Sarah, a beautiful and charming young woman, is trapped in a toxic marriage with Alex, a controlling and abusive husband. One day, she witnesses a terrible thing. In despair she runs but her escape is cut short when she gets into a car accident. Luckily, she's rescued by a handsome billionaire, Ethan, who's immediately smitten with her. Ethan offers Sarah a contractual relationship: he'll keep her safe from Alex and provide for her in exchange for her help. His grandfather's company is in need of a new CEO, and Ethan needs Sarah to pretend to be his fiancée to impress the board of directors. Sarah agrees, and as they spend more time together, she falls deeply in love with Ethan. But just as things are going smoothly, a plot twist emerges: Ethan's grandfather's company is actually the same company that Alex works for, and Alex will stop at nothing to sabotage Ethan's chances of becoming CEO. As Sarah and Ethan navigate this treacherous landscape, they must confront their own feelings for each other and work together to outsmart Alex. In the end, they succeed in defeating Alex and securing Ethan's position as CEO. But the biggest surprise comes when Sarah discovers that she's actually the long-lost heiress to Ethan's grandfather's company, and she's the true rightful owner of the CEO position. With this revelation, Sarah and Ethan's relationship is put to the test. Will they be able to overcome the power dynamics and make their love work, or will their differences tear them apart?
View MoreSarah’s Point of view: The encounter made me tense. I had so many questions. What did Alex want? Why was he stalking me? Was he trying to intimidate me or was there something more sinister at play? As we drove away from the apartment, these questions swirled in my mind, making it hard to focus on the present moment. Ethan's concerned gaze and gentle touch only added to the turmoil inside me. Ethan noticed my inner turmoil and reached out to put a comforting hand on my knee. "Hey, what's wrong?" he asked, his voice soft with concern. I hesitated, unsure of how to respond. I didn't want to burden him with my problems, so I just shook my head and said, "Nothing. Let's just go." Ethan nodded, but I could tell he didn't believe me. He tried to start up conversations, asking me about my favorite books and movies, but I couldn't shake off the feeling of unease. I tried to answer with a chipper tone, but it wasn't really the same. As we arrived at the cafe, Ethan suggested we
Sarah’s Point of view:As I woke up to the warm sunlight streaming through my window, I felt a sense of excitement and renewal. I had been feeling stuck and uninspired lately, but today I was determined to shake things up and reignite my passion for painting. I decided to spend the day shopping for new art supplies, something I had been putting off for far too long.I arrived at the art store and was immediately struck by the vast array of colors and textures on display. I wandered the aisles, running my fingers over the brushes, canvases, and paints, feeling the familiar thrill of creativity stirring within me. I picked up a few necessities: a new set of high-quality brushes, a selection of vibrant acrylic paints, a sturdy easel to replace my old one, and a few canvases in different sizes.As I continued to explore the store, I stumbled upon a section dedicated to mixed media art. I had always been fascinated by the idea of combining different materials and techniques to create uniqu
Sarah’s Point of view:I closed the door behind me, feeling a mix of emotions. I had been having a great time with Ethan, but when he tried to kiss me, I just wasn't ready. I didn't know why, but it felt too soon, too sudden.I leaned against the door, trying to process what had just happened. I liked Ethan, I really did. But something had held me back from kissing him.I thought back to my past experiences, to Alex and the way he had hurt me. I realized that I was still carrying around that emotional baggage, and it was affecting my ability to connect with others.He betrayed my trust and left me in pieces from the marriage.I took a deep breath, trying to shake off the feelings of uncertainty. I needed to focus on myself, on my own healing and growth. I couldn't let my past define me.I pushed off from the door and walked over to the couch, collapsing onto the soft cushions. I grabbed a pillow and hugged it tightly, feeling a sense of comfort and security.I knew I needed to talk to
Ethan’s Point of view:Dinner with Sarah had been on my mind all day. I couldn't wait to see her and get to know her better. As I got ready, I found myself feeling more and more excited. I called her to confirm our plans, trying to sound casual despite the butterflies fluttering in my stomach."Hey Sarah, it's Ethan," I said when she answered. "Just wanted to confirm our plans for tonight. I was thinking...how about we try out that new Italian place downtown? I've heard great things about it.""Sounds perfect," she replied, her voice cheerful. "I love Italian food. What time were you thinking?"I suggested 7 o'clock, and we made plans to meet at the restaurant. As I hung up the phone, I couldn't help but feel a mix of excitement and nerves. Tonight was going to be a great opportunity to get to know Sarah better, and I didn't want to blow it.I spent the next few hours getting ready, trying on different shirts and pants, wanting to make a good impression. I finally settled on a simple
Sarah's Point of view:As I walked into the house, the aroma of Emily's cooking enveloped me, immediately lifting my spirits. I had just returned from the café, where I had run into Ethan, and I couldn't help but feel a sense of hope that I hadn't felt in a long time."Hey, Em!" I called out, dropping my bag onto the floor. "Something smells amazing in here!"Emily poked her head out of the kitchen, a flour-dusted apron wrapped around her waist. "Hey, girl! I'm making your favorite. How was your day?"I slid onto a stool at the counter, taking a deep breath as I tried to process everything that had happened. "It was...interesting," I said finally. "I had my lawyer appointment this morning, and then I ran into Ethan at the café."Emily's eyes widened. "Ethan? As in, the guy from the accident?”I nodded, feeling a flutter in my chest. "The same one. We talked for a bit, and...I don't know, Em. There's just something about him that makes me feel seen, you know?"Emily smiled knowingly
Sarah's Point of View:It was Wednesday.I sat nervously in Rachel's office, fidgeting with my hands as I gazed out the window at the gray sky. The rain pattered against the glass, casting a soothing melody that seemed to calm my racing thoughts. Rachel's office was cozy, with warm beige walls and plush furniture that made me feel like I was sitting in a friend's living room.Rachel herself was a warm and welcoming presence, with a kind face and a gentle smile. She leaned forward, her eyes locked on mine. "So, Sarah, tell me what's going on. What brings you here today?"I took a deep breath, trying to summarize the situation. "It's just...my marriage has been over for a long time," I said, my voice barely above a whisper. "I don't want to continue the marriage, and I think it's time to make it official."Rachel nodded sympathetically, her eyes never leaving mine. "I'm so sorry, Sarah. That can't have been an easy decision to make."I shook my head, feeling a lump form in my throat. "
Sarah's Point of view:Days turned into weeks, and I settled into a comfortable routine at Emily's place. We spent our days lounging on the couch, watching movies, and talking about everything and nothing. I was slowly starting to feel like myself again, like the weight of Alex's betrayal was slowly lifting off my shoulders.My plaster cast came off a week ago. It felt weird to finally have that thing off. My wrist was so stiff and weak. It was like learning to use my hand all over again. I kept forgetting it was there and bumped it into stuff.I remember how helpless I felt with that cast on. I couldn't do anything for myself. I had to rely on Emily for everything. It was super frustrating. But honestly, it also made me appreciate the little things I used to take for granted – like opening a door or tying my shoes.The exercises on the advice sheet that I had to do were a pain, but I guess they helped. The painkillers helped a lot, but I had to be careful not to get hooked on them. My
Ethan's Point of view:The warm sunlight streaming through the floor-to-ceiling windows of my office cast a golden glow on the sleek, modern furniture and the bustling city below. As COO of my family's company, I had grown accustomed to the trappings of success - the plush carpet, the polished wood, the hum of productivity. But on days like this, when the sun shone bright and the world felt full of possibility, I couldn't help but feel a sense of pride and accomplishment.I sat at my desk, scanning the latest financial reports, my mind focused on the numbers and strategies that would drive our company's success. The soft click of the keyboard, the rustle of papers, and the occasional ring of the phone created a soothing background melody, a symphony of productivity.Just then, Nora, my grandfather's assistant, knocked on the door, her gentle tap a subtle interruption to the rhythm of my work. "Ethan, your grandfather wants to see you," she said, her voice soft and deferential.I nodde
Sarah's Point of view:I couldn't believe I was finally going home! The hospital room had started to feel like a prison, and I was eager to get back to my normal life. Emily, my best friend, was by my side as Nurse Sabrina came in to give me my discharge instructions.Nurse Sabrina was the best nurse anyone could ask for, but I would not mind not seeing her every single day."Okay, Sarah, here's an advice sheet on exercises you should do every day to help speed up your recovery and a list of things to do and not do," she said, handing me two sheets of paper.I scanned the list, trying to take it all in. "No heavy lifting, no bending, no strenuous activity...got it.""And don't forget to take your meds as prescribed," Nurse Sabrina added."You'll need to wear your plaster cast until the broken bone heals. The skin under the cast may be itchy for a few days, but that should pass."Emily nodded, taking the list from me. "I'll make sure she follows the rules, Nurse."I rolled my eyes g
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