Novel & Cerita Accidentally Yours Story

A cold sweat pricked my skin. It was time for our truth and our carefully constructed plan was about to unravel. Pauline might accidentally blurt out our little matchmaking scheme. My mind raced, desperate for a diversion, a plausible lie. “I… I accidentally told Pauline that you’d be at the new restaurant for a date,” I blurted, my voice a little too high and a little too fast. “But I never thought Pauline would actually think you were on a date with Anastasia!” It was a clumsy lie but it was all I had.

I asked casually as I tossed my purse on the coffee table. “No. Anything would do,” she replied, shrugging her shoulders in nonchalance. She looks really sad. But I didn’t bother to ask her. She’ll tell me when she’s ready. I believed her sadness has something to do with my brother. He left for Spain yesterday. After dinner, both of us showered and now, ensconced on the couch. Watching our favorite show, Jane the virgin. Cute funny love story, about a girl name Jane Villanueva. Engaged to a detective who supported her to be a virgin until marriage. However, during a routine clinic visit, a specimen intended for another patient accidentally inseminated her. And the donor was her boss.

12:11am Akiaya woke up in a hotel room. Her head throbbing from all the shots she had consumed. Sitting up slowly, a washcloth fell from her head. She looked around to see a half-naked, strange man next to the bed. "Who the hell are you?" Confusion and terror swirled in her eyes. The man gently patted her hand. "It's alright. You got sick at the club. I mean you actually puked on my shirt. I brought you to a hotel not far, so you could sober up. Doesn't seem like you to get shitfaced like that. Do you want to talk about what caused you take shots like you were guzzling water?" Her face blushed at his candid words. She looked at him wondering if she could tell him the truth. She was starring

He didn’t stop walking. He turned toward the row where his seat waited, near the back,somewhere quiet, somewhere away. But just as he passed the last row, Steve subtly shifted. And then a thud. Drake stumbled hard. His shin smacked into a leg that had no business being there. The kind of move done with a smile on your face and a trap behind your teeth. His books scattered across the floor, and his knee hit the cold tiles before he caught himself. A small gasp. Then a few laughs.

“You might be the big bad Malice out there in the woods, but in here, you’re just Malik. So you need to lower your damn voice before you wake my patient.” I bit the inside of my cheek so hard I tasted copper, forcing the feral growl rising in my chest back down where it belonged. “Is he pregnant?” I asked spitefully, forcing the words past my lips. I got my answer when Agatha immediately broke eye contact. I couldn't stop the dark chuckle that came out. “Of course.” I let out a harsh laugh. “Of fucking course.” I shook my head and looked away. “He spends years chasing Brandon and the second I leave, he gets knocked up. Guess he finally got his fairy tale after all.”

Seeing how lost she was, the man told her directly out of his kindness. At that instant, Ashlynn immediately understood what was happening. "…That was an accident. The criminal is mentally ill and she has been restrained," Ashlynn said. "Just like that? Pushing the blame onto a psychiatric patient. This is indeed a good idea." "I'm telling the truth!" Ashlynn said, "You might not know what Teagan did. She came to my house and tried to provoke me and my mother-in-law. My mother-in-law is someone who can't be provoked, so she accidentally killed Teagan. Since you're Teagan's lover, how could you let her seduce my father? If you stopped it, things would not have ended up like that."

The city stretched beneath me, bright, endless, demanding. Nathan’s words echoed again: Make it look intentional. If I wanted to protect what I’d built, I needed to turn this accident into strategy. An idea began forming, reckless but possible. If I made this marriage look real enough, long enough, I could control the narrative. Turn scandal into opportunity. But to do that, I’d have to keep Adrian close. Too close. I looked back at him. He shifted in his sleep, the blanket sliding down his shoulder. The soft light caught on his skin, the faint rise and fall of his chest.

Instead, he intertwined our fingers and whispered, “Don’t let me lose you again.” “You won’t,” I said. “Not this time.” The next morning, I woke up to chaos. My phone wouldn’t stop buzzing. Notifications. Messages. Missed calls. Damien came out of the shower, towel around his waist. “What’s going on?” I turned the screen toward him. Headlines screamed from every corner of the internet: Cross LEGACY EXPOSED ILLEGAL EXPERIMENTS LEAKED ONLINE BILLIONAIRE HEIRS ACCUSED OF COVER UP

Her shoulders slumped, her breath shuddered, and she exhaled softly. “Fine,” she whispered. “You… you already know anyway.” “Start talking,” Anthony snapped. Natalie swallowed hard, folding her hands tightly in her lap as if trying to keep herself from shaking. “It was an accident,” she began. “I swear to God, Anthony, I never meant for anything to happen. I just wanted him to be asleep for a bit while I grabbed the will from his safe, but I accidentally—ACCIDENTALLY—gave him the wrong medicine. I panicked. I—I’ve felt terrible ever since. That’s why I disappeared.”

“Nothing major… just an accident.” “What kind of accident?” he asked. “A friend of mine fell off a balcony—” “And?” the captain asked without letting me finish, annoyance lacing his voice, but I didn't care about that as long as he did what I wanted in the end. “And I need to make sure this is handled properly,” I replied. “You know how these things can get when people start speculating. Stories start growing legs.” “Did you push him over the balcony?” I chuckled softly. “I didn’t push him, but… it might appear like I did or had something to do with him falling over. I need your boys on this.”