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80. THE LAST GAMBLE
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SOPHIA I stood in the witness box, my hands gripping the edge tightly. Victor’s lawyer had finished questioning him, and now, my lawyer stood up, ready to question me one last time. She looked at me seriously. “Miss Sophia, since you say the contract was fraudulent, is there any way it could be adjusted so you and Victor can meet in the middle?” Meet in the middle? My stomach twisted at the thought. I shook my head firmly. “The contract was a lie from the beginning,” I said. “I was never allowed to read it before signing. This whole marriage was a trap.” My lawyer nodded. "So what are you trying to say?" I took a deep breath and replied. “There was never a real relationship between me and Victor. It was all fake. And now, he’s asking the court to give him six months with me? Six months to do what exactly?” I turned my eyes to Victor. He sat there, calm, as if none of this mattered. My anger burned hotter. “After six months, what will he do? Bring in another mistres
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SOPHIA Victor wasn’t the only one frozen in shock. I sat there, my mouth slightly open, unable to believe what I had just heard. Half. Half of everything he owned. For a moment, I forgot to breathe. Just yesterday, Caleb’s contact had told us Victor was trying to bribe the judge. I’d felt sick hearing it. After everything Victor had already done to me, he still wanted to twist things in his favor. He wasn’t done trying to ruin me. Caleb had acted fast. He called another one of his trusted contacts to check. The truth came back clear. Yes, Victor and his people had tried. They offered money. They made promises. But the judge wouldn’t take it. He was a man who couldn’t be bought. And the case was everywhere—on blogs, news, social media. Millions of eyes were watching. The judge wouldn’t risk his name. That made me feel a little better. At least I knew the truth would have a chance. But still… I had only hoped for a small win. I thought maybe the court would cancel the contr
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SOPHIA Caleb’s mother sighed as she gently grabbed Melody’s arm. “I’m sorry,” she said, giving Caleb and me a look that begged us not to be upset. “She’s had too much to drink for reasons I don't know. I’ll take her away.” But Melody wasn’t making it easy. She kept pulling back, shouting things I didn’t want to hear. Caleb’s mother tightened her grip and dragged her out, whispering sharp words into her ear as they disappeared from our sight. The room went quiet again. Caleb ran a hand through his hair and let out a long breath. “I have no idea why she even came back into the country,” he muttered. “She’s only here to get on my nerves. I can’t put up with her for another second.” I smiled softly. “Don’t stress too much. She’s still your sister.” He stared at me for a moment, then sighed in defeat. “Fine.” We ate the delicious cake to our fill, but Caleb wasn’t done celebrating. I could see the ideas spinning in his head. His eyes brightened again, and he leaned toward me. “W
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CALEB I laid there, watching Sophia. She was fast asleep beside me, her breathing soft and slow. She looked peaceful—so peaceful it made something twist in my chest. I could still feel the warmth of her body close to mine. I didn’t think it was possible to care about someone the way I cared about her. And tonight, she had surprised me. Sweetly. In a way I didn’t expect. A smile tugged at the corner of my lips as I thought about it. She had given me a moment I would never forget. Suddenly, her lashes fluttered. She blinked a few times before her sleepy eyes found mine. Then, slowly, a small smile appeared on her face. It was soft. A little shy. But it was the kind of smile that made my heart race. We stared at each other for a while. No words. Just… us. “I liked your surprise,” I whispered, brushing a loose strand of hair away from her face. She closed her eyes at my touch, and I leaned down to press a kiss to her forehead. I was still leaning close when I asked, “Do yo
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CALEB Sophia’s eyes glistened as I slipped the ring onto her finger. For a second, she just stared at it, her hands trembling in front of her face. Then more tears spilled over. She didn’t even try to stop them. “I… I can’t believe this,” she whispered, her voice shaking. I smiled and wiped a tear from her cheek. “Believe it. You’re mine now.” She laughed through the tears, leaned forward, and I caught her mouth in a kiss. Soft, but deep. Her hands were cold, her lips warm, and I swear the world around us disappeared for a second. Then I heard someone clear their throat. We pulled apart to find my mother standing there, smiling so wide I thought her face might break. She opened her arms, and Sophia went straight into them. “My daughter,” my mom whispered as she hugged her tight. And that did it for me. There was no holding back the feeling in my chest. This was everything I’d ever wanted. After that, people came in waves. Friends, associates, a few board members, the
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VICTOR I stormed into the house like a man possessed, kicking the door open so hard it slammed against the wall. My chest was burning, my fists tight, and I could barely breathe from the anger choking me. I grabbed the first thing I saw—a glass vase on the table—and smashed it into the ground. It shattered into a thousand pieces, but it wasn’t enough. Nothing was enough. “Victor!” my mother’s voice rang out. She rushed towards me, wide-eyed and worried. “What’s going on? What happened?” I turned to her, my hands shaking. “I lost, Mom,” I spat, pacing the room like a caged animal. “I lost the case. Half of my money is gone. Gone!” I laughed bitterly, shaking my head. “People are still mocking me, still throwing dirt on my name like I’m some fool who deserves it.” She sighed. “Come on, Victor. It's already in the past. Put it behind....." “She played me!” I roared, slamming my fist into the wall. The sharp sting barely registered through my rage. “Sophia! She tricked me. She tr
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VICTOR When every ounce of rage and lust had burned through me, I stood up from the bed without a word. My breathing was still heavy, my body still thrumming with what I’d just done to Isabella. But it was done. I dragged my clothes back on, buttoning my shirt slowly while Isabella lay there, trembling, wrecked. She was still trying to catch her breath, still caught in the heat of it, thinking there was something more between us. There wasn’t. I fastened my belt and turned to her. “There’s something I need you to do.” She blinked up at me, confused at first, then slowly sat up. Her hair was a mess, her skin marked where I’d held her too tightly. I didn’t care. “What do you mean?” she asked, her voice hoarse. I pulled a cigarette from the box on the table, lit it, and took a slow drag before answering. “You want to stay out of prison?” I said, my tone flat. “You do this for me, and I’ll make sure you get the best lawyer money can buy. You’ll walk away clean.” She swallowe
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SOPHIA I sat with Caleb, listening to the wedding planner as she ran through the details. Flowers. Decorations. Music. The guest list. She spoke about how grand it was going to be. I nodded along, but inside, I was barely holding back the excitement. This was it. My wedding. For the first time in my life, I was going to walk down the aisle, wearing a white dress, and marry a man who loved me just as much as I loved him. No lies. No secrets. Just… love. When we finished the meeting, Caleb took my hand. His fingers laced through mine as we walked out of the building together. The sun was warm on my face, and I felt light. Until the reporters came. They swarmed us so fast I didn’t have time to react. Cameras flashed in my face. Microphones shoved at my mouth. Voices shouting over each other. “Is it true the child you’re carrying belongs to Mr. Caleb Foster?” “Were you cheating on your husband while you were still married to Mr. Sinclair?” “Did you lie to the court just
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MONTHS LATER The early morning sun filtered through the cream-colored curtains of Sophia and Caleb’s bedroom, casting a soft golden glow over the room. It was quiet, peaceful—too peaceful for what was about to happen. Sophia stirred in bed, her brows furrowed slightly as a sharp wave of discomfort ran through her lower back. She shifted, thinking it was just the usual pregnancy ache she’d been dealing with for weeks now. But then, a second wave came... stronger, more distinct, and she gasped, her hand flying to her belly. “Caleb…” she whispered, a mixture of nervousness and urgency in her voice. He stirred beside her, his eyes opening in slow confusion. “Soph? You okay?” “I think…” she breathed, pausing as another contraction hit, this one more intense than the last. “I think the baby’s coming.” That was all Caleb needed to hear. He jumped out of bed in a flash, suddenly wide awake, his mind scrambling to recall everything they had planned. He rushed to grab the hospital
From Ashes To The Billionaire's Arms 20. VOWS, LOVE, AND NEW BEGINNINGS
The day finally came for Ezekiel and Irene's wedding.. The venue was a grand, open-air estate draped in soft white fabrics and adorned with cascading flowers in shades of blush, ivory, and gold. A warm breeze carried the scent of fresh roses through the air, while violins played gently in the background. The crowd was large, filled with dignitaries, friends, family, and loved ones who had gathered to celebrate the long-awaited union. Irene looked breathtaking in a flowing, pearl-white gown that hugged her frame perfectly, her veil trailing behind her like a waterfall of lace. Ezekiel stood at the altar, his face a mixture of nervousness and joy, dressed in an impeccably tailored tuxedo. Alina sat in the second row beside Zander, her fingers laced through his as they both watched the ceremony unfold. She wore a pale pink dress that shimmered softly in the light, her hair pinned in soft curls. A few people from Zander’s family had shown up too....his mother, glowing with pride, and
From Ashes To The Billionaire's Arms 19. FINALLY ACCEPTED
After Zander and Alina left Ezekiel, Irene went back home with him, and for the first time in days, she felt true relief. Finally, the storm had calmed. Ezekiel had taken the first step, and even though it wasn’t a full embrace, it was a beginning. That was all she had ever wanted. Later that day, after they returned home, Alina and Zander were greeted by a surprise—Zander’s grandfather was waiting for them in the grand living room. He sat on his usual armchair, a newspaper resting on the table beside him and a cup of untouched tea growing cold. What surprised Alina most was the soft expression on the old man’s face. “Alina,” he called gently, waving her over. “Come sit.” She glanced at Zander, who gave her a reassuring nod. Alina walked over, heart steady but expectant. Zander’s grandfather had barely spoken a kind word to her since she’d entered the mansion. But ever since the incident with Anna—the exposed plot, the video, the fall down the stairs—his demeanor had changed. Hi
From Ashes To The Billionaire's Arms 18. SHATTERED BONDS
Zander’s grandfather was seething when he was away from Alina and Zander. His cane trembled in his grip as his voice echoed through the room. “How dare she?” he thundered. “How could Anna try to harm Zander’s mother like that? In our home!” The anger in his voice silenced the whispers around him. Everyone, still stunned from the video Alina had shown, stood quietly as the weight of Anna’s betrayal settled over them. Zander’s mother turned toward Alina, her eyes glossy with emotion. She reached out and pulled her into a hug, her voice soft but full of gratitude. “You saved me,” she whispered. “I don’t even want to think about what could have happened if Anna had succeeded. Thank you, Alina.” Before Alina could respond, Zander stepped forward and wrapped his arms around her from behind, drawing her into his chest. “You saved my mom,” he murmured, pressing a light kiss to the top of her head.After a while, Zander's grandfather called for Alina and Zander's mother to see him.
From Ashes To The Billionaire's Arms 17. THE FALL OF A SCHEME
The scent of disinfectant filled the private hospital room where Anna lay on the bed, her head bandaged, her arm in a sling. Seated beside her was Daniel’s mother, her lips twisted in frustration as she leaned closer to Anna. "This is not how it was supposed to go," she hissed under her breath. “Your foolish stunt only made things worse. And that stupid son of mine—Daniel let Zander record his confession. Now, not only does Zander have the upper hand, but we’re both walking on thin ice.” Anna groaned and sat up slightly, wincing at the pain in her ribs. “Stop blaming me. Grandfather would never turn on me. I’m the one he loves most. I’m the only one who’s always been by his side.” “Love or not,” Daniel’s mother said with narrowed eyes, “you’re lying here, and that woman....Alina...is still walking around like a queen.” Anna’s expression twisted with pain and jealousy. “What hurts the most is that Zander hasn’t even visited me. Not once. I did everything for him. All I wanted w
From Ashes To The Billionaire's Arms 16. A HOUSE DIVIDED
When Zander and Alina returned home, Zander didn’t let her walk. He cradled her gently in his arms and was carrying her toward their bedroom when a sharp voice interrupted their peaceful moment. “Zander, put her down and explain yourself right now!” Standing in the hallway was Daniel’s mother, her face twisted with fury. Beside her stood their grandfather, stone-faced and silent, while Daniel trailed behind them, his face swollen and wrapped in white gauze from the bruises Zander had given him the night before. Zander stopped, but he didn’t set Alina down. He kept his arms firmly around her as his gaze met Daniel’s mother’s accusing eyes. “This is unacceptable!” she spat. “How dare you beat up my son for your characterless wife? What sort of example are you trying to set in this family?” Their grandfather stepped forward, his cane tapping the tiled floor. “We demand an explanation, Zander,” he said in a deep, gruff voice. “You’ve become reckless...beating family, creating sc
From Ashes To The Billionaire's Arms 15. TERMS OF PEACE
Despite her doubts and the warning that her brother would never approve, Alina gave a quiet nod and agreed. There was a strange sense of calm in her decision now. “Honestly,” she said softly, “being married to you feels a lot better than going back and letting my brother choose someone else for me again.” Zander didn’t say anything immediately, but the softness in his eyes said everything. A few seconds later, Alina added, “Still, I want to see him. Ezekiel knows the truth about Matt now, and I think I owe it to both of us to try one more time to talk to him.” Zander reached out and tucked a strand of her hair behind her ear. “That’s not a problem,” he said, his tone gentle. “I’ll take you to see him. I just hope he keeps his hands to himself this time. If he ever lays a finger on you again…” Alina smiled faintly and touched his chest. “He won’t. Not now.” Zander nodded, then leaned back slightly and glanced at her. “Can I make a suggestion?” “Sure.” “I was thinking,” he
From Ashes To The Billionaire's Arms 14. THE GIFT OF LETTING GO
The sound of running water had faded, and a hush fell over the room as Zander stepped out of the bathroom. Steam followed him, curling like mist around the sharp angles of his body. He wore nothing but a towel wrapped around his waist, his dark hair damp and clinging to his forehead. The tension that had gripped him earlier had dissolved beneath the warm shower, leaving him quieter, calmer—but no less conflicted. Alina, seated on the edge of the bed, looked up as he entered. Her gaze locked on him, her lips parting slightly in surprise at the sight of him. There was a long pause, a silence that crackled between them, filled with all the things neither had said. Zander reached for the towel around his neck, rubbing it through his hair, and then paused. His eyes met hers, and he spoke in a voice that was low but steady. “I never doubted you,” he said. Alina blinked, unsure of what he meant. “Earlier, when I asked if what that idiot said was true,” he continued, his tone soften
From Ashes To The Billionaire's Arms 13. WHO DO YOU BELIEVE?
Once they entered their bedroom, Alina didn’t waste a second. She pushed Zander gently onto the bed and climbed onto his lap, cupping his face as she captured his lips in a deep, lingering kiss. Her actions were bold, deliberate, and had one very specific goal. Just as their kiss deepened and Zander’s arms found their way around her waist, the door creaked open behind them. Anna stood in the doorway, frozen, eyes wide with horror. A second later, her face crumpled, and she turned and ran away, sobbing. Alina pulled back slowly and rolled off Zander, a sly smile curving her lips as she lay beside him. Zander looked at her, slightly breathless. “What was that smile for?” Alina sat up and brushed her fingers through her hair, still smirking. “Well, she came to my face and warned me earlier tonight. I just thought I’d return the favor... in a way she won’t forget.” Zander blinked at her. “So this was for Anna?” “Partly,” she replied calmly. “Don’t get me wrong, I enjoyed it. B
