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last update ปรับปรุงล่าสุด: 2025-01-20 19:02:48

Taylor’s POV

The dimly lit lounge was a haze of cigar smoke mingled with the sultry hum of jazz playing faintly in the background.

Women clad in undersized lingerie and six-inch heels sashayed across the room, their movements slow and deliberate as they entertained the leering eyes of the men sprawled in oversized chairs.

I stepped inside, my heels clicking against the marble floor. The dress I wore was exquisite, a deep emerald green that clung to my curves and complemented my eyes, plunging low in the back and high at the thigh.

It was the kind of dress that commanded attention. My jet-black hair cascaded in waves down my back, and I wore the brightest red lipstick. One could never go wrong with red lipstick.

I spotted him immediately. Don Mariano. The big man at the center of the room, surrounded by his cronies like a king on his throne. He was over sixty now, his face weathered and craggy, with skin the color of aged leather.

His eyes, however, were as sharp as ever, dark and pene
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  • Dumped the Scumbag, Now I'm Married to a Billionaire   Mother in law

    Ivy’s POVI stole a glance at Dexter. We were having dinner together at a private lounge, an exclusive place I could escape to. It was secluded.He was staring at me, and then he reached out, taking my hand in his. “What’s it like?”“I can’t bear it anymore,” I replied, my voice low and tinged with frustration. “Asher makes everything so difficult. He’s... exhausting to be around.”Dexter tilted his head, his brows furrowed in sympathy. “You don’t have to put up with him, Ivy. You’re too good for that.”I let out a bitter laugh, swirling the wine in my glass. “Too good? Maybe. But deep down...” I trailed off, my words catching in my throat. Deep down, I knew the truth, and it was as inconvenient as it was painful: I still loved Asher.No matter how much I wanted to hate him, no matter how much I told myself I deserved better, I couldn’t erase the memories of the man I had fallen head over heels for. The way he made me feel then, and even now, was maddening.“You should take another tr

    ปรับปรุงล่าสุด : 2025-01-20
  • Dumped the Scumbag, Now I'm Married to a Billionaire   One job

    Taylor’s POV“You had one job, Don Mariano!” I snapped, my voice bouncing off the walls in the empty room. The room had once been a garage but had been transformed into Don Mariano’s lair. I wasn’t supposed to know this place existed, but the Don had snuck me here a few times. “One. Simple. Job. Take care of Ivy. How hard can it be? We had an agreement. I didn’t ask you to start a gunfight in the middle of the city. Just one man and an acid bath. It’s efficient. It’s doable!” I yelled through clenched teeth.Don Mariano held up his hands in surrender and exhaled. “Taylor, listen to me. We tried. I swear we did,” he replied. His voice was calm and unbothered, which only infuriated me more. “But she’s not some second-rate model we can snatch off a street corner. She’s big, successful—”“I know who she is!” I interrupted, throwing my arms up in frustration. “She’s my competition! That’s why I asked you to deal with her! What, did you suddenly realize you’re scared of her security guards?

    ปรับปรุงล่าสุด : 2025-01-20
  • Dumped the Scumbag, Now I'm Married to a Billionaire   Asher

    Asher’s POVMarsha had a cheery smile on her face. “Alright, guys, this is huge! You two together, celebrating Ivy’s birthday? It’s the kind of thing that will set the internet on fire, in a good way!”Her voice was high-pitched, and there was no denying the excitement in her tone.Miles nodded in agreement, flipping through his tablet. “A picture like this will totally dispel those rumors. You two, looking happy, gorgeous, and completely in sync? It’s everything your fans want. Trust me, this is good for the Ashy brand.”Marsha’s face twisted in disgust. “Ashy brand?”Miles turned to her. “It’s one of the names the fans have come up with, and it’s sticking…”“Eww,” Marsha drawled. “I hope it doesn’t. Personally, I prefer Vysher; it sounds exquisite.” She made a note on her tablet. “We are going to push this so that Vysher sticks over Ashy. What do you think, Ivy?”Ivy shot her a look.“Oh!” Her eyes widened in realization. “I’m sorry,” she mouthed.I glanced at Ivy out of the corner

    ปรับปรุงล่าสุด : 2025-01-20
  • Dumped the Scumbag, Now I'm Married to a Billionaire   Unfinished Business

    Asher’s POVThe elevator doors opened, and I wore a deep frown on my face as I stepped out into the office. My work had suffered in the past few weeks I hadn’t shown up here.It was like Ivy had taken my will to live the moment she stopped speaking to me. Waking up felt like a chore, and coming to the office was well…Stacy, my assistant, was on me before I’d made it five steps. “Good morning, Mr. Sterling. Your first meeting is scheduled for ten—”“Cancel it,” I interrupted, not breaking my stride.She hesitated, trotting to keep up with my brisk pace. “Uh, alright. But you also have—”“Cancel everything,” I snapped. “I’ll be in my office all day. No interruptions.” I knew there was no need to be mean to her, but I couldn’t help it. I was deeply irritated.Her voice wavered slightly, but she recovered quickly. “Understood. I’ll reschedule the rest, and I’ll let—”“And send coffee to my office,” I added, cutting her off again.“It’s already on the way,” she said hurriedly, her heels c

    ปรับปรุงล่าสุด : 2025-01-20
  • Dumped the Scumbag, Now I'm Married to a Billionaire   Ivy

    Ivy’s POVThe conversation around the room was muted to me as I stood near the corner, playing my part as the perfect wife.Asher was by my side, a perfect smile plastered on his face, while my parents laughed loudly and gestured animatedly with their hands.Across the room, Asher’s parents stood like statues, barely speaking. Their awkwardness next to each other was a sharp contrast to my parents’ lovey-dovey act.Marcus leaned against the wall with his companion, a beautiful brunette, murmuring something that made the girl smile widely, while Luca and Janine sat close, their heads together in quiet conversation.Everyone seemed to be in their own bubble, and I couldn’t help but feel like a stranger at my own birthday celebration. It was a small gathering of only close family members, yet I felt like an outsider, as though I didn’t belong.Asher leaned toward me, his voice low. “Are you okay?” His hand brushed my lower back, but I stepped slightly away, pretending to adjust the hem o

    ปรับปรุงล่าสุด : 2025-01-25
  • Dumped the Scumbag, Now I'm Married to a Billionaire   Dexter

    Dexter’s POVThe makeshift studio in the Sterling mansion was every photographer’s dream. Under the bright lights, I hardly noticed anything but Ivy.She stood in the center, her bikini and shawl combo clinging to her perfect figure like it was designed to torment me, because it was. Despite the perfect air conditioning, I was hot and sweating. I kept stealing glances at her.She was radiant, her blonde hair cascading down her shoulders like liquid gold, her blue eyes catching the light in a way that made my heart race.I couldn’t take my eyes off her, and I didn’t want to. She was everything I wanted, everything I needed. I just needed her to see it as I did.“You’re doing great,” I said, my voice low and smooth as I adjusted the camera.She laughed softly, sipping her cocktail between shots. “Thank you, Dex. You’re making this easy.”Her smile lit up the room, and I couldn’t help but stare. God, she was beautiful. She didn’t just look like a goddess, she was one. And for some reason

    ปรับปรุงล่าสุด : 2025-01-25
  • Dumped the Scumbag, Now I'm Married to a Billionaire   I didn't cheat on you

    Ivy’s POV“Asher, stop!” I hissed, tugging against his grip as he pulled me down the hallway. His hand was firm around my wrist, his stride fast.He didn’t even look back at me. “Not a chance.”“You’re overreacting!” I said, trying again to wrench free, but his hold was unyielding.“I’m not overreacting,” he said through clenched teeth. “You don’t see what I see, Ivy.”I stumbled as he stopped abruptly at the door to our bedroom, his free hand twisting the knob. Before I could say another word, he pushed the door open and dragged me inside.“Asher, let me go!” I said, my voice sharp, but he ignored me, releasing me only to shut the door behind us with a loud click.I spun to face him, my chest heaving. “What the hell was that back there? You punched him!”“Damn right I did,” he snapped, his brown eyes blazing. “He deserved it. He was looking at you like…” He trailed off, his jaw tightening. “Like you were a piece of steak he wanted to devour!”“He’s my photographer, Asher!” I shot bac

    ปรับปรุงล่าสุด : 2025-01-26
  • Dumped the Scumbag, Now I'm Married to a Billionaire   You're mine

    Ivy’s POVBlondie was the girl he had plastered all over his social media, the same one he had brought to dinner. He went out to get her, and they returned not long after.“Hello,” she said, glancing at me and giving a small wave.I shot her a glare and hissed, “Stay away from me.”Her gaze dropped, avoiding mine. She was beautiful; I couldn’t deny that. I could see why he would want her. I shook my head and shut my eyes. “Stop this madness, Asher!”“It shouldn’t matter to you, right?” he said with a raised brow. “So, sit still, flower.”My heart hammered in my chest as he sat back down, and she dropped to her knees in front of him.A small smile tugged at the corner of his lips, making him look unbearably handsome. “Oh, heading straight to business,” he murmured, caressing her cheek as she scooted closer, positioning herself between his legs.She began working on the zipper of his pants.I blinked rapidly, my voice shaking. “Asher…”“What is it, Ivy?” he asked, his eyes dark with mis

    ปรับปรุงล่าสุด : 2025-01-26

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  • Dumped the Scumbag, Now I'm Married to a Billionaire   Asher

    Asher’s POVThe house was quiet.For the first time in weeks, there were no urgent phone calls, no reporters swarming outside, no meetings looming over my head. The chaos had finally settled, leaving behind a strange stillness that I wasn’t sure how to process.I stood in the dimly lit kitchen, staring at the untouched glass of whiskey on the counter. I had poured it out of habit, but I didn’t want it. I wasn’t sure what I wanted.Footsteps echoed softly from the hallway, and I turned just as Ivy stepped into the kitchen. She wore one of my sweatshirts, the sleeves swallowing her hands as she rubbed her arms. Her dark hair was pulled into a loose ponytail, strands falling around her face.“You’re still up,” she said, her voice quiet.I nodded. “Couldn’t sleep.”She hesitated, then leaned against the counter across from me. “Me neither.”For a moment, neither of us spoke. The silence between us wasn’t uncomfortable, but it was heavy. So much had happened. Too much. And now that everyth

  • Dumped the Scumbag, Now I'm Married to a Billionaire   Janine

    Janine’s POVThe sun had already dipped below the horizon by the time I left the office. My shoulders ached from sitting at my desk all day, staring at numbers that refused to make sense. The vineyard was quiet, the workers gone, but the weight of responsibility hadn’t left with them. It followed me everywhere, sinking into my bones.I barely noticed Luca waiting outside until he spoke.“Come with me.”I blinked, startled. He leaned casually against his car, hands in his pockets, watching me with that unreadable expression he wore when he was up to something.I exhaled, rubbing my temples. “Luca, I have so much to”He shook his head. “Not tonight.”I frowned. “What do you mean, not tonight?”He straightened, stepping closer. “I mean you’re taking a break.”I huffed a laugh, exhausted. “I don’t have time for a break.”“You don’t have time not to,” he countered. “You’ve been running yourself into the ground, Janine. I see it. Everyone sees it.”I opened my mouth to argue, but nothing ca

  • Dumped the Scumbag, Now I'm Married to a Billionaire   Asher

    Asher’s POV The chair beneath me is stiff, and the air in the office feels heavier than before. It’s been a week since Marcus’s funeral, but his absence still echoes through every inch of this place. I should be used to this by now. I should have settled into my role, into this office, into the life that was never meant to be mine. But I haven’t.I press my fingers to my temples, willing the headache away. The day has been nothing but meetings, numbers, and decisions I don’t feel qualified to make. Every time someone calls me Mr. Sterling, I feel like they’re talking to a ghost.The knock on the door is soft, but it cuts through the silence like a blade.“Asher?” Ivy’s voice is warm, a tether pulling me back before I get lost in my thoughts again.I exhale, forcing myself to sit up straighter. “Come in.”She steps inside, the scent of her perfume a familiar comfort. She doesn’t look at the paperwork on my desk or the unread messages on my screen. She looks at me, really looks at me,

  • Dumped the Scumbag, Now I'm Married to a Billionaire   Sterling Industries

    Asher’s POV The cameras flashed like lightning, the constant clicks filling the air as journalists jostled for position. A long table stretched before us, microphones lined up, waiting to catch every word. Janine and I sat in the center, facing the crowd, our names and titles displayed on small plaques in front of us.Sterling Industries was no longer Marcus’s. It was mine now.I adjusted my suit jacket, my fingers tightening around the edge of the table. The murmurs in the room died down as the moderator stepped up to the podium, tapping the mic to test the sound.“Ladies and gentlemen, thank you for coming,” he began. “Today, we address the transition of leadership at Sterling Industries following the tragic loss of Marcus Sterling. His younger brother, Asher Sterling, will now take over as CEO, while Janine Sterling will assume leadership at Sterling Winery.”I felt Janine stiffen beside me. I didn’t look at her, but I knew what she was thinking—this wasn’t supposed to be her role

  • Dumped the Scumbag, Now I'm Married to a Billionaire   Blazer

    Janine’s POVI ran my fingers over the fabric of my blazer, adjusting the sleeves as I stood at the edge of the vineyard. The morning air was crisp, carrying the scent of damp earth and fresh leaves. It should have been comforting. This was Marcus’s place, the heart of everything he had built. But instead of feeling connected to him, I felt like an outsider trespassing on something sacred.I took a slow breath and stepped forward, my heels sinking slightly into the soil. I had walked these rows a hundred times before, but never like this. Never as the person responsible for keeping it all together. Marcus had made it look easy, but now that it was my turn, I felt like I was holding something too fragile, something that could shatter in my hands if I wasn’t careful.As I made my way deeper into the vineyard, I spotted a few of the workers tending to the vines. They moved with practiced ease, their hands working through the leaves, trimming, inspecting, ensuring everything was as it sh

  • Dumped the Scumbag, Now I'm Married to a Billionaire   Marcus

    Janine's POV I stood in front of my closet, staring at the rows of clothes that suddenly felt meaningless.What did someone wear to bury a brother?My fingers trailed over the fabrics, stopping at a simple black dress. It wasn’t fancy, wasn’t dramatic, just… appropriate. Marcus would have liked that. He always appreciated simplicity, things that were neat and put together.I pulled it off the hanger, holding it against myself in the mirror.It was ridiculous, but part of me wanted to hear his voice one more time, some teasing comment about how I was overthinking this, how I should just wear whatever made me feel comfortable. He never cared about appearances as much as people assumed he did.I squeezed my eyes shut.Marcus.My perfect, impossible, frustrating brother.My mind drifted back, grasping at the memories that felt both too close and impossibly far away.I remembered the time I got into my first real argument with Asher. I was furious, pacing in my room, ranting about how in

  • Dumped the Scumbag, Now I'm Married to a Billionaire   Sterling

    Asher’s POV I stared at the suit laid out on the bed.Black. Crisp. Perfectly pressed.Marcus would’ve approved. He was always the one who looked flawless, the one who knew exactly what to wear, what to say, how to carry himself. I was the mess, the one who never quite fit into the image of a Sterling.And yet, here I was.I sat on the edge of the bed, gripping the fabric between my fingers. The funeral was in a few hours. People were already gathering. I needed to get dressed.But I couldn’t move.It felt wrong. Putting this suit on, walking into that ceremony, standing in front of a coffin that held my brother’s body.I should have been the one in there.I swallowed hard, pushing the thought away. Ivy would be here soon. She wouldn’t let me sit here and spiral.With a deep breath, I forced myself up, moving on autopilot as I changed. The tie was the hardest part. My fingers fumbled with it, frustration boiling over as I tried to get the knot right.“Dammit,” I muttered under my bre

  • Dumped the Scumbag, Now I'm Married to a Billionaire   Everywhere

    Asher’s POVThe news was everywhere.Every time I turned on the TV, there it was. Every time I scrolled through my phone, there was another headline. It wasn’t just about Marcus anymore. It was about Sterling Industries, about the board, about the future of the company.“Sterling Industries Faces Uncertain Future After CEO’s Tragic Death.”“Who Will Inherit Marcus Sterling’s Empire?”“With Marcus Gone, Can Asher Sterling Step Up?”I wanted to smash the screen every time I saw my name in those headlines. As if I wasn’t already drowning in grief, they wanted to throw expectations on my shoulders, shove a legacy into my hands like I was supposed to carry it without stumbling.I wasn’t Marcus. I never would be.The funeral preparations were already in motion, but none of it felt real. The calls, the arrangements, the condolences, they blurred together in a haze of exhaustion and pain. The house was filled with people coming and going, making decisions about flowers and speeches and seatin

  • Dumped the Scumbag, Now I'm Married to a Billionaire   Steam

    Ivy’s POVThe steam still clung to my skin as I stepped out of the shower, wrapping a towel around myself. The bathroom mirror was fogged over, the edges beginning to clear just enough to reflect a blurred version of me. I reached out, dragging my fingers across the glass, watching as my reflection sharpened. My hair dripped down my back, water trailing over my bare shoulders, but I didn’t move to dry it.I just stood there, staring at myself.My eyes looked hollow, the dark circles beneath them more pronounced than usual. I looked tired. I felt tired.My chest ached with the weight of everything, pressing down on me like something physical, something heavy. Marcus was gone. Asher was slipping away. And I didn’t know how to stop any of it.I turned away from the mirror, walking slowly back into the bedroom. The sheets on the bed were untouched, the pillows still fluffed, undisturbed. I had barely slept the past few nights, and it wasn’t just because of Marcus. It was Asher.He hadn’t

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