Hayes' POVI watched Bianca admire the designer clothes, I couldn't help the feeling inside me of wanting to own and protect her. She looked absolutely stunning, her eyes sparkling with excitement as she touched the luxurious fabrics. I reminded myself that she was only temporary in my life, a means to an end. But it was hard to shake off the feeling that I wanted her to stay. I found myself smiling at her involuntarily, I didn’t understand what I was feeling but I was sure as hell that I felt something.I walked up to her, my eyes scanning the racks of clothes. "Find anything you like?" I asked nicely in a low and smooth tone.Bianca turned to me with a cute smile on her face. "Yes, I love this dress," she said, holding up a beautiful red gown.I smiled, reaching out to touch the fabric. But as I did, I overheard the women behind us gossiping."Who is she?" one of them asked. “She looks a little too basic for him.""I know, right?" the other woman replied. "I heard she's not from
Bianca's POV The conference room's sterile air seemed to suffocate me as I absorbed the blow. 'Terminated.' The word, as written on my sack letter reverberated in my mind like a death knell. My body felt drained, my thoughts racing with frantic questions. I stood transfixed, my gaze locked on the vacant space where my boss had stood moments before. So this is it?My life's work, the project I'd dedicated five years of relentless passion and innovation to, had been ruthlessly seized from me. The devastating blow was compounded by my abrupt termination from the company, without even a whisper of recognition for my tireless efforts. Countless sleepless nights, endless hours of refinement, and unwavering devotion – all discarded like yesterday's trash. The weight of betrayal and loss suffocated me, as my masterpiece slipped through my fingers, leaving me with nothing but shattered dreams and wasted potential.The manager's words still rang in my head, his words cutting through me like a
Bianca's POV I stared at the picture, my face bleaching of color and my mind reeled in horror, trying to make sense of it all but there was no denying the gravity of the situation going on. The picture– intimate, raw and exposing– was everywhere, spreading like wildfire. I had no idea it was Hayes Caldwell when I met him. I just wanted to take my mind off my burden and now I have bought myself a way bigger problem with someone influential and powerful, someone who had so much to lose. And to make things worse, our kissing pictures were all over the country. It would be really difficult now to take them down even if he wanted to since each had millions of views already. And judging by the look of fury in his eyes, I could tell he wasn't taking this lightly. He stared at me with suspicion and it made my heart shrink. “I didn't do this,” I said, my voice trembling. “I don't know how this got out.” Hayes narrowed his eyes, pacing back and forth at the foot of the bed. His j
Title: An Heir?Hayes' POVI paced across my office after getting to work shortly, my phone pressed against my ear as my father's voice boomed from the other end of the line. My father, Charles Caldwell was never one for pleasantries or idle conversation. When he called, it was strictly about business, or in this case, damage control. “Explain this mess to me, Hayes,” he demanded. “You are all over the news and I don't see it related to business. What is going on?” I clenched my jaw tightly, searching for what to say. My father's irritation didn't fail to reach me and it wasn't like I didn't know what to say immediately, but it wouldn't make the situation any better than it already was. The photo, the media storm– it was a PR nightmare and I knew it wouldn't take long before they caught wind of it. “I'm handling it.” I replied calmly. “Handling it?” his tone sharpened. “By what? announcing you two are actually engaged without telling us about this first? You think that would solve
Marriage? Wait, what?Bianca's POV My heart was racing after Mrs. Caldwell's words. She wanted me to have a baby just to prove our relationship was real? It sounded crazy, but I knew I couldn't say that. I had to stay calm and keep up the act.I was thinking quickly, trying to understand why she wanted this. Was it a test or just a way to secure the family's future? Whatever the reason, I knew I had to be careful not to ruin everything.I glanced at Hayes whose expression remained unreadable. Was all this not fazing him at all? If he had expected all this then we should have talked about it before our arrival. My palm grew clammy, and I clasped them tightly in my lap. How did I go from losing my job to being in this ridiculous and impossible situation? Engaged to a stranger, and now expected to produce an heir in order to do what? Keep thier reputation intact?“Excuse me?” I finally managed to say, my voice low but firm. “What if we aren’t ready yet?” I asked.Mrs Caldwell's smile d
Bianca’s POV I slammed the passenger door shut, fury coursing through my veins as I buckled my seatbelt. Who does he think I am? Proposing marriage to a contract girlfriend in such a ridiculous way, and in front of his parents! Oh no! Regret washed over me. I should have never gone to that bar. I should have gritted my teeth and borne the consequences of my boss's wrath. But no, I let loose with just one shot, two shots, three shots... and ended up in a stranger's bed. Becoming his pretend girlfriend in exchange for paying off my debts was bad enough, but marrying him? Unthinkable!" Hayes didn’t bat an eyelid, his gaze fixed intently on the car radio buttons as he searched for his preferred station. His nonchalance only fueled my irritation. "You have completely ruined my life, Hayes," I yelled at him, my voice filled with frustration and fury. "You've reduced me from a normal girl to a public gold digger. How delusional of you to think that I'd actually marry you?" Hayes pause
I’ll buy the entire company Hayes POVI glared at my phone as it rang persistently, the screen flashing my mother's name for what felt like the hundredth time that day. I had no intention of answering. She was a master of manipulation, and I wasn't in the mood for her theatrics.All I knew was that she wanted to grill me about Bianca, my new fiancée. We'd been engaged for only a few days, and already the drama was suffocating. My mother's relentless questioning was exhausting."Can't she just leave me alone?" I muttered, frustration simmering beneath the surface.When my phone refused to silence, I shut it off, severing the annoying connection.No sooner had I done so than my assistant, Alex, walked in, his expression apologetic. "Sir, I'm afraid your schedule for the day has been cleared."My eyes narrowed. "Who authorized that?"Alex hesitated before responding, "Your mother, sir. She insisted that you needed a day to...reassess your priorities."I slammed my fist on the desk, incr
Bianca’s POVI stood outside my small apartment, looking up at the building. I was going to miss this place so dearly. Even if it wasn't much, it was still my home. The place I come back to after the day's hurdles. The walls were painted a dull gray, and the windows were small, but it was cozy. I had lived here for three years, and it was where I had built my life. Leaving didn't feel right in any way, at least not yet, but then… I have created a mess and I have to clean it up.Just then, Hayes pulled up in his sleek, black car and got out. He was wearing a pair of dark jeans and a white shirt that accentuated his broad shoulders. His hair was perfectly messy, and his eyes sparkled in the sunlight.“What are you doing?” I asked, surprised. I wasn't expecting him here. He stared at me and smiled softly. Gosh! He looked breathtaking! A part of me wants to stay mad at him so bad for getting us into this situationship but his cute face and well built body wouldn’t let me stay mad. "I'll
Hayes' POVI watched Bianca admire the designer clothes, I couldn't help the feeling inside me of wanting to own and protect her. She looked absolutely stunning, her eyes sparkling with excitement as she touched the luxurious fabrics. I reminded myself that she was only temporary in my life, a means to an end. But it was hard to shake off the feeling that I wanted her to stay. I found myself smiling at her involuntarily, I didn’t understand what I was feeling but I was sure as hell that I felt something.I walked up to her, my eyes scanning the racks of clothes. "Find anything you like?" I asked nicely in a low and smooth tone.Bianca turned to me with a cute smile on her face. "Yes, I love this dress," she said, holding up a beautiful red gown.I smiled, reaching out to touch the fabric. But as I did, I overheard the women behind us gossiping."Who is she?" one of them asked. “She looks a little too basic for him.""I know, right?" the other woman replied. "I heard she's not from
Bianca’s POVHayes was kissing me and I felt immediately wet down there. At first, I was reluctant, unsure of whether or not I wanted to do this. But when his lips brushed mine, I felt my body tingle, a burning craving cramming my veins.Hayes' hands wandered over my body, his fingers drafting the arcs of my waist, my hips, and my breasts. I felt a shudder run down my spine as he touched me, his caresses sending ripples of pleasure through my body.“Uhmm,” I moaned gently, clutching his shirt tightly.As we kissed, Hayes' tongue footed with mine, the sensation sending sparks gliding through my veins. I felt myself thawing into his touch, my body responding to his every caress.Hayes' hands moved up to my breasts, his fingers stroking my nipples, sending jolts of satisfaction throughout my body. I moaned softly, the sensation overwhelming me."Bianca," Hayes whispered, his voice husky with fascination. "You're so beautiful, everything about you turns me on."I felt a flush rise to my c
Bianca’s POVI stood quietly, watching Hayes and his mom argue. I didn't want to get involved, so I kept my mouth shut.But inside, I was feeling trapped. Just a week ago, I was free to do what I wanted. Now, I'm stuck in a fake marriage with someone I barely know. And to make things worse, I'm supposed to have a baby with him too. I feel like I'm in big trouble.Hayes' mum turned to me. “What do you think about my idea Bianca?” she asked, wearing a smile.I hesitated, unsure of how to respond. I knew that agreeing with her would only fuel Hayes' anger, but disagreeing with her might make her doubt my commitment to Hayes. I decided to play it safe."I think it's a wonderful idea, ma'am," I said, trying to sound sincere. "However, I believe Hayes and I should discuss this further and come to a mutual decision."Hayes' mother raised an eyebrow, her expression skeptical. "I see," she said. "Well, I hope you're not just saying that to placate me, Bianca. I expect great things from you and
Hayes POVI lay in bed, thinking about Bianca and our situation. We had slept in separate bedrooms, which wasn't what the contract stated but I just let her since it was her first day. Just then, the thought of our one night stand rushed through my mind. Gosh! My stomach just tickled. “I’m not in love with her! she’s just a stranger!” I said to myself, patting my cheeks. I mustn’t let her know how I feel.A knock on my door tugged me back to reality. “Come in,” I said gently. "Sir, your mother is here to see you," one of the maids notified me, looking nervous. I was shocked. What was my mother doing here? I scurried out of bed and into Bianca's room.I knocked on the door, but it unfurled slightly as if it hadn't been closed properly. I slipped inside, finding Bianca fast asleep. Her hair cascaded down her face, partially covering it, but her pink, glossy lips and fresh skin were still visible. She was lying on top of the duvet, wearing a very short nightgown that exposed her legs.
Bianca’s POVI stood outside my small apartment, looking up at the building. I was going to miss this place so dearly. Even if it wasn't much, it was still my home. The place I come back to after the day's hurdles. The walls were painted a dull gray, and the windows were small, but it was cozy. I had lived here for three years, and it was where I had built my life. Leaving didn't feel right in any way, at least not yet, but then… I have created a mess and I have to clean it up.Just then, Hayes pulled up in his sleek, black car and got out. He was wearing a pair of dark jeans and a white shirt that accentuated his broad shoulders. His hair was perfectly messy, and his eyes sparkled in the sunlight.“What are you doing?” I asked, surprised. I wasn't expecting him here. He stared at me and smiled softly. Gosh! He looked breathtaking! A part of me wants to stay mad at him so bad for getting us into this situationship but his cute face and well built body wouldn’t let me stay mad. "I'll
I’ll buy the entire company Hayes POVI glared at my phone as it rang persistently, the screen flashing my mother's name for what felt like the hundredth time that day. I had no intention of answering. She was a master of manipulation, and I wasn't in the mood for her theatrics.All I knew was that she wanted to grill me about Bianca, my new fiancée. We'd been engaged for only a few days, and already the drama was suffocating. My mother's relentless questioning was exhausting."Can't she just leave me alone?" I muttered, frustration simmering beneath the surface.When my phone refused to silence, I shut it off, severing the annoying connection.No sooner had I done so than my assistant, Alex, walked in, his expression apologetic. "Sir, I'm afraid your schedule for the day has been cleared."My eyes narrowed. "Who authorized that?"Alex hesitated before responding, "Your mother, sir. She insisted that you needed a day to...reassess your priorities."I slammed my fist on the desk, incr
Bianca’s POV I slammed the passenger door shut, fury coursing through my veins as I buckled my seatbelt. Who does he think I am? Proposing marriage to a contract girlfriend in such a ridiculous way, and in front of his parents! Oh no! Regret washed over me. I should have never gone to that bar. I should have gritted my teeth and borne the consequences of my boss's wrath. But no, I let loose with just one shot, two shots, three shots... and ended up in a stranger's bed. Becoming his pretend girlfriend in exchange for paying off my debts was bad enough, but marrying him? Unthinkable!" Hayes didn’t bat an eyelid, his gaze fixed intently on the car radio buttons as he searched for his preferred station. His nonchalance only fueled my irritation. "You have completely ruined my life, Hayes," I yelled at him, my voice filled with frustration and fury. "You've reduced me from a normal girl to a public gold digger. How delusional of you to think that I'd actually marry you?" Hayes pause
Marriage? Wait, what?Bianca's POV My heart was racing after Mrs. Caldwell's words. She wanted me to have a baby just to prove our relationship was real? It sounded crazy, but I knew I couldn't say that. I had to stay calm and keep up the act.I was thinking quickly, trying to understand why she wanted this. Was it a test or just a way to secure the family's future? Whatever the reason, I knew I had to be careful not to ruin everything.I glanced at Hayes whose expression remained unreadable. Was all this not fazing him at all? If he had expected all this then we should have talked about it before our arrival. My palm grew clammy, and I clasped them tightly in my lap. How did I go from losing my job to being in this ridiculous and impossible situation? Engaged to a stranger, and now expected to produce an heir in order to do what? Keep thier reputation intact?“Excuse me?” I finally managed to say, my voice low but firm. “What if we aren’t ready yet?” I asked.Mrs Caldwell's smile d
Title: An Heir?Hayes' POVI paced across my office after getting to work shortly, my phone pressed against my ear as my father's voice boomed from the other end of the line. My father, Charles Caldwell was never one for pleasantries or idle conversation. When he called, it was strictly about business, or in this case, damage control. “Explain this mess to me, Hayes,” he demanded. “You are all over the news and I don't see it related to business. What is going on?” I clenched my jaw tightly, searching for what to say. My father's irritation didn't fail to reach me and it wasn't like I didn't know what to say immediately, but it wouldn't make the situation any better than it already was. The photo, the media storm– it was a PR nightmare and I knew it wouldn't take long before they caught wind of it. “I'm handling it.” I replied calmly. “Handling it?” his tone sharpened. “By what? announcing you two are actually engaged without telling us about this first? You think that would solve