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“You’re going to be the new Managing Director of the company,” Adrian announced, leaning casually against the kitchen counter, his tone as nonchalant as if he were commenting on the weather.I froze mid-bite of my toast. “I’m sorry, what did you just say?”“You heard me,” he repeated, pouring himself another cup of coffee. “You’re going to be the MD.”I stared at him, still trying to process. “MD? As in Managing Director? Adrian, are you serious? How… how does that even make sense?”He shrugged, a small smirk tugging at his lips. “You already know, Mia. I promised you that if you married me, you’d keep your job. I keep my promises. And this? This is just the beginning.”“But why now?” I pressed, my voice rising slightly. “This is so sudden—”“Because it’s time to shut the rumors down, once and for all,” he said, stepping closer. “There’s no way my wife is staying in a junior role like marketing analyst. It’s beneath you.”I blinked at him, completely thrown. “Beneath me?”“Yes,” he sa
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“Have you seen the papers this morning?” Lisa’s voice rang through the phone, sharp and relentless, cutting through my morning haze like a knife. I groaned, clutching the phone tighter as I rolled over in bed. “Lisa, it’s barely seven. What could possibly be so urgent?” “Oh, I don’t know. Maybe the fact that your face is plastered all over the tabloids again? You should really look. Page six. You’re welcome.” The line went dead before I could respond. I stared at the phone, annoyance bubbling up in my chest. Lisa was always like this—dramatic, self-serving, and lately, not much of a friend. After all, she had no problem siding with the board members who’d accused me of stealing company funds. Still, curiosity got the better of me. Throwing off the covers, I shuffled to the door, grabbing the newspaper that had been unceremoniously shoved through the mail slot. As I flipped to page six, my heart sank. "POWER COUPLE IN THE MAKING: ADRIAN AND MIA KNIGHT RISE ABOVE SCANDAL" U
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“Is it true you married him for his money?” I stopped mid-step, my coffee cup hovering dangerously close to spilling. Slowly, I turned around, hoping I hadn’t heard correctly. But there she was—one of the interns, standing wide-eyed with a nervous smile. Bold for someone at the bottom of the food chain. “Excuse me?” I said, arching a brow. The girl’s face flushed red as she fumbled with her words. “Oh, I didn’t mean it like that! It’s just... people have been talking. Not me! Other people. In the breakroom.” I took a deliberate step forward, locking eyes with her. “And what exactly are they saying?” She swallowed hard, clearly regretting her decision to approach me. “You know, just rumors... about you and Mr. Knight.” I set my coffee cup on the nearest desk, crossing my arms. “Let me make one thing clear. What I married Adrian Knight for—or why I married him—is none of your business. But since you seem curious, I’ll answer your question. I married him because I felt like it
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"Who is Catherine?" My voice sliced through the quiet tension in the room, sharp and demanding.Adrian looked up from his laptop, his dark brows furrowing. "How do you know about Catherine?""How do I know?" I repeated, crossing my arms as my heart thumped with indignation. "Oh, so you didn’t even want me to know? Did you seriously think you could keep it a secret that you have a fiancée?"Adrian sighed, his expression hardening as he closed his laptop with a deliberate snap. "Point of correction," he said in a clipped tone. "Had a fiancée, not have. She’s in my past.""And when exactly were you planning to tell me about this past of yours?" I demanded, my frustration bubbling to the surface.His jaw tightened as he leaned back in his chair, studying me with a measured gaze. "Where did you even hear about it?""A reporter," I said sharply. "She approached me earlier and decided to unload the charming tale of Adrian King and his perfect fiancée, Catherine. Oh, and how I’m supposedly th
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Catherine.The name hung heavy in the air, pulling the room into a silence so tense it felt like it could snap at any moment. My heart raced, and I couldn’t tell if it was from anger or from the way Adrian’s jaw tightened when he said her name.“Well, isn’t this a pleasant surprise,” Catherine said, her tone as smooth as polished glass. She crossed the room with an air of practiced elegance, her heels clicking softly against the floor.Adrian’s grandfather, oblivious to the tension, beamed at her. “I’m so glad to see you, my dear. You always brighten my day.”Catherine’s gaze flicked to me for the briefest moment before settling on Adrian. “I didn’t mean to interrupt your visit,” she said, her smile tight. “I just came by to drop off some flowers for Grandpa.”Adrian didn’t move, his arms crossed and his expression unreadable. “You’re here often, it seems,” he said, his voice colder than I’d ever heard it.“Of course,” Catherine replied smoothly. “I care about him. That hasn’t changed
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“You think I don’t see what’s happening here, Adrian?”The words tore through my chest before I even realized I was speaking. From my hidden spot across the street, I watched him, my so-called husband, sitting in his car with Catherine. Her fingers grazed his arm, her smile sharp, calculated. The kind of smile that said, I still own you.Adrian was leaning back in his seat, his face taut, but he wasn’t pulling away.I wanted to storm over, throw open the door, and demand an explanation. But that wasn’t how this worked. Ours wasn’t a real marriage. It was a contract—a deal. And yet here I was, furious over something I didn’t even have the right to be mad about.But I couldn’t let this slide. Not this time.Carefully, I crossed the street, sticking close to the shadows. The wind bit at my face, and the city’s usual noise seemed muffled under the weight of my pounding heart. I stopped just behind a parked car, crouching low, listening.“I told you to stay out of this,” Adrian said, his v
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The knock on the door was sharp, urgent, almost demanding. Adrian glanced up from the magazine in his lap, his brows furrowing. “Who’s that?” “I don’t know. You expecting anyone?” I asked, already rising from the couch. “No.” His voice was clipped, distracted as he flipped another page. I opened the door and froze. Catherine. “Mia.” Her voice was soft, trembling. Her eyes, rimmed with redness, darted behind me like she was searching for something—or someone. “I need to talk to Adrian.” I didn’t move. I gripped the edge of the door, fighting the urge to slam it shut. “What do you want, Catherine?” “It’s personal,” she whispered, her lips quivering. “What’s going on?” Adrian’s voice came from behind me, steady but firm. Catherine’s eyes lit up at the sound of his voice, and her lips curved into a faint, almost grateful smile. “Adrian.” He was by my side in seconds, his presence unmistakable. His gaze flicked to her, narrowing slightly. “What’s wrong?” “I—” She falte
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Adrian stepped toward the dock and gestured to the rowboat. “Shall we?”I hesitated, eyeing the boat skeptically. “You expect me to get in that thing? Do I look like someone who knows how to row?”He smirked, already untying the rope. “You won’t have to. I’ll do the hard part. You just sit back and enjoy.”I crossed my arms, raising an eyebrow. “You’re really trying to sell this, aren’t you?”“Come on, Mia,” he said, holding a hand out to me. “Where’s your sense of adventure?”I couldn’t resist the challenge in his tone. With a resigned sigh, I took his hand and let him help me into the boat. It rocked slightly as I settled onto the bench, and I shot Adrian a glare.“If this thing tips, I’m blaming you,” I said, gripping the edge of the boat for dear life.“Noted,” he replied, climbing in after me with practiced ease. “Although, if you end up in the water, it’ll be your fault for not trusting my impeccable boating skills.”“Oh, impeccable, huh?” I shot back. “Let me guess, you’re secr
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The house was eerily quiet after Max left. It was like someone had flipped a switch, silencing the tornado of energy that had been spinning through the rooms for the past two days. I stood in the living room, surveying the wreckage. Pillows were strewn across the floor, one of Max’s toy cars was stuck under the couch, and there was a faint trace of whipped cream on the coffee table that neither of us had bothered to clean up.Adrian walked in, holding two glasses of water. “It’s almost too quiet now, isn’t it?”I accepted the glass he handed me and took a sip. “Yeah, I feel like I should be hearing a six-year-old yelling about superheroes or pancakes.”Adrian chuckled, sitting down on the couch. He looked relaxed, but there was a certain heaviness to his expression that hadn’t been there earlier.“Did he tire you out that much?” I teased, plopping down next to him.“Not just him,” Adrian replied, resting his head against the back of the couch. “Parenting—even the fake kind—is exhausti
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It was well past Max’s bedtime when the house finally quieted. After a long day of non-stop energy, the kid had collapsed in the guest bedroom, clutching his toy robot like it was the most precious thing in the world.Adrian and I stood in the hallway outside his room, listening to his soft snores.“Well,” I said, keeping my voice low. “That was...an experience.”Adrian rubbed the back of his neck, looking as if he’d just finished running a marathon. “I don’t know how parents do this every day.”“Admit it, you had fun,” I teased.He shot me a look, but there was no real heat behind it. “Define ‘fun.’”“Oh, come on. You were laughing at the park. You helped him build a tower out of those blocks at the toy store. And don’t think I didn’t see you trying to beat his high score on that arcade game.”Adrian’s lips twitched, but he didn’t respond.I leaned closer, smirking. “You’re a softie, aren’t you?”“Hardly,” he said, though the faint pink creeping up his neck betrayed him.Shaking my h
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The next morning, I woke up to the unmistakable sound of pots clanging in the kitchen. Groaning, I checked the time—6:12 a.m. Too early for anything except coffee.As I stumbled out of the bedroom, I nearly tripped over a small robot toy parked in the hallway. Max’s backpack was propped up against the wall, and a trail of crayons led straight to the kitchen like breadcrumbs.When I reached the kitchen, the scene nearly stopped me in my tracks.Max stood on a stool, wearing one of Adrian’s button-up shirts as an oversized apron, flour smudged on his cheeks. Adrian was next to him, looking like he’d aged ten years overnight. His usual crisp morning appearance was replaced with a wrinkled t-shirt and dark circles under his eyes.“Good morning,” I said cautiously, stepping inside. “What’s going on here?”Max turned to me with a bright smile. “We’re making pancakes!”“We are not making pancakes,” Adrian corrected, his voice sharp. “We are ruining my kitchen.”“I’m helping!” Max protested,
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“You’re not answering the door?” Adrian asked, his eyes flicking toward the sharp knock echoing through the mansion.“It’s your house,” I replied, lazily sipping my coffee. “Could be one of your mysterious business associates.”Adrian sighed, setting down his tablet. “Or a solicitor. Last time someone showed up unannounced, it was a guy trying to sell me a custom mailbox shaped like a yacht.”“Well, don’t keep them waiting. Could be your next yacht mailbox,” I teased, smirking.Rolling his eyes, Adrian pushed back his chair and walked to the door. “If it’s something ridiculous, you’re dealing with it next time,” he muttered under his breath.The moment he opened the door, a whirlwind of energy burst into the room in the form of a petite woman with sharp features, silver-streaked hair, and an air of authority that made me sit up straighter.“Adrian, darling, I need your help,” the woman announced, stepping inside as though she owned the place.“Eleanor,” Adrian said warily, his posture
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It started with a search for coffee.I was wandering Adrian’s massive mansion one morning, wearing one of his oversized shirts and a pair of fuzzy socks, when I found myself hopelessly lost.“This place is ridiculous,” I muttered, peering into yet another empty room. “Who even needs this many doors?”Adrian had mentioned that the kitchen was “just down the hall,” but the hallways in his house seemed to stretch on forever. Just as I was about to give up and text him for help, I noticed something odd about one of the walls.It wasn’t a wall at all. It was a door—one cleverly disguised to blend in with the wood-paneled hallway.“What’s this?” I murmured, my curiosity immediately piqued.I pushed the door open and stepped inside, expecting to find a storage closet or maybe a boring office. Instead, I found a room that took my breath away.---The space was bathed in soft, natural light filtering through skylights. The walls were lined with shelves crammed with sketchbooks, canvases, and j
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Adrian didn’t know what hit him when I proposed a spontaneous road trip.“A road trip?” he repeated, his brow furrowed as he glanced at the neatly packed duffel bags sitting by the door. “Mia, you’re aware we’re not teenagers anymore, right?”“Exactly why we should do it!” I said, looping my arm through his and giving him my best puppy-dog eyes. “It’s not like we have meetings to attend or deadlines to meet this weekend. Think of it as a mini getaway. Just you, me, and the open road.”He crossed his arms, leaning against the doorframe with a skeptical expression. “And let me guess—you already have an itinerary planned out?”“Of course,” I said, holding up my phone. “I mapped out all the best stops. Scenic views, quirky diners, maybe even a haunted inn.”“A haunted inn?” His brow shot up. “Why does it feel like I’m walking into one of your chaotic schemes again?”“Because you are,” I replied cheerfully, grabbing his hand. “Now come on, Mr. Grumpy. Live a little.”He sighed, pinching th
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I was sprawled on the couch, scrolling through social media when inspiration struck. A video of a couple recreating the famous dance scene from The Notebook caught my eye. They twirled and laughed under fairy lights, the kind of perfection that made hopeless romantics sigh.“This is so cute,” I muttered to myself, tapping on the hashtag #CoupleGoalsChallenge and diving into a rabbit hole of clips. Each video featured couples doing things that ranged from heartwarming to outright silly—romantic dances, baking disasters, matching outfits, and even lip-syncing battles.The idea hit me like a bolt of lightning. I was already grinning by the time Adrian walked into the living room, holding a steaming mug of coffee.“What are you plotting now?” he asked, raising a skeptical eyebrow as he caught sight of my overly enthusiastic expression.“I’m not plotting. I’m... brainstorming,” I said, tucking my phone behind me like it wasn’t filled with ideas that would probably make him regret being in
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“I don’t know about you,” Adrian said, his voice warm and teasing as he leaned against the kitchen counter, “but I think we need to set some ground rules.”“Ground rules?” I asked, raising an eyebrow as I poured myself a cup of coffee. “Is this your way of saying you’re already regretting this?”His lips curved into a smirk, but there was no mistaking the softness in his gaze. “No, Mia. I’m saying if we’re going to do this—really do this—I don’t want to screw it up.”I set my mug down and turned to face him, crossing my arms over my chest. “Okay, Mr. Rule Maker. Let’s hear it. What are these so-called ground rules?”Adrian pushed off the counter and took a step closer, his presence commanding as always. But this time, there was a gentleness to his movements, a vulnerability that made my heart skip a beat. “Rule number one,” he began, his voice low and serious. “We don’t keep secrets. If something’s bothering you, you tell me. No more guessing games.”I raised an eyebrow, leaning again
