She never expected to fall for him. Jack Smith, the city's most notorious playboy, was everything she thought she should avoid. She was just a nobody-or so she believed. But when her fiancé cruelly discards her for a business deal with a billionaire heiress and frames her brother for a crime he didn't commit, she's left broken and desperate. With no one else to turn to, she seeks help from the one man she swore she'd never rely on-Jack Smith, the billionaire who had always seemed out of reach. But as secrets unfold, she discovers she's not the nobody she thought she was. She's an heiress in her own right, with more power than she ever imagined. Now, her ex-fiancé wants her back, realizing too late what he lost. But has she already fallen for Jack, the man who's shown her a world of wealth, power, and a love she never thought possible? In a battle of hearts and fortunes, she must decide: reclaim her past or embrace the future with the man who stole her heart?
View MoreJackAs I stood there, trying to gather my thoughts and figure out my next move, Louis’s mother’s voice sliced through the tension like a knife.“I can’t believe that shameless woman had the nerve to show her face at this wedding. She probably came here for the food—I doubt she’s had anything decent to eat since my son dumped her ass.”Her words dripped with disdain, and I turned to see her glaring in the direction Samantha had been led. My jaw clenched, my fists tightening at my sides, the familiar surge of anger threatening to break through. I wanted to tell her off right there, but the time wasn’t right. Not yet.Clara, still slumped in a pew with her tear-streaked face buried in her hands, slowly lifted her head. Her eyes were red and puffy from crying, but at the mention of Samantha, confusion flickered across her face. “Mother-in-law, you know that woman?” Clara’s voice was hoarse. “She’s Louis’s ex. It’s all starting to make sense now.” Before Louis’s mother could reply, Clara
Jack's POVI slip my phone back into my pocket, catching the flicker of excitement in Samantha's eyes. She doesn't need to say a word. I know exactly what she's feeling. After everything Louis has put her through-the lies, the betrayal, the public humiliation-this is the moment she's been waiting for. He's about to get what's coming, and it's been a long time coming.Moments later, Clara arrives, all in white, oblivious to the ticking time bomb that's about to explode in her perfect world. Her dress trails behind her like some long, dramatic symbol of the life she thinks she's about to have. I glance toward the church doors, expecting the police to burst in any second. But nothing. No sign of them. Not yet. My pulse quickens.The ceremony pushes forward, inching closer to the exchange of vows. The knot in my chest tightens with every second that ticks by. The cops are taking too long. I lean toward Samantha, lowering my voice. "We need to stall. They should've been here by now."Her b
Samantha We all glanced toward the speaker’s announcement, then back at one another, the silence stretching between us like a taut wire, ready to snap at any moment. Jack was the first to break the silence, his voice low and almost too casual. "Dad, you didn’t happen to have any other children outside of your marriage with Mom, did you?"My eyes widened as I shot him a look. Was he serious right now? The question hung in the air like a grenade, waiting to explode.Jack’s father glared at him, the disappointment in his eyes cutting sharper than any words could. "How dare you disrespect your mother’s memory like that, Jack? Are you implying I cheated on her?"The raw emotion in his voice startled me. His anger wasn’t just a reaction—it was personal. Deep. I felt the crackle of old wounds surfacing, wounds I hadn’t even known existed. Jack, on the other hand, seemed unbothered by the storm he’d just stirred."Relax, Dad," Jack said, holding up his hands defensively, though his tone was
SamanthaThe next morning arrived in a blur, as if time had fast-forwarded overnight. I barely slept—tossing and turning until the first crack of dawn, my mind racing with a whirlwind of emotions. The rush of excitement coursing through me felt like electricity pulsing beneath my skin, making my heart race uncontrollably. Louis would finally be exposed and by brother would be set free. The thought alone was enough to stir something uneasy inside me. I tried to shake off the feeling, but I couldn't deny that a sense of foreboding lingered just beneath the surface.Jack and I had spent the previous evening shopping for outfits—an experience that felt more like preparing for a high-stakes fashion show than attending a wedding. We’d spared no expense. Jack had insisted on finding the most exquisite dress, and he wouldn’t take no for an answer. When we finally arrived at the venue, we were among the first guests, our presence like a power couple arriving on the red carpet. Heads turned, an
Samantha’s POVJack's eyes darted between me and Nelly, taking in the disheveled state of the room, the scattered papers, and the unmistakable tension in the air. His brow furrowed, the storm brewing behind his gaze making it clear he knew something had gone terribly wrong."What the hell is going on here?" His voice was sharp, demanding an explanation. He glanced at me, concern flickering in his eyes before they darkened once more as they landed on Nelly.Ever the opportunist, Nelly got back on her feet, straightened her blouse and composed herself, her face shifting into a mask of feigned innocence. "Mr. Chairman," she started, her voice shaky yet calculated, "she—she attacked me! Completely unprovoked!" She gestured toward me with a trembling hand, her wide eyes brimming with fake tears. "I was just trying to help her, to show her the ropes, and she... lashed out."The audacity of her lie hit me like a punch to the gut. I could barely contain the anger rising in me. My hands clench
Samantha’s POVDespite my legs feeling like jelly, the news of Louis’s crimes finally coming to light filled me with renewed energy. Hope surged within me, washing away the exhaustion that had clung to me for days. It was as if I could take on the world, knowing the truth had begun to unravel. For the first time in a long while, I felt like justice was finally within reach.Jack stepped into the shower, and without hesitation, I followed him. The warm water cascaded over us, steam enveloping our bodies, creating an intimate cocoon. There was something incredibly thrilling about being close to him like this—vulnerable yet safe. For the first time, I felt truly seen and loved. Every touch was gentle, deliberate, and grounding. Jack wasn’t just the powerful man I’d read about in the headlines anymore. He was mine, and I was his.After the shower, we dried off and dressed. Jack looked as sharp as ever in his tailored suit, exuding that effortless authority that made him who he was. I, on
Samantha's POVThe next morning, I woke up feeling like my entire body had been drained of energy. Every muscle ached in a way that was strangely satisfying, a reminder of last night. I rolled over, stretching beneath the soft duvet, only to feel the empty space beside me. Jack wasn’t there.A sudden wave of weakness hit me when I tried to get on my feet. My legs felt like jelly, too wobbly to support me, so I slumped back against the headboard with a groan. My heart began to race, and the silence in the room only made it worse. "Jack!" I called out, my voice cracking a little. Nothing. No response. I listened for any signs of life, but the room remained still, like a vacuum sealing me in my own anxieties. My heartbeat quickened, thumping in my chest, my thoughts spiraling out of control.*Did he just use me and leave?*The thought crept in, and as much as I tried to push it away, it lingered, curling around my mind like smoke. *Was everything he said about loving me just a lie?* I f
JackHer eyes widened, my words hanging in the air between us, thick and heavy with years of unspoken truth. I watched as her face twisted in disbelief, confusion, and something close to fear. She took a step back, shaking her head as if trying to shake off my confession.“No... no, that can’t be right. I—I barely know you, Jack,” Samantha stammered, her voice trembling. “How could I be the love of your life?”The question hit me harder than I expected. And maybe I deserved it. For too long, I had hidden behind a wall of silence, letting her see only fragments of who I was. She had every reason to doubt me now. But this—*this*—wasn’t something I could let her walk away from, not without knowing the full truth.“You don’t remember me, do you?” I asked, my voice softer, no longer the tough, composed mask I usually wore. It cracked, leaving me exposed, vulnerable.Her eyes searched mine, her confusion deepening as if trying to piece together a puzzle she never knew existed. “What are you
SamanthaThe kiss lingered, stretching the silence between us. When Jack finally pulled back, his breath was ragged, and his eyes were dark with something deeper than desire. For a fleeting moment, everything-the anger, the hurt, the confusion-seemed suspended, leaving just the two of us, lost in the bubble of an unfamiliar calm.I blinked, struggling to gather my thoughts, my mind still racing from the intensity of the kiss. Outside, the city lights blurred by as we sped through the streets, but my focus was entirely on him. My lips still tingled, and my heart thudded wildly in my chest.But reality crashed back in, heavy and unrelenting.I pulled away, wrapping my arms around myself as if trying to shield myself from the storm of emotions. "Jack, I-""I'm sorry," he muttered, cutting me off, his voice strained. "I shouldn't have done that."The sincerity in his words hit me like a punch to the gut. He wasn't apologizing because he didn't want to kiss me. No, it was the weight of eve
Samantha "Aren't you going to touch your meal? It's going to get cold, and I know you don't like your food cold," I finally said to Louis, my fiancé, after a few moments of tense silence. The room felt unnaturally still, the only sound the faint ticking of the wall clock. He had been distant ever since he returned from the office. He'd barely said a word to me, his usual warmth replaced by an unfamiliar coldness. I tried to convince myself that it was just the stress from work, that maybe running a business was taking its toll. But tonight felt different. There was a heaviness in the air, a sense of foreboding that I couldn't shake.Louis sighed heavily, running a hand through his hair as he stared down at his untouched plate. "I'm calling off the engagement, Samantha," he said finally, his voice cold, devoid of any emotion. "I know it's a difficult pill to swallow, but it is what it is."His words struck me like a bolt of lightning, my heart stuttering in my chest. For a moment, th
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