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Aren't you jealous?

Within an hour, we were pulling up to the Adams private airfield,a sprawling tarmac that looked less like a personal landing strip and more like an international hub for megalomaniacs.Row upon row of sleek, customized aircraft stood parked, including three distinct private jets, two luxury helicopters, and a hangar that probably housed a small military fleet just in case Aaron decided to invade a small island nation on a Tuesday.The sleek black SUV ground to a halt beside the flagship jet. The moment the passenger door slid open, I froze.Standing at the base of the air stairs in a pristine pilot’s uniform, aviator sunglasses tucked neatly into his collar, was Reed Norman.I blinked once. I blinked twice."Is there an ancient blood oath between you two?" I demanded, whipping my head toward Aaron, who was casually checking his gold wristwatch. "Did you two drink wine mixed with blood in a cave at age twelve? Why is Reed here? Does he fly your planes, drive your cars, manage your life

Last Updated : 2026-10-11

Caged

For forty-eight solid hours, I had stared at the most romantic city in the world exclusively through a pane of heavily reinforced, bulletproof glass.Paris was out there, shimmering under a cozy autumn drizzle, lined with quaint bistros, glowing streetlamps, and couples feeding each other pastries along the Seine. Meanwhile, I was trapped inside Aaron Adams’s hyper-secure, aggressively minimalist Parisian fortress, where the only thing being fed to me was absolute radio silence.Since the second our private jet touched down on French soil, Aaron had locked me in this luxurious cage, explicitly warning me not to step foot outside the front gates without his direct permission,without ever bothering to explain why. And as for my twisted, unloving husband? I hadn't heard a single word out of his mouth since Tuesday. Not a text, not a knock, not even a sarcastic insult slipped under the door.Not that I missed him, mind you. I didn't care if he was drowning in a pool of his own work str

Last Updated : 2026-10-12

Emilian in Paris

"Jealousy?!" I let out a high-pitched, hysterical laugh, my voice cracking as I stepped right back into his personal space, my toes nearly touching the polished leather of his shoes. "In your wildest, most delusional wet dreams, Aaron Adams! I am not jealous! I am offended! As your partner in this unholy corporate alliance, I demand basic conversational respect! If anyone is going to insult your terrible fashion choices and ruin your day, it should legally be me, not the maid!"Martina coughed delicately into her hand, looking terrified out of her mind as she clutched her stack of files. "Um... Mr. Adams? Should I... should I leave you two to your... domestic negotiations?""Yes. Get out, Martina, before I accidentally fire you both," Aaron ordered smoothly, never taking his dark, piercing eyes off mine.Without another word, Martina practically sprinted toward the door, pulling it shut behind her with a soft, merciful click that left the two of us completely alone in the pressurized

Last Updated : 2026-10-13

On the arms of her Idol!!!

"What??""You heard me, wifey. There's enough space for her to stay and as a matter of fact, she would even keep you company."Aaron said it with a slight, insufferable smirk as he dropped his phone onto the desk like he had just solved world hunger.I didn't say a single word. Instead, I spun around on my high heel and walked straight out of his study in pure annoyance.Keep who company?! Of all the insufferable people on planet Earth, it had to be Emilian?!Aaron knew damn well that we weren't on good terms, yet he had the absolute audacity to say she would keep me company? Company my ass! He should just sign my father's promotion and let me go home because I was so done with this absolute bullshit of a marriage!Day one, day two, day three, day four… I hadn't even gotten to enjoy a single second of any of them as a wife! And when I meant enjoy... I meant I hadn't been able to either poison Aaron or his witchy, unloved mother because I was legally chained in this marriage thing!T

Last Updated : 2026-10-14

Wake up mademoiselle

"Wake up, mademoiselle! You cannot sleep here! Move!"A heavy, rough hand grabbed me by the shoulder and shook me violently, snapping me back to the cruel, unforgiving reality of the physical universe.My eyes blinked open. The golden, celestial aura was gone. The soft acoustic humming was replaced by the deafening, bass-heavy roar of thousands of screaming fans echoing from the main bowl of the stadium.I was no longer standing in Burna Boy’s arms. Instead, I was being held upright by a massive, scowling French security guard whose face was red with annoyance."W-Wait! Where is he?!" I gasped, spinning around in circles like a top, frantically grabbing at empty air. "Where did he go?! Where is Burna Boy?!"The security guard shoved me forward toward the edge of the VIP wing, muttering a string of very angry, very colorful curses in rapid-fire French that I didn't need a translator to understand meant ‘Get this crazy woman away from me.’"Hey! Don't push me! I am a very important logi

Last Updated : 2026-10-15

Coco

"Oh, absolutely," I giggled out loud to myself, safely ignoring my vibrating phone and swaying my hips to the heavy Afrobeat bassline shaking the stadium floor. "Burna, darling, hit that note—"TAP. TAP. TAP.A sharp, incredibly aggressive tapping sensation hit my shoulder.I blinked, breaking out of my spiritual rebirth trance, and slowly turned around. Standing right behind me was an angry-looking French woman wearing an official stage manager headset, a clipboard clenched so tightly in her fist her knuckles were entirely white.She looked at my face. She looked down at the bright yellow lanyard hanging around my neck. Then she looked back up at my face with a terrifying, narrowed gaze."Bonjour," I offered sweetly, flashing my most innocent, billionaire-wife smile. "Great show, right? Fantastic logistics going on here. Very organized."The woman didn't say bonjour. Instead, she unleashed a verbal machine gun of rapid-fire, heavily accented French that sounded suspiciously like a de

Last Updated : 2026-10-16

The French man

"Bonjour! Welcome…”As soon as I walked a bit further down the winding, cobblestone street, I came across a quaint little café that had a massive, hand-painted pizza drawn right on the front chalkboard alongside some looping French words.Before pushing open the glass door, a weird, prickly sensation brushed against the back of my neck. I felt like I was being watched. I glanced over my shoulder into the shadowy, empty alleyway behind me, but saw nothing except a stray trash can and a puddle."Great. Now my starvation is giving me third-degree paranoia," I muttered, shaking my head and stepping inside.Instantly, the warm, heavenly scent of melting cheese, freshly baked dough, and rich espresso hit my nose like a physical blow. My stomach let out another feral, echoing growl that caused a nearby elderly couple to look up from their table in alarm."Oops. Sorry, my internal organs are staging a violent coup," I whispered, flashing a polite, tight-lipped smile.That was when I looked ar

Last Updated : 2026-10-17

Reed again?

Nicholas blinked. Once. Twice. Then his face absolutely lit up, breaking into a massive, dazzling grin."Shut up," he breathed, staring at me with sudden, renewed awe. "Henrietta is your mother?! No wonder you looked so familiar! You have her exact eyes. That same fierce, dangerous little spark.""Dangerous is my middle name," I smiled proudly. "Though my mother usually reserves her fierce sparks for red carpets.""Well, Henrietta was an absolute icon," Nicholas said warmly, tapping the table. "Working that fashion gala was the highlight of my career. And now, sitting across from her daughter in a hidden Parisian pizza joint? The universe has a very strange sense of humor.""A good sense of humor, you mean," I corrected, feeling a warm, bubbly glow of pure flattery spreading through my chest.It felt so liberating. No bodyguards. No sneering mother-in-law. No Aaron Adams glaring at me like I was a hostile takeover target. Just good pizza, candlelight, and a gorgeous French man treati

Last Updated : 2026-10-18

Let's see

Nicholas immediately stepped up, blocking Reed with his body and raising his hands like he was in an action movie. "Hey! Sir! I don't know who you think you are, but this is a kidnapping! She is not going anywhere with you!"Reed didn't even blink. He reached out with one massive, iron-gloved hand, grabbed Nicholas’s palm in a brutal handshake, and squeezed just hard enough to make the poor blue-eyed Frenchman double over in agony."Ferme ta gueule et dégage d'ici avant que je casse tes doigts," Reed growled in flawless, terrifyingly heavy French. Shut up and get out of here before I break your fingers.Nicholas let out a tiny, high-pitched squeak, his face turning pale as he stumbled three steps backward, cradling his throbbing hand against his chest."Jessica!" Nicholas gasped, his blue eyes wide with absolute horror. "He is insane! Call the police!""I'm so sorry, Nicholas! He's not a kidnapper, he's just a pit bull!" I yelled as Reed grabbed my arm with zero romance and tossed me

Last Updated : 2026-10-19

The monster you unchained

I pushed the door to the study open, expecting a screaming match, expecting Aaron to bark at me for disappearing, expecting the usual verbal battle.Instead, the air was completely different, silence heavy and choking.My feet froze against the carpet. The breath was knocked out of my lungs, leaving a cold, hollow ache in the center of my chest.There on the leather sofa, Aaron was leaning back, his dark hair disheveled. And right between his legs, kneeling on the floor, was Emilian. Her head was moving rhythmically, her lips wrapped tightly around his shaft, her tongue moving with deliberate, practiced slow motion.The silence in the room was absolute, save for the wet, sickening sound of her mouth working against his skin.My entire world didn't just crack,it shattered into microscopic, unrecoverable dust.Even if our marriage was a business arrangement, even if we swore we hated each other, even if every conversation was a war of words... This was a humiliation so profound it cut s

Last Updated : 2026-10-20

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