Chapter 8: Giving Avery the look

~Isaac~I froze, replaying her words in my head like a bad echo. No way. I must have misheard. Druscilla's voice cut through the air again, sharp and steady, as if she were ordering coffee instead of dropping a grenade in the middle of the room."I want the wedding date postponed," she said, her arms folding across her chest like a shield.My eyebrows shot up, my pulse kicking up a notch. "How? Why?""Because I don't think marrying you is the right thing, right now." She shifted her weight, her eyes locking onto mine with a cool detachment that sent a chill down my spine. "I need to clear my head.""No. No. No." I shook my head, the denial spilling out before I could stop it. This wasn't her. This wasn't the Druscilla I knew, the one who planned every detail of our life together like it was a perfectly wrapped gift.My mind raced. "Is this because of the little argument you just had with your mom?" Frustration bubbled up inside me, hot and insistent, tightening my chest."Oh... so now

Chapter 9: My sugar bunny

~ ISAAC ~"What look?""Never mind. Let's talk business," she said, pulling out a file and handing it over, the paper crisp against my fingers.Better. God, I hoped she didn't suspect a damn thing."Have a look at this file," she said.I flipped through it, scanning the pages, the words blurring a bit before sharpening. "You want to acquire this property too?" I asked, a smirk tugging at my lips, the familiar thrill of a deal humming in my veins.She stepped closer, her rose-scented perfume wrapping around me like a cloud, intoxicating and heady. Her arms slipped around my waist, her chest pressing forward, those generous curves bouncing slightly against me."I don't think we should be doing this here," I said, but a smile was already creeping across my face, betraying me."What other perfect time is there for you to touch this perfect body?" she whispered, her breath hot against my ear, her tongue flicking out to stroke the lobe.My heart leaped, a surge of heat rushing south, a bulg

Chapter 10: Who is Ivanov

~Druscilla~Kaila pushed the door open without knocking, the way she always did, and the scent of her vanilla body spray hit me first.“Do you really want to postpone the wedding?” she asked, kicking off her sandals and flopping onto the edge of my bed like she owned the place.I sat at the vanity, staring at my own reflection like it belonged to somebody else. The wipe in my hand smelled like rosewater and regret. I dragged it across my cheek, smearing the last of last night’s mascara.“I don’t even know what to think anymore,” I muttered, biting the inside of my cheek hard enough to taste copper.Kaila’s brows pulled together. “But why the sudden change of heart? You’ve been planning this wedding since we were kids. You had the damn color scheme picked out in middle school.”I tossed the wipe into the little silver trash can and watched it disappear. “That’s exactly the problem. My whole life has been mapped out like a damn GPS route. Turn left at twenty-five, merge into marriage at

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