His rule was simple: I was his substitute and would be his contract wife for two years with no strings attached. He would give me the respect and everything I want except his heart, for it belonged to his fiancĂ©e abroad. But I want more; I want his heart. So I confessed my love to him. He divorced me for breaking the rules. Now a turn of events after our divorce lands me in his bed. I thought I was safe since he didn't see me the next day before I left. But after a month, I realized a seed was planted that night. What should I do?Â
àžàžčàčàžàžŽàčàžĄàčàžàžŽàžĄIt was a few minutes past midnight when the door of the enormous living room opened. Simona, who was sitting on the sofa in the living room dressed in a flimsy black nightgown, stood up on hearing her husband's familiar voice speaking, seemingly on the phone, and judging by the gentleness of his voice, it was obvious who he was speaking to.
Acting like the fact that her husband, even though it was a contract marriage, was conversing with his first love at that hour didn't hurt, she tried to push those thoughts aside. Taking a deep breath, she approached him, her heart beating nervously as she reached for his bag, a small attempt to improve the growing distance between them. âYouâre late again. Busy at work?â Simona asked, her voice calm yet laced with an underlying tension. She knew that without her interruption, Adrian wouldnât abandon the conversation that had completely absorbed his attention. Adrian glanced at Simona for the first time since he got home. His gaze traced the curves of her body, letting it linger briefly on her nightgown which left nothing to the imagination, before settling into her piercing blue eyes. A hint of distraction lingered in his expression, but he quickly masked it and said. âMy love, let me get back to you. I just got home.â His tone was prompt yet affectionate. âOkay, honey, is that Simona? Please say hi to her for me,â came Helena's soft and fragile voice from the phone. Since it was midnight and all the staff were asleep, the house was completely silent. So, Simona, hearing Helena's words, couldn't help but roll her eyes. However, Adrian, who was still looking at Simona's face, nodded absentmindedly, his fingers moving deftly as he hung up and slipped the phone into his pocket, finally tuning in to the woman standing before him. Then, unexpectedly, he leaned in slightly, his rich brown eyes glistening as he asked Simona a question that caught her off guard, sending a jolt of surprise through her. âDo you love me?â he asked, the sincerity in his voice momentarily shattering the tension that hung in the air between them. Simona's eyes searched Adrian's face, a mix of uncertainty and hope shining in them. She stood there, still; her breath was caught in her throat, and her heart was beating rapidly. âWas it a trick? Or was he really interested in knowing her feelings because he finally started to love her too?â Simona contemplated. Her answer was as bright as day; she loves Adrian Adams with all her heart, and it has been so since high school. âBut what if telling him her feelings changes everything? He himself had told her not to fall in love with him? But what if taking the risk now might turn out better than expected?â âYes, Adrian, I love you; I really do; I never stopped. I fell in love with you the first time I saw you; you know that." Simona confessed, and it felt like a burden had been lifted off her shoulders. She did it; she finally told Adrian she loves him. âWhat about you? Do you love me too?â Simona asked, holding Adrian's gaze. However, he smirked and passed a hand through his messy hair and said. âLet's get a divorce.â âWhatâŠ?â Simona said, reaching for his hand, but he pulled away from her touch and took his briefcase from her. He opened and pulled out an envelope, which he slammed on the table harshly and said, âSign it.â âNo, no, Adrian, you tricked me! You asked if I loved you, and I answered. You can't divorce me,â Simona said, her hands clutching her head in frustration as adrenaline rushed through her. âI can, and I'm doing it. Youâve become so clingy; itâs suffocating!â Adrian growled. âBut I'm your wife,â Simona implored, her voice trembling with a mix of anxiety and desperation. âI canât help but worry about you. But if itâs what you truly want, I can step back and stop interfering in your affairs. I wonât even wait for you to come home, but please donât ask me for a divorce! I canât bear the thought of you divorcing me! I love you." She took a careful step back, maintaining a cautious distance between them, feeling the weight of her emotions. The last thing she wanted was to suffocate him again by being too close. The fear of losing him was larger than ever; it loomed over her like a dark cloud, and she bit her lip, attempting to hold back her tears. She couldn't imagine her life without him. She couldnât lose himânot now. They still haven't had sex; she was planning to trap him with pregnancy. She harbored a secret hope of winning Adrian's heart through the promise of a child. So she was happy when he added in the agreement they would have sex, but with no strings attached. However, after their marriage, the disheartening reality set inâhe never reached for her, leaving her longing and confused in the silence of their bedroom. She knows her expectations were too high for a contract marriage. But he remained a distant figure, never once taking her in his arms or initiating a touch. So she began to seduce him; at times she hid in the bathroom naked and waited for him to return home and walked out naked, making it look as if it was a coincidence, but he never even spared her a glance. Simona had noticed the changes in Adrian's attitude a month ago, which prompted her to hasten her efforts to seduce him. She thought that if she succeeded in seducing him to have sex with her, if he were to ask for a divorce, she would be pregnant or could claim to be pregnant. However, now that he was actually asking for a divorce and she was not pregnantâand couldnât pretend to be since they hadnât been intimateâshe felt completely lost about how to salvage their marriage. Simonaâs heart ached with unspoken frustration; a wave of sadness washed over her as she stood there, grappling, caught between her love for him and the harsh reality. âI want it signed by morning,â Adrian said, walking away, but stopped and said, âI didn't trick you; my rule was simple: don't fall in love with me, and you broke it. You of all people should know I hate people who break the rules; you were my secretary for 3 years." With that, he walks away, leaving Simona alone in the room. Simona dropped onto the sofa; she wanted to cry but couldn't even get the emotions to come out; it seemed her tears were too sad to flow. ~~~ After an hour of sitting silently by herself, she looked at the envelope lying on the center table. She reached for it and pulled out the papers and began going through them. There was an alimony of 50 million; she reached for the pen inside the envelope and wrote, plus 50 million, and signed the papers. She stood up after putting the papers back inside the envelope and went to their room. On reaching the bedroom, she saw Adrian wearing a black shirt, gray sweatpants, and wet hair seated behind his desk working on his monitor. She approached him and put the document on the desk and turned to leave, but Adrian spoke, stopping her in her tracks. âI told you to sign it, not return it intact without signing it; you have till morning to get it signed.â Simona stood there looking at Adrian's handsome face as he spoke, her heart doing somersault in her chest. She loves him so much it hurts. And her damn tears were now threatening to fall. She looked up, biting her lips. She didn't want to cry in front of Adrian; she didn't want him to see her weak, no. âI've already signed it,â Simona said with a straight face. âWhat?â Adrian asked, almost choking on his saliva. âWas Simona playing with him? He knows how scheming she is; was she playing hard to get?â at the thought he pulled out the papers, just as Simona said. "I, um, added 50 million to the alimony, making it 100; I think 50 is less.â Adrian went through the papers and laughed and said, âYou are finally showing your true colors. I knew you were after my money all along. How come you didn't even cry when I asked you for a divorce, but you demanded more money?â "Maybe it's because I promise my dad at my mom's grave I won't cry again,â Simona said with an air of nonchalance. âYour mom is dead?â Adrian said sarcastically with a smile, but seeing Simona's expression, he realized she wasn't lying, but before he could speak, his phone on the desk rang, interrupting him. âWhat is it?â âSir, we have an emergency with the merchandise at the port.â âOkay,â Adrian said, standing up and hung up the call. He walked into the closet and came out a few minutes later, dressed professionally. His gaze lingered on Simona for a few seconds. He found himself wanting to tell her to wait for him, but he mentally smacked himself at his unusual emotion and walked out, leaving Simona alone in their huge bedroom. Simona walked into the closet and started packing her belongings, her mind racing back to the day Adrian asked her to become his contract wife.âDid you miss me?ââAdrian? What⊠are you doing?â Anna stuttered, taking slow steps backward when Adrian began to stalk toward her.âI miss you, and I just want to spend some quality time with you." Adrian declared and demanded, "Tell me you feel the same." âAdrian, I... you are scaring me. This is the women's restroom; why are you here? Did you come to spy on women?â Anna asked, and Adrian frowned, his heart constricting from the pain of her words. How could she even think that of him? He wasn't a freak, and he would never stoop so low. Even though he was hurt, he forced a laugh and asked, hurt apparent in his eyes, âIs that what you think of me?â Anna shook her head, seeing the pain in his eyes. She had wanted to say something to distract him; she didn't intend to hurt or insult him.âNo, but I was curious. Why are you here?â Adrian's hands launched forward, seizing her by the shoulder as he demanded, his voice husky.âDo you love him?ââAdrian, let go of me!â Anna exclaimed.âNo,
It was a few minutes past 8 p.m. when Patrick made his way out of his office, but he frowned when he saw the light coming from Anna's office. He approached, and there she was, still working. He knocked on the door, and she asked him to enter. âWhy are you still here?â Anna asked him, and he responded curtly. âI should be asking you that. Why are you here?â âI just thought I could finish. It is left with..." Anna was saying, but Patrick cut her off. âLet's go. I will take you home, and that's final.â Anna didn't even try to object to Patrick, since he had decided nothing she said would be taken seriously by him, that anything that involves her well-being. But her words are finally, when it has to do with the company. Anna closed her laptop and reached for her bag. She circled her desk as Patrick made an after-you gesture with his hand; she smiled and took the lead. ~~~ Trying to lighten up the mood from the suffocating silence in the car, Patrick turned on the radio. However, the
Adrian was in his car waiting for the traffic light when his gaze moved to the car beside his car. His heart skipped a frantic beat when he saw Anna in the car. Her eyes were closed as she rested. âAnnaâŠâ he muttered softly as he watched her through the tinted window of his car. He only snapped out of his trance when the car she was in drove off and the horns of other cars sounded from behind him. He stepped on the accelerator and began to follow the car, making sure he kept a safe distance from her. After tailing her for almost 30 minutes, he saw the car take a turn, and he slowly approached the turn. However, he stopped his car the moment he turned and saw Aiden walking toward the car and knocking on it. With his body trembling with anger, he watched as Anna got out and began speaking to Aiden. But then she kissed him. She fucking kissed Aiden. Tears fell down his face as he reached to open the door and go there and beat the hell out of Aiden for touching what was his! But he sto
âIsn't that your jerk ex-husband?â Diana asked, looking at the man she believed to be Adrian. âAdrianâŠâ Anna drawled, her forehead creasing with confusion. âHow did Adrian find me?â But Anna shook her head, seeing the tattoos visible on the man's exposed chest, giving him a dangerous aura. âNo, that's Aiden, my ex-husband's twin brother and the one I fell in love with.â Just as Aiden turned towards their approaching car, she flattened the seat, lying flat, intending to hide, but Aiden smiled, approached Anna's side of the car window, and gently knocked on it when the car came to a stop near him. Anna turned to find him looking at her with an arrogant grin plastered on his face, and she rolled her eyes, frowning at his expression. 'How dare he? After abandoning her, how dare he show his face to her twice in a single day?â âWon't you speak to him?â Diana asked, and Anna abruptly sat up, her lips pulled into a pout, and she opened the door, purposely hitting Aiden. The corner of Aid
Diana woke up to Harold's manly scent infiltrating her nostrils, and his firm arms wrapped around her as he held her to his chest; a profound smile appeared on her lips, but then she recalled the reason why they made love the previous night.She found out her parents had arranged her marriage when she visited them. That's why she started kissing Harold the moment she returned and saw him in the living room. âGood morning, my love,â Harold said, pulling Diana out of her thoughts. She looked up and smiled, not realizing there were tears in her eyes. âMy love, why are you crying?â Harold asked, cupping her cheek; she hit his hand away angrily and sat up. Harold sat up and wrapped his arms around her from behind and demanded softly.âWas I too rough? Did I hurt you?â Diana shook her head and replied,âNo, I'm sorry I lost it. I know I'm not supposed to be mad at you, but it hurts.â âI'm sorry, love, I will prepare you a hot bath and then apply some ointment.ââNo, I'm fine. My parents a
âAnna?â Aiden muttered, his voice barely above a whisper. Surprise visible on his face as he looked at Anna standing at the entrance, rising to his feet, he walked toward her, pausing behind Adrian. âAnna? What are you doing here?â he inquired, his voice filled with confusion. Anna, glancing at Adrian's face, tilted her head to the side and peered over his shoulder, her eyes widening in disbelief as she spotted another Adrian standing there, his gaze now locked on her. âWhat is happening?â Anna whispered, her voice barely above a breath as her knees buckled, She turned slowly, curiosity etching her features as she faced Adrian, who stood with an air of unease in front of her. âMeet my twin brother, Aiden,â Adrian began, noticing the confusion on Anna's face as she looked between the two of them, her brow furrowed in confusion. âHe's actually Adrian, and I'm Aiden,â Adrian added. âWhat are you saying...?â Anna's voice trailed off, disbelief lacing her tone. âAnna? What are you doin
Adrian looked up at Anna's face when she moaned and was surprised to find her looking down at his erect dick. He felt blood rush through his veins as his dick jerked up. Without wasting time, he approached Anna and swiftly lifted her by the waist, and she wrapped her legs around him in anticipation. He pinned her to the wall, his hand reaching for his hard dick as he plunged it into her. âAaah!â Anna moaned, her lips parted as she rested her forehead against Adrian's, as she wrapped her hands around his neck. Adrian grunted, his breath ragged as his grip on Anna tightened and he began thrusting into her sweet pussy deliciously. âSo good, faster please!â Anna moaned loudly, feeling her orgasm already coursing through her. âYour wish is my command!â Adrian groaned hoarsely as he increased his pace. Thrusting faster and deeper. âFuck, fuck, Adrian I'm cummingâŠ!!â Anna cried, her body trembling and tense as she felt weak. She tightened her grasp on Adrian. âSpoil me, Anna. Cum on my
The grand living room door of the Adams family mansion swung open, and the sound of footsteps approaching caught the attention of Chairman Adams, who was seated on the sofa working on some calligraphy letter. He put the pen he had just dipped in ink on the pen holder and turned to look over his shoulder to see who had arrived. âWhat are you doing here?â Chairman Adams asked, his face grumpy as he looked at his grandson walking toward him. âGrandfather?â Aiden said, a smirk on his lips as he came and stood in front of his grandfather, âIs that how you welcome your favorite grandson after ten years?â Chairman Adams abruptly stood, surprise etched on his face. âYou are Aiden?â he asked, and Aiden smirked and replied, âDo we look that identical?â a playful smile on his face. âOh, my grandson,â Chairman Adams said, pulling Aiden into his arms. âYou have done well, my boy; you did a great job,â he said, pulling away and looking at Aiden's face and saying, âCome sit beside Grandfath
Anna bit her lips as she tried to hold back the moans that were threatening to escape her lips. She wasn't supposed to enjoy this; she was mad at him for fucking Helena. She also was mad at him for killing his own child because of Helena. And lastly, because she is supposed to be in pain, what if Adrian realized she was well and didn't have an abortion? âAhhh!â Anna cried out of pleasure when Adrian thrust his dick into her. She looked at him, and he grinned, held her hips, and pulled her to him and began thrusting into her. âFuck! Fuck!â he cursed, throwing his head back, relishing the feel of finally entering her after so long. Looking down at Anna's crimson face, her jiggling, full breasts, and moans as he pounded his beast into her tight pussy ruthlessly. He missed this; this is what he wanted; he got addicted after tasting her just once. âAdrianâŠ!â Anna moaned his name as she fisted the sheet, her back arching as she began to move her hips to meet his rough thrusts. After all,
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