Synopsis: Kayla Marshall’s life takes a dark turn when she is forced into a contract with Adrian Blackwood, a ruthless billionaire whose charm is as dangerous as his secrets. What begins as a desperate attempt to save her family quickly spirals into a world of power plays, forbidden desires, and unspoken rules. Bound by Adrian's control, Kayla must navigate a life where trust is a currency and vulnerability is a weapon. As she peels back the layers of his secretive world, she discovers that the lines between dominance and obsession, submission and strength, are far more blurred than she ever imagined. But in a game where Adrian makes the rules, will Kayla find the strength to rewrite them? The stakes are high, the tension electric—and in this world, control is everything.
View MoreEthan tightened his grip on the steering wheel, maneuvering his way through the traffic like a pro. He stole a glance at Kayla through the rear mirror. She wasapplying pressure with a cloth to her wound, her face pale, but her eyes— held something more than the pain she was supposed to be feeling."Say something please," she whispered, her voice hoarse.Ethan exhaled sharply, shaking his head. "What in God's name do you expect me to say, Kayla? That I didn’t just hear Victor call you Elora? That I didn’t just watch you stand there like a deer in headlights instead of denying it properly?"Kayla swallowed hard. "Ethan, please, don’t tell Adrian. Not yet."Ethan let out a sad chuckle. "Not yet? Kayla, you knew all this time but didn't tell him?, you've been living with him, lying beside him all these time and yet you didn't tell him the damn truth?!!!" His voice rose, but he forced himself to be calm and focus on the road before he ends up causing an accident.Kayla reached out, touchin
"No, no , What have you done Fiona?". Kayla said shocked," I thought we had a deal Fiona!!!!!", she yelledFootsteps echoed from the shadows, and one by one, Victor’s men emerged, their faces cold, their weapons visible. Kayla stiffened, her hands curling into fists as a defense tool also her mind raced for an escape plan. And then he appeared.Victor stepped into the dim glow of the hanging bulbs, his expression bubbly, his dark eyes dancing with amusement. He took slow, calculated steps toward her, clapping his hands mockingly.“Well, well, well… Look what we have here,” Victor said , stopping just a few feet away. His smirk deepened as he tilted his head, eyes flickering with something stupidly amusing to him. “Did you really think Fiona would really betray me for you?"Kayla swallowed hard but kept her face blank. “What do you want, Victor?, why are you always after us?"He let out a low chuckle. “You see, I’ve been doing some digging. And I must say, I stumbled upon something…
Victor leaned back against the leather chair in his dimly lit office, rotating his chair as his cold gaze fixed on Fiona. The lighting in the room isn't even helping matters. It makes everywhere look eerie.. He tapped his fingers rhythmically on the polished surface of his desk, the silence between them suffocating Fiona, she kept thinking why he must have summoned her in such a haste.. Fiona stood before him, her heart pounding, her hands clenched at her sides in fear."You will kill Kayla," Victor said, his voice disturbingly calm for the words he just uttered.Fiona's breath hitched. Her fingers curled into fists as her body tensed. "What?" she whispered, as if she had misheard.Victor leaned forward, a slow, menacing smirk playing on his lips. "I know You heard me, Fiona. If you don't do it, I'll kill you myself. And trust me, it won’t be quick or painless."Fiona felt her stomach drop. She had played dangerous games before, but this… this was beyond anything she had ever imagined
Adrian leaned back against his bed's headboard, his shirt slightly open, revealing the bandages still wrapped around his chest.. Though the pain lingered, it had dulled into a manageable ache, allowing him to be more mobile and active a little bit.She sat beside him, her hands enterwined with his, her eyes scanning his face as if memorizing every single details .For days, she had barely left his side, sge has only left to either bathe or when the doctor came in to check and dress his wound.“I'm so glad that you are recovering really fast. You had me scared for a minute.,” she muttered, her voice thick with emotion.Adrian smirked, his fingers brushing against hers. “I told you baby girl, I'm not that easy to kill."Kayla swallowed hard, looking away. “That’s not the point, Adrian. I had endangered your life. I put you in this condition and I'm so sorry, deeply sorry."The vulnerability in her voice sent a pang through his chest. He reached out, tucking a strand of hair behind her e
Kayla gripped her phone with trembling fingers, her knuckles turning hardening The weight of everything—being kidnapped, nearly killed, watching Adrian bleed—had built up inside her like a tornado waiting to explode. And now, standing in Adrian’s hallway, she was ready to unleash it all on the one man who had chosen business over his own daughter.The phone rang. Once. Twice.Then her father’s voice came through, calm and unconcerned as always. "Kayla."She didn’t mince words. "Cut ties with Victor." Her voice was sharp, edged with restrained fury. "End every single business deal with him. I’m not asking—I’m telling you."A pause. Then a scoff. "Telling me?" Her father let out a dry chuckle. "You forget your place, Kayla."Her grip tightened. "My place? Do you have any fucking idea what I’ve just been through in the past few weeks? Victor kidnapped me. He tied me to a chair and held a gun to my head like I was nothing! And you want to talk about my place?"A heavy silence followed be
Adrian's bedroom was very except for the steady beeping of the heart monitor attached to Adrian. His unconscious body laid still on the bed. His clothes still blood soaked. The doctor had to cut it up to treat the bullet wound on his chest. The air was thick with the scent of antiseptic. The chilling chaos of what happened could not be forgotten. Kayla sat beside him, her fingers entwined with his, her firm grip as if , if she held onto him tightly, it would keep him from slipping away from her. She hadn't eaten or slept. Infact, she hadn't left his side since they brought him back home. Ethan and Clarissa had insisted she refreshed herself and sleep, but how could she do that? How could she sleep or eat or feel calm knowing that the man she loves is in this state. Her eyes became weak with exhaustion yet she refuses to rest them. Every few minutes sger check him anything unusual. She didn't want to miss him waking up. The bullet had oy missed his heart by a few inches Ethan hov
The moment Adrian and Ethan storm into Victor’s estate, they know it’s a trap. The air is thick with tension, and the eerie silence of the grand hallway screams danger. But that is the least of things Adrian cares about . His grip tightens around his gun as he strides forward, he could hear his own heartbeat as his ears becomes tingly. Victor has Kayla. That’s all that matters. Ethan walks beside him, face set like stone. "This feels too easy," he mutters under his breath. Adrian’s jaw ticks. "It’s not. He wants us here." They push through the heavy double doors leading to Victor’s private lounge. And there he is. Sitting in the middle of the dimly lit room like he owns the world. Very stupid individual.A smirk plays on his lips as he twirls a glass of champagne in his hand. But Adrian’s eyes don’t linger on him. His focus immediately shifts to the two figures tied to chairs beside him—Kayla and Clarissa. Kayla’s head jerks up the second she sees him. Her lips part, relief
yla laughed as she held up a red dress against her body, twirling slightly in front of the Checking herself out. "This red one? Or the black one?"Clarissa looked at them.. "Black. Red makes you look like you're trying too hard, like it's giving desperation.Kayla gasped in mock offense. "Excuse me? Red is bold. Red is confidence!"Clarissa smirked. "Red is Adrian’s favorite color."Kayla rolled her eyes. "Okay, maybe that too. Maybe"The boutique was luxurious, filled with the scent of expensive perfumes , clothes , bags and every ladies dream and soft music playing in the background. They had been shopping for nearly two hours, hopping from one designer store to another. Kayla felt light—genuinely happy for the first time in a while. It feels good to wind up sometimes."You know," Clarissa said as she examined a row of high heels, "I never thought I'd see the day where you would willingly use Adrian’s black card freely, considering how you guys started. I thought it was going to be
Adrian never used to hate Victor.Once, they had been inseparable. Brothers—not related by blood, but by something even stronger. Trust. Loyalty. A bond forged through struggle, ambition, and an unshakable belief that they were destined to conquer the world together.They built their empire side by side, together , rising from nothing, turning their names into something feared and respected. Removing every obstacles together. Their friendship was to die for.But that was before jealousy poisoned everything.Before Victor killed the only woman Adrian ever loved.Seven Years Ago – The Night Everything ChangedA grand ballroom in New York. Chandeliers hanging like fallen stars. The air thick with wealth, power, and deception.Adrian adjusted the cuff of his suit, scanning the crowd with sharp, assessing eyes. Tonight was a victory. A&V Enterprises had just secured its biggest contract yet, pushing them into the league of untouchables. Every major player was in the room, eager to shake th
Kayla's pov The silence between us feels so loud that I can feel my heart pounding. My father is sitted across from me, his face blank of any expression . One can tell that he is really apprehensive as he keeps sighing and tossing around . I don't even what to say because he was warned not to do what he did. "How much do you owe him exactly dad" I ask,breaking the silence He looks up at me but quickly drops down his gaze. "I owe him a lot, too much"he mutters. "Too much for me to even pay back. Oh God, what have I done"he questions himself I clenched my fists but immediately releases them because I must remain calm.Deep down my heart, I'm so pissed. Of all the people to owe it's Adrian Blackwood?,the man whose name strikes terror in the heart of the people even most powerful and influential men do not want to mess with him or be in his bad book. Before I could say anything else, there's a loud knock on the door, like the other person is deliberately trying to break it. My fat...
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