"Marry me for three years. Once Leah is back, we’ll divorce, and I’ll give you ten million dollars." The words were a cold offer, spoken so close to her that she could barely breathe. Alexander King—ruthless, untouchable, looks to die for and heir to the King empire—has never been the kind to beg. But when his first love, Leah, disappears, he makes a deal with Athena Dawson, the orphan girl his family has sponsored for years. Three years of marriage to protect the position of wife for Leah. A contract. And a promise of millions. But Athena doesn’t want his money. She wants him. She agrees, hoping that in those three years, she can make him love her—not as deeply as he loved Leah, but just enough to make him keep her by his side. And for a while, it almost seems possible. He’s sweet. Protective. Almost hers. Until Leah returns. Just like that, the dream shatters. The warmth disappears. And the man who once held her so gently turns cold, placing divorce papers in her hands as a cruel reminder of the deal they made. Their dirty little secret. But what if Athena isn’t the same girl who agreed to the contract? And what if, for the first time in his life, Alexander King realizes he made a mistake?
View MoreATHENAThe Loud sound of an ambulance reaches my ears as I step out of the hospital. My shift just ended and I'm beat. It's only been a few days and I still can't get Alex's gaze out of my mind. The way he looked at Zayan when he kissed my cheek made my heart stop and I hate that even after what he's done to me he's still able to get a rise out of me. I'm pulling out my phone when the ambulance parks and Alex steps out and my heart drops to my stomach.Is it….No.. God no!I watch in slow motion as the paramedics rush out, the first thought that hits me is Nana and I can barely breathe. Slowly, I drag my legs forward as I tune every sound out the only thing I can now hear is the blood rushing to my ears. But I halt when Leah jumps out and then I see the small oxygen mask. The tiny limbs. The panic painted all over Alex’s face.Rayen.What happened?My God please let him be okay, Alex won't survive this pain a second time. Ian comes flying through the ER doors, already pulling gl
ALEX“Alex, I'm scared” Leah grabs my hand as she looks from me to Rayen. I sigh, gently pulling my hand away, “isn't it you who wanted to have dinner with my family?”“I did, but I'm afraid they'll still be hostile towards me.”I glance down at Rayen who’s holding my other hand, clutching it like he senses something is off. His eyes are silently watching, but he doesn't say anything. “They probably will be,” I say honestly, walking up the steps to the estate's entrance. “But you wanted this, Leah. You said you could handle it. We can turn around if you feel like it's too much.”She shakes her head as she lifts Rayen into her arms, “We are getting married soon. They will eventually accept me.”I press my lips into a thin line. Not responding to that statement. My mother is the first to turn toward us as Secretary Joane holds the door open for us. Her posture stiffens, and her lips press tight like she just bit into something sour. Nana lifts her chin but doesn’t bother to mask t
ALEX“There is something I need to tell you.” Iann grabs a cigarette and throws himself on my couch. “I don't think doctors are supposed to be smoking.” I sarcastically comment. “Yeah, well, I don’t think engaged men are supposed to fall in love with their ex-wives either, yet here we are” he counters, his voice low and bitter as he sticks the cigarette between his lips.My hand stills mid-pour.The glass clinks against the bottle.I glance back at him slowly. “What the hell are you talking about?”Iann doesn’t look at me. He strikes a match and lights the cigarette with a stupid smirk.“I'm here for serious business, and I know you care about Athena, so I thought I could ask you before I proceed.”“I don't care about her.” I snarl as I sit across from him.I think I need a break from work. I'm so exhausted. “Hmmm yeah. Anyway, so I heard you stopped by during the little get-together we had.” “To pick up my son.” I emphasize. His brows shoot to his hairline as he eyes me while hi
ALEXNot many things move me. I've had countless women attempt the tactic of trying to make me jealous, and not one had succeeded. So, tell me why I feel like ripping this brunette's head off for placing his lips where they shouldn't be.Athena is my ex-wife.Hell I don't even know when this feeling started but fuck, my blood is boiling right now. I was happy and content with watching her dance and have fun with Rayen. The light in her eyes which has been shinning when she's looking at him made me want to watch more when the idiot came from nowhere and ruined the moment. Rayen’s eyes meet mine from over her shoulder, his little scowl matching the one I'm wearing. At least someone in this damn room gets it.I watch her whisper something to him. I can’t hear the words, but I don’t need to. She lifts Rayen in her arms with that gentleness only she has, and starts toward my table. And for a split second, the rage turns into something else. Something dangerous. Something I shouldn’t w
ATHENA“You look beautiful.” Zayan says to me, and I flash him a smile. I still feel guilty for the trouble I caused him and hadn't spoken to him for over a year. So, I'm shocked to see him among the doctors joining the Quinns program. “You don't look too bad yourself.” I tease as I place my hands on his neck while we slow dance. That's one thing I love about Zayan. It's never awkward with him. Conversations are easy, and he has a great sense of humor. I shake my head, still smiling. “So you’re actually a doctor? I didn’t know.”“I'm pretty sure I mentioned it last time.” He teases, and my cheeks heat in embarrassment. My head has been a mess lately. He smiles, giving me a playful wink,“You're the first woman to have forgotten about me. I'm offended, and for that, you owe me dinner.” “Just say the day, and we can make it work.” I agree, and his lips curve into a full smile. “Didn't think you'd be here today, though.” I study him.Zayan Sinclair comes from a rich family. I do
ALEXMy fists launch forward as I hit the punching bag, sending it flying before swinging back to me. I’m shirtless, soaked in sweat, muscles burning, lungs dragging in air like I’ve just run through hell. I need the pain. I need the adrenalineI need anything that’ll keep her out of my damn head.It's like Athena wants to be buried deep In my bones and won't leave me the fuck alone. I don't like her, so you can imagine the way I feel when I can't stop thinking about how she looked in that damn grocery store.That fucking long black hair. Reminds me of the times I used to curl my hands around it while I….Fuck!I hit the bag again. Harder. My knuckles sting. The chains creak. The bag swings back like it’s taunting me.Because if I slow down if I stop, I’ll start thinking. And if I start thinking, I’ll see her again. Standing in the middle of the cheese aisle like she never left. Like we hadn’t torn each other to pieces.Her name tastes like fire on my tongue, and I hate that I eve
ATHENA We’re standing by the SUV, the chill of the parking lot wrapping around us as I try to steady my breathing. My heart is still racing from the awkwardness with Alex and Rayen, and honestly, I’m more than ready to put some distance between myself and the whole embarrassing scene. But Isabelle isn’t letting me off the hook.“You’ll be forgiven as soon as you tell me what the hell is going on between you two.”I glance over at her, my hands fidgeting with the strap of my purse. How do I even begin?“What do you mean?” I try to play it off, but I know she can see right through me.She doesn’t say anything at first. She just raises an eyebrow, like I’m the most obvious person in the world. Isabelle isn’t dumb, and she’s no stranger to uncomfortable situations.“I mean,” she leans against the SUV, crossing her arms, “you two obviously have some history. And you don’t go from being... whatever that was just now, to not having some serious unresolved stuff going on.”I sigh, glancing ar
ATHENAAlarm shoots through me for a second. “Wait… so you’re in here alone?” He shrugs. “I like the cheese aisle.” “Well, you clearly have good taste,” I murmur, then glance around again, making sure no one’s watching. “Okay, I’ll walk you to the entrance so you can wait safely for your dad, alright?” He shakes his head, arms folded stubbornly. “Nope. I’ll only go if you promise to play with me.” I blink. “Play with you?” He nods, his curls bouncing. “You can be the queen, and I’ll be the knight. And then maybe we can eat cheese.” I try not to laugh, but a giggle slips out anyway. “That's a very specific bribe, little man.” Rayen beams. “So, do you promise?” I’m about to answer when I hear a voice behind me. “She doesn’t usually make promises to men under four feet, but you might be the exception.” I freeze. I slowly turn, and there he is. Alex. Standing a few feet away in a white button up shirt, sleeves pushed up to reveal his smooth forearms, a coffee in
ATHENAOne month later….“You know,” Sloane says, tossing a bag of tortilla chips into the cart with flair, “I think my uterus has grown cobwebs. Literal. Freaking. Cobwebs.”I snort so loud a nearby toddler swivels to look at me. “Sloane!”“What?!” she grins shamelessly, pushing her sunglasses up on her head as she saunters past the cereal aisle. “It’s been so long, Athena. I’m talking ghost-town, tumbleweed-rolling, 'CLOSED FOR BUSINESS' kind of long.”Isabelle snorts behind me. “Okay, now I’m picturing cobwebs… down there. Thanks for that.”Sloane shrugs, utterly unfazed. “I’m just saying, if a hot guy so much as smiles at me, I might combust. Or cry. I’m not sure which yet.”I laugh, catching my breath as I toss a bag of apples into the cart. “This is what I missed. You two and your incredibly vivid metaphors.”“Well,” Isabelle says dryly, “that’s what happens when your love life is non-existent.”I laugh at that because it's true. Well… at least for me.Isabelle is too busy with
Anthena“Athena? Did you hear what I said?” A soft voice pulls me back. No. “Yes.” I force a smile. “Great. Don’t forget to take the medication,” Dr. Anthony says, his voice gentle yet distant, like background noise in a storm. I nod, barely absorbing his words. I just want to get out of here. When I rushed in this morning, I thought I was having a heart attack. But apparently, gas can mess you up just as badly. Who knew? I pick up my phone and dial my husband’s number. Voicemail. Again. My stomach twists. That’s not like him. The door swings open, and my heart jumps—only to sink just as fast. It’s not Alex. The disappointment is brutal, cutting straight through my chest and curling in my stomach like a fist tightening from the inside. Maybe it’s just the gas. For three years, I’ve had to walk on eggshells, knowing my marriage would end eventually. A deal that was never supposed to mean anything turned into my prison. Because now, I’m terrified of losing hi...
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