The heiress and the billionaire vow
"Sofia, listen to me—marry Ethan, or your family loses everything."
Sofia Vanguard never had a choice. Born into wealth, groomed for power, and shackled to her father’s ambitions, she was a pawn in a world where love was a liability. But when a single night—one she can’t even remember—leaves her pregnant with Ethan Reagan’s child, her fate is sealed.
Ethan never wanted a wife. He never wanted a family. But in a game where power is inherited, and his ruthless brothers are willing to destroy him for it, marrying Sofia is the only way to survive. The plan was simple: a contract, five years, no strings attached. They’d live their separate lives, tolerate each other in public, and walk away free.
Except Ethan can’t stand the thought of Sofia with another man. And Sofia can’t ignore the way Ethan looks at her.
But love isn’t the only battle they have to fight. Kidnappings, betrayals, corporate sabotage, and an empire built on secrets threaten to tear them apart before they even have a chance to come together. And when their enemies strike where it hurts the most—their son—Ethan and Sofia will learn that in a world of power and blood, family isn’t just a bond.
It’s a battlefield.
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Chapter: The Neon PulseAt the other end of the city the world began to unfold. O'Day clubhouse was alive, pulsing with a chaotic rhythm that seemed to shake the very walls. A thundering bassline rolled through the air, making the floor tremble beneath the press of a hundred feet. Flashes of neon light—reds, blues, and greens—spun wildly, cutting through the hazy darkness.The strobes created a glow, faces caught mid-laugh, bodies moving in sync with the music, hands high in abandon. The scent of sweat, alcohol, and faint cologne mingled together, defining the atmosphere. At the bar, tucked into a corner away from the mass of dancers, Jake sat on a high stool.The glow of the bar’s LED underlighting shone on his features, giving him a detached aura as he leaned slightly toward the beautiful woman who was identified as Ivana seated beside him. Though the roar of the music swallowed any chance of conversation, their body language spoke volumes. Jake gestured with a slight tilt of his glass, his lips curling i
Last Updated: 2025-04-26
Chapter: The Silence Of Loss The next day, Dr vanguard was faced with a group of reporters. At the front of the Vanguard Conglomerate Headquarters,a group of reporters, photographers and cameramen camped outside. Dr. Vanguard was seen earlier walking into the building and because of that the press had decided to wait outside hoping to get the chance to ask Dr. Vanguard some questions relating to his son's death.The news of Nathan Vanguard's death was a shock to the media and the corporate world. Nathan was a promising heir and the envy of other conglomerates in the city.His death had left a lot of questions hanging in the minds of people both wealthy and poor. There had been many conspiracy theories formulated concerning his death.Few minutes past,the large glass doors slid open as the frenzy of the reporters exploded.“Dr. Vanguard!” one reporter shouted, pushing her microphone forward trying to get answers from Dr. Vanguard which was her main aim. “Can you tell us if Nathan’s death was truly an accident?”“
Last Updated: 2025-04-14
Chapter: A Dose Of KetamineMeanwhile,back at the hospital’s hallway, Elias was sitting while patiently waiting for the autopsy results. Few minutes later, he was approached by a nurse.“Excuse me sir. Are you Mr. Elias by any chance?”Elias lifted his head,his eyes meeting hers. “Yes. I am,” he said. With a sigh of relief the nurse said “come with me. Dr. Brooklyn has the autopsy results.”Elias nodded, rising from his chair and walking alongside the petite nurse. Dr. Brooklyn’s office was a sanctuary of order. Wooden shelves lined the walls, stacked with thick medical journals and framed certificates. The desk stood polished, carefully decorated with a pen set, a leather-bound notebook, and a single framed photo of a young boy holding a kite.Brooklyn sat behind the desk, his chair positioned slightly toward the window, where the late afternoon sun struggled to pierce the closed blinds. Across from him, Elias stood with the poise of someone who knew bad news was coming. His tailored suit and carefully compose
Last Updated: 2025-04-08
Chapter: An Unconscious Heir“Make sure all documents for today's meeting are intact. I'll be there in a minute,” Nathan said, hanging up. He dropped his phone on the passenger seat next to him as he focused on his driving, holding the steering wheel firmly with his two hands.Nathan was heading to “Global Health City” headquarters. He had a meeting with some investors from Europe and Asia. Nathan pressured the accelerator so he wouldn't be late. In the middle of the drive, Nathan started to feel so hot. At first he ignored it whining down his windows to allow air in.As the drive continued he started sweating profusely wiping sweat from his forehead with the back of his hand. He released his ties with one of his hands while trying to focus on his driving. Things got to its climax when Nathan noticed he had started to feel dizzy—he was losing consciousness.Nathan wanted to park the car to avoid minor accidents. As he was about to park driving to the left,a huge lorry was coming,which he was unaware of. The lorry
Last Updated: 2025-04-01
Chapter: Dividends Of DustElon Reagan’s study smelled like dying roses and betrayal. The curtains were drawn, slicing sunlight into prison-bar stripes across the Persian rug. Brian’s left knee wouldn’t stop bouncing—tap-tap-tap—against the Chesterfield sofa.Jake focused on the oil painting behind their father’s desk: a 17th-century warship, sails billowing, cannons blazing. “The Reagan Legacy”. It had hung there since they were kids, back when “disappointment” still stung like a fresh slap. Elon didn’t sit. He never sat. He “loomed”, his shadow stretching over them like a gavel. “A police chase!” His voice was soft. Dangerous. “Through SoHo. Live-streamed by influencers.” Brian snorted. “Since when do you watch TikTok?” The decanter shattered before Jake even saw Elon move. Crystal shards skittered across the mahogany desk, bourbon bleeding into the rug. Jake flinched; Brian didn’t. “You think this is a joke?” Elon’s knuckles whitened on the chairback. “The board is demanding answers. Our stock dipped
Last Updated: 2025-03-26
Chapter: Smoke Before Fire“Am I interrupting?” Ethan’s voice sliced through the room like a guillotine. He leaned against the doorframe, all sharp edges and tailored arrogance—his brother’s smirk, his brother’s eyes, even the same damn cologne. “Jake”. The name clawed up my throat, bitter as old coffee. My nails dug into my palms under the table. Relief? Anger? I couldn’t decide. Ethan was a grenade with the pin pulled, but at least he’d shut down Dr. Kent’s slimy “negotiations.” “M-Mr. Reagan!” Dr. Kent shot up, knocking his chair backward with a clatter. His forehead glistened under the harsh lights, and his laugh came out strangled. “What an honor!” He’d been less jittery earlier, when his hand “accidentally” brushed my thigh under the table. The Reagan Group owned nearly half his company. One frown from Ethan, and the man’s life’s work would dissolve faster than sugar in rain. Ethan didn’t blink. He prowled forward, his polished shoes ticking like a countdown. “Dr. Kent,” he said, icy calm. “You’ve g
Last Updated: 2025-03-26
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