Aneeka Grant’s messy divorce left her reeling. With her inheritance at risk, outwitting her manipulative ex should have been her only priority. But fate had other plans. Less than twenty-four hours after the breakup, she’s unexpectedly married to Derek Simon, the country’s most eligible bachelor. What started as a reckless, “prove-a-point” kiss explodes into an undeniable, all-consuming passion. Thrust into a world of power, luxury, and temptation, Aneeka’s left wondering: Is this a second chance at love—or a disaster waiting to happen?
View MoreDerek’s povOf course she's scared. The last time Charlton and I faced her, we promised her hell. Even threatened to kill her.But she wouldn't dare!I saw it in her eyes. The flicker of doubt. She's thinking about staying married to this fool.I won't let her.I'll die a thousand deaths before I let her stay married to him. She belongs to me."Yes. I will".Of course, I will. I'll marry her.A few hours ago, I swore I'd never settle down. I'd lose everything before I let some woman tie me down.But Layla?I want her.I need her.I will have her.She doesn't even realise it, but the woman has me wrapped around her finger, and I don't know whether to hate her for it or love her.A prenup? Are they out of their minds? She owns me. She owns everything in my world, and I'm going to show them.A gym membership? Hell no. The thought of some other man even breathing in her direction makes me sick.I already have to deal with the painful reminder that she's been married to this fool and he t
Aneeka’s povIt's a miracle I didn't hit anyone with how fast I was driving. I sped past cars, people, and even a red light! In my defence, I wasn't looking. I just wanted to be as far away from him as possible.When I finally pulled into the driveway, my hands were shaking, my clothes drenched in sweat, and my heart still pounding in my chest.I had narrowly escaped disaster, but I couldn't stop thinking of how reckless I'd been. What was I thinking?Thankfully, Damon hadn't returned yet. The house was quiet. I had just enough time to pack everything I owned and get the hell out of here before Derek somehow finds me again.In a few minutes, I'm packed and ready to go. I walk out the door, but before I leave, I turn and stare at the home I shared with Damon for years.It feels… empty. Like it was never mine in the first place.So why did you stay? My inner goddess asks, and I can almost hear the judgement in her voice. I stifle a sob, forcing the tears back. Why didn't I leave sooner?
Layla? Of course, it had to be him. Only one person could make me feel like this.Not even married to Damon for so long made me feel this way. Our intimate moments were always cold, forced, like a script I had to follow. But Derek? He's different. He's always been different.When he asked me to kiss him, I was so sure I wouldn't stop, even if he begged me to. But then he said that name, and everything inside me froze. I pulled back, really seeing him for the first time. He hadn't changed much, he was still as handsome as I remembered. No, more handsome. How did I not recognise him before the kiss?And wait, did he just ask me to marry him?Could my life get any worse? First Damon, then my mother, and now … I've just kissed the man who swore he'll kill me the next time we meet.The door opened. Charlton. My stomach drops, my life flashing before my eyes. This just went from bad to worse. I want to crawl into a hole and disappear.I glance at Damon and Lily. Maybe staying married to Dam
Derek’s povI was strongly against employing a dismissed military officer as an assistant, and I was right to be.My contacts at the military base described him as 'annoyingly resourceful'. A warning, and I ignored it. Now I'm paying for it.Why did I let Charlton, my best friend and business partner talk me into this? I swear, I'm going to kill him.If looks could kill, the board's representative would've been dead ten minutes into this meeting. Hell, in my mind, I've already buried him.How could he stand there, smug as ever, presenting a report of incompetence to me? My airline is the reason every one of those idiots had dinner with the president last week. And yet, here we are.Ungrateful bastards."The board's considering a vote of no confidence, but they're willing to give you one last chance. If not, the investors for the expansion will pull out". I roll my eyes, my mouth itch to tell him to fuck off but if I open my mouth, this would be worse than it is already.Why the hell
Aneeka’s povThe hard, defined body I’m plastered against stiffens. My arms tighten instinctively around his neck as I feel his reaction, my eyes squeezing shut in the intense moment. We stand there freezing for what feels like minutes. I’m counting.I feel his lips–– flat and firm move against mine, slow at first. Then, with a hint of something more, he nibbles on my bottom lip. Before I can fully register it, his tongue pushes past my lips, and the kiss deepens. It’s fierce, almost primal, like he’s taking something from me.Seconds pass, and the kiss only grows hotter.I’m still counting.My body melts against him, the heat rising between us. To my shock, he pulls me close, his hands circling my waist, tugging me tight. His kiss tastes like heaven–– delicious, bold and manly. My inner goddess ignites, fiery and reckless, urging me to lean into him more. I can feel his desire–- hard and unrelenting.I’ve never felt this desired, this wanted. Not by Damon. Not by anyone.But wait. Wh
Aneeka’s povFor the first time in years, I’ve found the courage to leave my loveless marriage. The weight of this decision was heavy, like a stone pressing down on my chest, but it also thrilled me. I was choosing myself for the first time, my happiness, my peace. The thought of starting again, rediscovering who I was, terrified me. But what else could I do?Who said good things came easy? No one.Two hours had passed since my lawyer’s call, and my headache hadn’t gone away. The news he’d shared disturbed me, unsettling things I’d tried to bury deep inside. Memories I had longed to forget resurfaced, dragging me back to a place where I felt trapped all over again.My mother was a control freak. We never had much of a relationship because of her constant need to dominate, to criticize, to demand the impossible. Her passing was bittersweet. It’s strange to admit, but the truth was undeniable—her death gave me freedom.But guess whose mother couldn’t let go of control, even in death?Mi
Damon dropped to one knee, his eyes locked on Lily’s, and pulled a small box from his pocket. The diamond ring sparkled under the dim light, a mockery of the vows they had once exchanged.“Marry me,” he said, his voice low, his tone almost smoldering.Lily’s gasp was audible as she gazed at the ring, her face lighting up with joy.But across the room, Aneeka’s world shattered.How could he? The question tore through her mind, jagged and unforgiving. The emptiness, the loneliness, the countless nights of wondering where she had gone wrong.She had convinced herself she could endure a loveless marriage, telling herself stability and familiarity were enough. But this? Proposing to another woman? It destroyed her.The sound of Lily’s ecstatic screams were the last things Aneeka heard before the darkness overtook her.Aneeka woke to the sterile smell of the hospital room. Her head throbbed, her limbs heavy, but it was Damon’s cold voice that pierced the haze of her drug-induced sleep.“Her
Aneeka’s life was imploding right before her eyes..Damon had always been cold and distant in public, but today his contempt was sharper than ever. His eyes barely met hers, and when they did, they were filled with irritation.While Anne’s wedding to her high school sweetheart was in full swing, the contrast between the joy around her and the emptiness inside her felt suffocating. It should’ve been her day too—the woman married to Damon for four years. Today was their anniversary. But Damon wasn’t celebrating her. He was at the bar with Lily, the maid of honor, lavishing her with praise.“Perfect!” Scott, Damon’s best friend, shouted, his voice too loud.Aneeka scanned the room, searching for Damon. She spotted him laughing with Lily, her stomach dropping. She knew better than to interrupt.She slumped into a chair behind them, the sound of their voices grinding against her nerves. Damon was all smiles, calling Lily “gorgeous” and “perfect.” Each word felt like a knife twisting deeper
Aneeka’s life was imploding right before her eyes..Damon had always been cold and distant in public, but today his contempt was sharper than ever. His eyes barely met hers, and when they did, they were filled with irritation.While Anne’s wedding to her high school sweetheart was in full swing, the contrast between the joy around her and the emptiness inside her felt suffocating. It should’ve been her day too—the woman married to Damon for four years. Today was their anniversary. But Damon wasn’t celebrating her. He was at the bar with Lily, the maid of honor, lavishing her with praise.“Perfect!” Scott, Damon’s best friend, shouted, his voice too loud.Aneeka scanned the room, searching for Damon. She spotted him laughing with Lily, her stomach dropping. She knew better than to interrupt.She slumped into a chair behind them, the sound of their voices grinding against her nerves. Damon was all smiles, calling Lily “gorgeous” and “perfect.” Each word felt like a knife twisting deeper...
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