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
View MoreAdrian, after exiting the bedroom, went to the kitchen and instructed the maids to prepare something soft for Anna; he had heard her stomach rumbling on their way to his house. He made his way toward the living room, and just then his phone began to ring again. He pulled it out and saw it was Michael calling.âWhat is it?â âSir, I just noticed an email that arrived this morning. After four long years, Iris has finally replied to us. She mentioned that she will be at the company by noon to discuss the details of our endorsement.â âThat's great; make arrangements for her arrival; Iâll be there shortly.â With that, he ended the call and tucked the phone into his pocket, a renewed sense of urgency propelling within him as he strode out, forgetting about Anna being cuffed to his bed.~~~ Adams corp. ~~~A-line corporation.It was a few minutes past noon when Michael and Linda, who were waiting in front of the company to welcome Iris, New York's most renowned fashion designer, exchanged g
Adrian's car came to a screeching halt in his driveway. He got out of the car, slamming the door shut as he circled it and opened Anna's side of the door. However, Anna, being the spoiled brat, looked away from him angrily, her lips pulled int a pout, and she crossed her arms over her chest. Adrian smirked; he leaned in and unfastened her seatbelt as he deliberately brushed his nose on her cheek, letting out a haggard breath. Anna's heart skipped a beat as goosebumps erupted on her skin, feeling Adrian's warm breath fan her face. Just then, she felt herself being lifted, and she reflexively wrapped her arms around his neck. She remained quiet, her heart racing as Adrian made his way into the house. The moment they entered the bedroom, Anna trembled, feeling a sudden chill down her spine. She looked up to find Adrian staring down at her with a dark venomous glare. He walked to the bed and sat her on it. Without saying a word, he turned, walking into the closest. Immediately the clo
The door to Chairman Adams' private ward opened, and Adrian walked in, followed by Michael. Chairman Adams, who had been browsing through his phone with a wide grin on his face, expression quickly switched to a startled one as he tried to hide his device. However, he gave up, knowing his grandson had already seen through his facade.âWhat?â Chairman Adams asked half-defensively.âGrandfather, please tell me youâre not pretending to be ill again,â Adrian said, frowning deeply.âYes, I am. I wanted to see my grandson. Have you forgotten that I have two grandsons?â Chairman Adams replied in a grumpy tone. Adrian pinched the bridge of his nose and shut his eyes, trying to calm himself. âGrandfather, it has been ten yearsâten fucking long years. Please try to forget about him! He himself said he wouldnât be coming back, and we should forget about him. Why wonât you grant him his wish?â Adrian said, frustration evident in his voice. He was exhausted by his grandfather's constant troubles.
~ One month later ~ âMiss Moore, I suggest you take a break now; it's a few minutes past midnight. You didn't go home yesterday either; I'm worried; you lied to your dad about staying in a hotel when you're working.â Patrick scolded."Okay, fine,â Annastasia said, finally giving up, unable to take more of Patrick's scolding. She thought she had her dad off her back, but Patrick was worse than her dad. Turning around, Anastasia saw Simona fast asleep on her desk, and she sighed. She has been immersed in completing her draft sample; she ignored her employees' feelings. She walked over to Simona and patted her on the shoulder.âMadam!â Simona said, standing up abruptly. Anastasia smiled and said, "Pack up; I will drop you off."âThank you for your kindness, madam, but I will get a cab.â Simona said, and Anastasia raised an eyebrow at her. âOkay, I will get my bag.â Anastasia smiled and bent over to get her bag, but was hit with a sudden dizziness. She tried to support herself by grabbi
Warning: The chapter contains scenes of violence, murder, and blood and may not be suitable for all readers. If you are easily triggered by any of these subjects, it is recommended that you skip them and refrain from reading ahead for your mental health. (Read at your own risk.)~~~A few hours earlier, in the enormous bedroom of a mansion located in a different country, Helena sat on the bed with a worried look on her face, holding a phone to her ear, but once again, there was no answer to her call. At that moment, her phone began to ring, and she answered.âWhat did you find?ââI found out that he spent the night in his penthouse with his wife, I mean his ex-wife,â the person on the line reported. Helena's hand clenched into a fist as she tried to suppress the rage burning inside her and asked impatiently.âWhat else did you find?ââThe woman left early, and judging from her appearance, they had sex.ââaaahhh!â Helena screamed and hung up the call, tossing the phone away angrily.Mr
Three hours earlier, Adrian exited his car and strolled into the company with a furious look on his face, exuding a menacing aura that made the employees in the reception instinctively shrink back in fear. On stepping inside the elevator, Adrian shoved his trembling, clenched fists into his pockets, struggling to keep his anger and mostly his frustration under control. Each breath he took was a battle. He had thought he would see Simona, or whatever her name is; he wanted to see her, but instead, he found only the chilling void of her absence, as if she had never existed at all. With a surge of emotion, he pulled his hand out and punched the unyielding metallic wall of the elevator, a guttural and exasperated groan escaping his lips. "How dare you, Simona!" he shouted, delivering another blow, his knuckles hurting and staining red against the metallic surface. âSir, please, calmââ Michael began, standing nervously behind his boss, but his voice faltered under the weight of Adrian
Today, Simona Smith, a 25-year-old secretary at Annâs Fashion Empire who lived on the third door on the left on the tenth floor of her rented apartment, was home and didn't report to work due to a severe cold and sore throat. She was seated on her couch, clad in a duvet, hugging her knees while watching TV. Reaching for the hot ginger tea she has been sipping, she realized it had gone cold. She stood up to get another cup when her doorbell rang.âWho could it be?â She muttered to herself, putting the mug she was holding on the kitchen counter, and went to get the door. Simona opened the door and came face-to-face with the most handsome man she had ever seen. âHi, please, I'm looking for Miss Simona Smith,â Michael said, in his professional tone as he took in the appearance of the beautiful woman with a red nose standing in front of him blushing. He realized she must be having a cold with her red nose. But her blushingâwas it for him? Simona, who was blushing fiercely, tucked her hai
Diana's white sedan came to an abrupt halt in front of Anastasia. She has spent the entire night looking for Anastasia. She was worried and scared; she went through the footage of the club and saw Anastasia approach a man who took her away in his car, but since the distance was far, she couldn't make out the face of the man.She had to call Harold and tell him about what happened. Harold tried to keep her calm on the phone and told her he would take the next available flight and come, but Diana wasn't calm; she could sense the worry in Harold's voice. Would he be angry at her for taking Anastasia to the club? The thought made her heart skip a beat.She was only relieved when Anastasia called and asked her to come get her, but seeing Anastasia's haggard appearance now, all her worries surfaced again.âAnna! What happened to you?â Diana said getting out of the car and rushing towards her friend, who looked like she had been tortured. There were tiny bruises on her neck, shoulders, thig
The moment Adrian got to his penthouse bedroom, he pins Simona against the wall and began kissing her hungrily. He bit on her lips, slipped his tongue into her warm, sweet mouth, and sucked every corner of her mouth. As the kiss prolonged, he realized Simona wasn't responding. âIt was almost like she didn't know how to kiss.' He thought but shook his head. âSimona is 25 years old; there's no way she was inexperienced; maybe it's because she was drunk; that's why she wasn't responding,â he thought and pulled away when he saw she was out of breath. âTurn and let me help you out of your clothes,â Adrian purposely said; he wanted to see if Simona was faking being drunk. She proved him wrong when, instead of turning around, she wrapped her hands around his neck. âAdrian, I love you,â she said, and it must be the heat of the moment, but Adrian replied, âI love you too,â without realizing. He turned her around and pulled up her dress and unclasped her bra. He turned her around again and
It 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
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