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“Wouldn’t what? Get caught up in something over his head? Because that is exactly what has occurred from where I am standing. Leila swallowed hard. Tunde had always been smart, but he was also young, ambitious, and sometimes reckless. If he had gotten mixed up with the wrong people… No. She wouldn’t let him go down for this. She forced herself to meet Adrian’s gaze. “What do you want?” Adrian leaned back against the bar, considering her. Then he said, casually—too casually— “Marry me.” Leila looked up. “What?” His smirk didn’t waver. "Wedding me." Laughter bubbled up in her chest, sharp and incredulous. “That’s the most ridiculous thing I’ve ever heard.”

And why was her husband treating her like a prisoner on their honeymoon? "Where are we going, Sebastian?" she asked, trying to keep her voice steady. Sebastian's cold, calculating gaze met hers. "Our new home, my dear. A place where you'll learn to behave." The helicopter banked sharply, and the city skyline came into view, Abigail's heart sank. They were heading to New York, a place she had never been before. A place where she knew no one, and Sebastian held all the power to control her, to hurt her—

"Can he really do that? I mean, is it something easy you can solve with a text just from the house?” Adriel nodded. "Of course. He is the best in the business." “Besides, it is not much of a problem. My influence does the job fast.” Adriel's eyes shinned with mischief as he gazed at Emma. "Isn't that a great benefit of having such a handsome, sexy, billionaire husband?" he teased, his voice low and husky. Emma rolled her eyes, a playful smile spreading across her face. "Hey! Are you trying to praise yourself now?"

Elara was keenly aware of the wedding ring on her finger, a symbol of the vow she had recently taken. As they neared his mansion, the reality of her new life began to sink in. She was now Mrs. Damian Blackwood, the billionaire’s reluctant bride, tied to him in a marriage of convenience that neither of them truly wanted. But as much as she resented the circumstances that had brought them to this point, she couldn’t ignore the growing curiosity about the man she had just married.

“He told you about it, and you turned him down. Why, Celine? Why would you turn away our destiny help? Do you realize who he is?” My hands clenched into fists, but I fought to keep my voice steady. “You’re kidding, right?” My words came out shaky. “You actually expect me to marry him?” “Of course, I’m serious! You should have said yes! He’s the CEO of Dickson Limited—a multi-million dollar company. Do you know how rare an opportunity this is?” I felt the room closing in around me, my breath hitching in disbelief. “You mean... you want me to be with a man old enough to be my father? His son could be older than me!” I could feel the bile rise in my throat as I struggled to keep from shouting.

She’d been scrolling without really seeing—headlines, faces, noise—until one name punched straight through the fog. Ethan Voss. Her thumb stopped. She leaned in, heart stuttering once before picking up speed. The headline was bold. Merciless. WEDDING SHATTERED: BEST MAN EXPOSES BRIDE’S AFFAIR AT ALTAR — VOSS HEIR WALKS OUT MID-CEREMONY Mia’s breath left her in a sharp, disbelieving laugh. “Oh my God.” She clicked. Photos loaded. Grainy and clear. Ethan was standing rigid at the altar. Liam froze beside Evelyn. Evelyn’s face caught mid-collapse—white, horrified, undone.

Sophia said sharply “This child is a Caldwell” Richard said calmly. “My heir…and I don’t share what is mine” “What did you say?. A C-Caldwell?” Sophia stammered. “You’re my boss?” “Yes that’s me, CEO of the Caldwell group” he said boastfully. “Let’s make this simple” he continued. “You have two options, marry me and secure a future for you and this child… or walk away, lose your job and never see them again”

The girl who had bumped into him in a bookstore eight months ago, knocked three heavy volumes of Russian literature onto his expensive shoes, and stubbornly argued with him for forty-five minutes about whether ambition corrupted empathy. He had called her the very next morning something he later admitted he had never done for a woman before. Now, she was in a wedding dress, and he was downstairs waiting. She had never been so certain of her future. Then, her phone buzzed against the vanity. She almost ignored it. A bride in her final moments of serenity wasn't supposed to be checking text messages. The makeup artist was just reaching out to touch up the corner of her lip. But a strange, cold

She copied my haircut and now I know why she cut her hair a day before her wedding. I wear a simple dress, just enough to show them I am a girl - the bride of the trillionaire ruthless ceo. Alessandro did not hesitate as he placed his hand at my back, guiding me forward with a steady pressure that made it clear I was not separate from him. “This is my wife,” he said. There was no hesitation in his voice. No doubt. One of the board members leaned forward slightly. “That was a sudden decision.” “I do not delay decisions,” Alessandro replied.

“She’s not responding because she’s hurt. This... scandal is everywhere. Even the airport lounge has your face on the TV.” Ace’s eyes moved to the screen behind the bar. BILLIONAIRE’S MARRIAGE IN CRISIS - AFFAIR PHOTOS AND VIDEOS SHAKES THE BLACKE’S EMPIRE He looked away quickly. “I didn’t cheat on her,” Ace said. Brian said nothing. Ace turned toward him. “You believe me, right?” Brian looked torn. “I believe you wouldn’t cheat on her, but you should have told her about Patricia’s scheme before it got out. And man, people are saying a lot of things. And Emma... she’s dealing with more than this. Rafael is moving fast.”