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~EVA'S POV~"I only wish you good luck on your new journey. Let me see your gown, please... Does it look like the one we ordered?" Brenda asked, her voice full of excitement, making me smile softly. A lump of emotion clogged my throat, and I could only nod in response."You will be the most beautiful bride," she added, and my cheeks flushed a light pink under her warm gaze.Brenda had been at my house since morning, helping me prepare for the wedding. I was beyond grateful. Thanks to Dad’s efforts and some divine intervention I didn’t have to step outside for anything. Everything I needed was brought directly to my father’s home. The dresses arrived in garment bags for me to choose from. The shoes were hand-delivered by the boutique. Even the hairstylist came to the house to style my hair, working magic on it until it fell in soft curls down my back."I will miss Dad. I will miss you. I will miss Aunty Sarah..." My voice trembled as I spoke, and I blinked hard to force the tears
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~DAMIEN'S POV~Within the hour, I found myself sending out messages to friends, business partners, even a few old acquaintances. Why not? The "chaste CEO" was finally getting married. It would definitely stir up some surprises. I smirked as my phone buzzed with replies filled with disbelief, congratulations, and nosy questions. I simply responded by sending the venue address: Sandro's Hotel, the luxury hotel I had just completed a few months ago.The big day had arrived. The day no one would ever dare to set me up on another blind date again.I drove to Mr. Huxley's mansion in my sleek new Bugatti Centodieci, the engine humming powerfully beneath me. As Adel pulled up to the grand entrance, I caught sight of her. Eva. My bride.She stepped gracefully toward the car, her long white dress sweeping across the ground like a gentle wave. Her makeup was flawless—elegant and subtle, enhancing her natural beauty rather than masking it. Exactly the way I liked it.A strange urge to
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EvaI jumped a little, feeling the sudden warmth of his mouth against mine. The kiss was brief—barely a brush—but it left the invisible seal of the bond trembling on my lips. He pulled away instantly, and the realization hit me hard: my very first kiss had just happened... at my wedding.How strange. I had always wondered how I lived such a chaste and boring life. Maybe it was because I was always buried under paperwork at the office, too focused on building a future that now felt so uncertain.The grandeur of the ceremony tried to mask the tension in the air, but I saw through it. I caught his brown eyes not filled with tenderness or excitement, but with something far more complicated. His gaze drifted briefly down my body, making me freeze in place. The sound of clapping and cheers from the audience finally pulled me back to the present. I forced a smile and subtly stepped away from him, ignoring the way my heart twisted painfully inside my chest.I swallowed hard under his heat
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EvaI opened my eyes slowly, feeling the faint hum of the plane’s landing gear beneath me. Damien sat stiffly by the window, his face turned away, gazing out at the runway lights as if I didn’t exist. Not once did he tilt his head in my direction. When the plane finally came to a stop at the airport, he shifted his focus , not to me but to a magazine he retrieved from the seat pocket in front of him. Every little gesture I made to capture his attention — a cough, a small nudge, even a sigh was completely ignored. It was as if I were invisible to him.After disembarking, we were ushered into a sleek black Suv that waited at the curb. The drive was silent, tense, and filled with an awkwardness that gnawed at my nerves. Soon, we pulled up in front of a stunning hotel bearing the name "Tenuta Miranda" etched elegantly across the entrance. The view took my breath away. It was one of the most enchanting places I had ever seen, almost like a dream pulled from a glossy magazine page.The ext
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Damien's POVAs the wedding reception reached its peak, Mr. Huxley pulled me aside with a pleased smile and handed me a thick envelope. Inside it was a ticket—our honeymoon package. My stomach tightened the moment I saw the elegant embossing of Italy on the golden card. I smiled politely, masking my discomfort, and offered a rehearsed excuse. “Thank you, sir, but I’d prefer to handle the honeymoon plans myself.” Of course, that was a lie. I hadn’t planned anything. I hadn’t even thought about what came after the vows. I never expected to go through with this marriage, let alone a honey moon. But he and my father were relentless, insisting that everything was arranged perfectly. “Don’t worry about a thing,” they said in chorus. “It’s all been taken care of. Just enjoy.” And now here we are. Trapped in the same hotel suite in Italy, with the uncomfortable tension of strangers who have been forced into a bond they didn’t choose.I sat at the edge of the bed, staring at her as she move
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Eva's pov 9:00 AM.There are men who seem to have it all; power, wealth, prestige, but the one thing they don’t have is rest. Damien is one of those men.I woke up with a jolt, my breathing ragged and chest rising and falling as though I had just escaped a nightmare. My eyes were puffy and dry, probably from staying up too late and crying without realizing it. I had tried not to fall asleep. I wanted to stay awake—to stay in control—but somewhere between the silence of the room and my own swirling thoughts, I must have dozed off.Sunlight leaked through the hotel’s sheer curtains, casting long shadows on the floor. The atmosphere was calm now, eerily so. I reached for my phone and checked the time.Across from the bed, Damien was seated on the sleek white couch, a silver Apple laptop balanced on the coffee table before him. His brows were furrowed, eyes glued to the screen, shoulders tense as if he were carrying the weight of the world. Even though I had fallen asleep long before he
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Eva’s POVThe suite was quiet . The kind of silence that presses against your ears, heavy and watchful. I stared at the three dresses laid out on the bed, each more extravagant than the last. velvet. Midnight blue silk. Gold sequins.All picked by Damien not me. Apparently, even my wardrobe was part of the arrangement.I chose the midnight blue one. It was elegant but simple, the kind of gown that didn’t scream for attention, but still turned heads. As I stepped into the walk-in closet and zipped it up, I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror.My makeup was flawless. My hair swept into soft waves. I looked… expensive. But I didn’t feel that way.Not when my heart was still sore from this morning. Not when I still heard Damien’s voice in my head like a cruel echo. “After the divorce, I doubt I’ll even remember your face.”I grabbed the silver heels from the box on the wardrobe and slipped them on just as the door creaked open.Damien stepped in.He wore a black tux, with a dark bo
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Eva’s POVThe suite was quiet . The kind of silence that presses against your ears, heavy and watchful. I stared at the three dresses laid out on the bed, each more extravagant than the last. velvet. Midnight blue silk. Gold sequins.All picked by Damien not me. Apparently, even my wardrobe was part of the arrangement.I chose the midnight blue one. It was elegant but simple, the kind of gown that didn’t scream for attention, but still turned heads. As I stepped into the walk-in closet and zipped it up, I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror.My makeup was flawless. My hair swept into soft waves. I looked… expensive. But I didn’t feel that way.Not when my heart was still sore from this morning. Not when I still heard Damien’s voice in my head like a cruel echo. “After the divorce, I doubt I’ll even remember your face.”I grabbed the silver heels from the box on the wardrobe and slipped them on just as the door creaked open.Damien stepped in.He wore a black tux, with a dark bo
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Eva's pov 9:00 AM.There are men who seem to have it all; power, wealth, prestige, but the one thing they don’t have is rest. Damien is one of those men.I woke up with a jolt, my breathing ragged and chest rising and falling as though I had just escaped a nightmare. My eyes were puffy and dry, probably from staying up too late and crying without realizing it. I had tried not to fall asleep. I wanted to stay awake—to stay in control—but somewhere between the silence of the room and my own swirling thoughts, I must have dozed off.Sunlight leaked through the hotel’s sheer curtains, casting long shadows on the floor. The atmosphere was calm now, eerily so. I reached for my phone and checked the time.Across from the bed, Damien was seated on the sleek white couch, a silver Apple laptop balanced on the coffee table before him. His brows were furrowed, eyes glued to the screen, shoulders tense as if he were carrying the weight of the world. Even though I had fallen asleep long before he
BARREN BILLIONAIRE'S EX WIFE, MOTHER OF TRIPLETS. Billionaire's marriage contract 20
Damien's POVAs the wedding reception reached its peak, Mr. Huxley pulled me aside with a pleased smile and handed me a thick envelope. Inside it was a ticket—our honeymoon package. My stomach tightened the moment I saw the elegant embossing of Italy on the golden card. I smiled politely, masking my discomfort, and offered a rehearsed excuse. “Thank you, sir, but I’d prefer to handle the honeymoon plans myself.” Of course, that was a lie. I hadn’t planned anything. I hadn’t even thought about what came after the vows. I never expected to go through with this marriage, let alone a honey moon. But he and my father were relentless, insisting that everything was arranged perfectly. “Don’t worry about a thing,” they said in chorus. “It’s all been taken care of. Just enjoy.” And now here we are. Trapped in the same hotel suite in Italy, with the uncomfortable tension of strangers who have been forced into a bond they didn’t choose.I sat at the edge of the bed, staring at her as she move
BARREN BILLIONAIRE'S EX WIFE, MOTHER OF TRIPLETS. Billionaire's marriage contract 19
EvaI opened my eyes slowly, feeling the faint hum of the plane’s landing gear beneath me. Damien sat stiffly by the window, his face turned away, gazing out at the runway lights as if I didn’t exist. Not once did he tilt his head in my direction. When the plane finally came to a stop at the airport, he shifted his focus , not to me but to a magazine he retrieved from the seat pocket in front of him. Every little gesture I made to capture his attention — a cough, a small nudge, even a sigh was completely ignored. It was as if I were invisible to him.After disembarking, we were ushered into a sleek black Suv that waited at the curb. The drive was silent, tense, and filled with an awkwardness that gnawed at my nerves. Soon, we pulled up in front of a stunning hotel bearing the name "Tenuta Miranda" etched elegantly across the entrance. The view took my breath away. It was one of the most enchanting places I had ever seen, almost like a dream pulled from a glossy magazine page.The ext
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EvaI jumped a little, feeling the sudden warmth of his mouth against mine. The kiss was brief—barely a brush—but it left the invisible seal of the bond trembling on my lips. He pulled away instantly, and the realization hit me hard: my very first kiss had just happened... at my wedding.How strange. I had always wondered how I lived such a chaste and boring life. Maybe it was because I was always buried under paperwork at the office, too focused on building a future that now felt so uncertain.The grandeur of the ceremony tried to mask the tension in the air, but I saw through it. I caught his brown eyes not filled with tenderness or excitement, but with something far more complicated. His gaze drifted briefly down my body, making me freeze in place. The sound of clapping and cheers from the audience finally pulled me back to the present. I forced a smile and subtly stepped away from him, ignoring the way my heart twisted painfully inside my chest.I swallowed hard under his heat
BARREN BILLIONAIRE'S EX WIFE, MOTHER OF TRIPLETS. Billionaire's marriage contract 17
~DAMIEN'S POV~Within the hour, I found myself sending out messages to friends, business partners, even a few old acquaintances. Why not? The "chaste CEO" was finally getting married. It would definitely stir up some surprises. I smirked as my phone buzzed with replies filled with disbelief, congratulations, and nosy questions. I simply responded by sending the venue address: Sandro's Hotel, the luxury hotel I had just completed a few months ago.The big day had arrived. The day no one would ever dare to set me up on another blind date again.I drove to Mr. Huxley's mansion in my sleek new Bugatti Centodieci, the engine humming powerfully beneath me. As Adel pulled up to the grand entrance, I caught sight of her. Eva. My bride.She stepped gracefully toward the car, her long white dress sweeping across the ground like a gentle wave. Her makeup was flawless—elegant and subtle, enhancing her natural beauty rather than masking it. Exactly the way I liked it.A strange urge to
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~EVA'S POV~"I only wish you good luck on your new journey. Let me see your gown, please... Does it look like the one we ordered?" Brenda asked, her voice full of excitement, making me smile softly. A lump of emotion clogged my throat, and I could only nod in response."You will be the most beautiful bride," she added, and my cheeks flushed a light pink under her warm gaze.Brenda had been at my house since morning, helping me prepare for the wedding. I was beyond grateful. Thanks to Dad’s efforts and some divine intervention I didn’t have to step outside for anything. Everything I needed was brought directly to my father’s home. The dresses arrived in garment bags for me to choose from. The shoes were hand-delivered by the boutique. Even the hairstylist came to the house to style my hair, working magic on it until it fell in soft curls down my back."I will miss Dad. I will miss you. I will miss Aunty Sarah..." My voice trembled as I spoke, and I blinked hard to force the tears
BARREN BILLIONAIRE'S EX WIFE, MOTHER OF TRIPLETS. Billionaire's marriage contract 15
~Eva's POV~I groaned as I grabbed my phone from the nightstand, scrolling through the articles I had saved about my fiancé. Page after page, all I saw were reports about his trading company, his business achievements, and his position on the Forbes list. Damien Alexandros went to great lengths to keep his personal life private—a nearly impossible feat considering the media was obsessed with him. I figured Adel, his ever-efficient assistant, must have played a major role in shielding him from the public eye.A heavy sigh escaped my lips as I wondered,if there is any other bride in the world who knows so little about the man she’s about to marry?Probably not. Maybe I was the only bride in the world walking into marriage half-blind.From what little information I did find, Damien was ranked among the third richest man in the United States. I zoomed into one of the few pictures of him I could find. Even through the tight, white turtleneck he wore, his statuesque figure was evident. Hi
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~Damian's pov~"Get the documents ready. I have to visit a client," I said to my secretary before walking out of my office without waiting for a response.Sliding into my sleek black Ferrari, I found my assistant already seated in the driver's seat, adjusting his glasses meticulously before turning on the ignition."Aren't you going to take a break for a while, sir?" Adel asked as he pulled into traffic. His voice carried a rare note of genuine concern, something I barely heard from anyone else these days.Everyone else in my life was only concerned about the company, the investments, the image, the growth But Adel? He actually cared if I was breathing or not. Probably because his salary depends on that. "I can't afford a break. We have important work to do," I replied curtly, my tone leaving no room for further discussion. Through the rearview mirror, I caught the brief glare he sent my way, but he wisely said nothing more. Adel knew better than to push further.We had history,
