Anya's life has been filled with nothing but pain-from being forced into an abusive marriage to being used as payment for her husband's debt. When she's handed over to Kane Maxwell, a cold billionaire with a grudge, her past comes back to haunt her. Kane wants revenge on Anya for breaking his heart 7years ago, but as he spends time with Anya, he sees the truth behind her broken smile. Secrets come to light, and old feelings start to resurface. Anya must choose between trusting the man who planned to ruin her, or fighting to find her own way?
View MoreThis was beyond awkward. The tension in the air was so suffocating, and the only sound was the clinking of utensils. I kept glancing between them, waiting for someone to speak because the silence was killing me.Then Liam finally opened his mouth.“Mr. Maxwell, I didn’t know you were into taking other people’s wives.”Oh, for the love of God. My breath caught as I looked at him in shock, then turned to Kane. But Kane didn’t seem fazed by the ridiculous comment.“I have to thank you for that, Mr. Ross,” Kane replied smoothly, a mocking smirk playing on his lips. He took a slow sip of water before continuing. “You’re the one who opened my eyes to it when you offered your wife to me. And then I thought, why not just take her from you instead?”What the hell was this conversation? I was here right.Desperate to change the subject, I forced a smile. “The breakfast is delicious. Rose is a really good cook.”Kane turned to me, grinning from ear to ear. “I think so too, love.”I froze. Love?
"I know you're angry about how I acted and how things ended, but you have to understand—I had my reasons. It might sound like I'm making excuses, but I'm sorry, Anya.""I really am," Kane added, glancing at me before focusing back on the road, his voice gentle.I scoffed and looked away. I didn’t need his apology. He wasn’t even at fault. I was with him because of Liam. I was there to be at his beck and call."There’s no need to apologize. I was with you for a reason, so it wasn’t anything special," I said flatly, staring out the window."Even so, I still hope you can forgive me."I ignored him. Forgiving him wasn’t that simple. The way he had treated me hurt, and it reminded me how little control I had over my life. Everything I did was dictated by someone else."You can drop me off a few blocks from my house," I said, noticing we were almost there."No, I'll drop you at your door and walk you inside."I turned to him sharply. "Are you insane? If Liam or someone else sees me, then wh
ANYA’S POVI was getting discharged today, and as I packed my bags, I wished I could stay in the hospital a little longer. Don’t get me wrong I don’t exactly like how I got here or being strangled half to death but because of the peace and quiet.My father and Liam hadn’t visited me since that day. I’d like to say it was strange, but honestly, I wouldn’t have wanted to see either of them anyway. And I was actually relieved they stayed away—I didn’t need to hear any of their bullshit.With a sigh, I walked out of the room, saying a final goodbye to the nurse who had been looking after me. As I stepped outside, I closed my eyes and took in a deep breath. The fresh air hit my face, giving me a brief moment of peace even though I knew I was walking right back into a war zone.My father was supposed to pick me up, but he canceled at the last minute and left me money to call an Uber. The problem? I didn’t have my phone, and I didn’t want to bother the nurses. So, I figured I’d just take a t
"I can’t say it’s nice to see you, Mr. Ross," I said, moving to sit on the couch beside Daniel, who already looked irritated."I called you several times to set up a meeting," Liam said, walking over to stand in front of us before taking a seat. My jaw clenched. Fucker thinks we’re buddies now."And he thinks we’re buddies now," Daniel said, voicing my thoughts out loud, his tone sharp. "No one asked you to sit, but of course, it’s nothing to worry about."Liam’s face remained unreadable, and I had to summon every ounce of self-control not to reach over and strangle him—like he did to her. I closed my eyes, taking deep breaths to stay calm."I’m leaving before I do something I shouldn’t," Daniel sighed, getting up. He shot Liam one last glare before walking out of my office.I turned back to Liam. "What brings you to my office, Mr. Ross?"I already knew why he was here—the bastard wanted something."It’s about the money I owe," he started, stiff on the couch.I scoffed. For someone
Kane’s povI didn’t know what I was thinking, showing up at the hospital like that. I had no right to be there after how things ended between us. Hell, I had planned to wait, to bide my time until she was completely mine. But the moment I heard she was rushed to the hospital after leaving my house, I panicked. That panic quickly turned into anger—at him, at myself.Fuck. I knew she wouldn’t be safe going back to him, but I let her go anyway. I had no idea he’d try something this soon. It hadn’t even been 24 hours, and that bastard already put his filthy hands on her—on my Anya.The first thing I did was call the hospital to ask how she was. Of course, they refused to give me any information—some bullshit about “privacy policies.” But having money and power comes in handy. Liam had made sure the news didn’t get out, covering up both her hospitalization and the fact that he was the reason she was there. Cheeky bastard.A mild concussion. A bruised rib.I saw red.I thought of every poss
My father stormed in, pulling Liam off me. I gasped for air, coughing as my throat burned. My vision blurred as I struggled to catch my breath."Get your hands off my daughter!" My father’s voice vibrated through the room."You and your daughter are the worst thing that ever happened to me! My life is falling apart because of you. Both of you!" Liam yelled, his face twisted with rage."Because of us?" My father scoffed. "No, Liam. Your life is falling apart because of you—because of your greed. You’re just looking for someone to take your frustrations out on."I hadn’t been happy to see my father in a long time, but today, I was grateful. If he hadn’t shown up, Liam might have strangled me to death.Liam let out a bitter chuckle. "It’s funny how you think you have a choice. You gave her to me in exchange for my investment. She belongs to me whether you like it or not, and I’ll do as I please with her.""Would I have ever agreed to it if I knew you were such a scumbag?" My father snapp
The sound of the door creaking open pulled me out of sleep. I stayed still, listening. It had to be my father, ready to start another day with an argument I didn’t have the energy for. So, I kept my eyes closed and pretended to be asleep.I had managed to sleep after breakfast this morning, but only because I had spent the entire night thinking. Thinking about what exactly? A lot.Footsteps moved across the room—slow and careful. This wasn’t my father. He never moved this quietly.I forced myself to breathe evenly, fighting the urge to sit up and see who it was. Then, the mattress dipped slightly. A hand reached up and gently caressed my face.“You know you’re really bad at pretending,” a voice said, playful yet familiar.Kane. Freaking Kane.Why was this asshole here? My eyes flew open, wide with shock.“What are you doing here? Why are you here?” I blurted out, sitting up, my gaze darting between him and the door.He chuckled. “Slow down, Anya,” he said, reaching for the plaster on
A steady beeping sound filled my ears as I slowly opened my eyes. The bright white light above made me squint, and for a moment, everything felt blurry.I blinked a few times, adjusting to my surroundings. The room smelled of antiseptic, and the soft hum of machines echoed around me. I was in a hospital.A woman in a light blue uniform stood beside my bed, checking something on a clipboard. She looked up and noticed me staring."Oh, you’re awake," she said with a small smile. "Please don’t try to move too much. I’ll go get the doctor."She quickly walked out of the room, leaving me alone. My head ached, and my body felt weak. I swallowed, my throat dry. What happened? How did I get here?Memories slowly started coming back—Liam, the argument, my father and I in his car talking and then… nothing.I exhaled slightly, scanning the room for any sign of my father. He wasn’t here. I guess he left.A few moments later, the door opened, and a middle-aged man with short brown hair and glasses
Liam scoffed at my father’s voice, running a hand through his hair. He shot me a glare before walking to the door. I heard it open as I slid down the counter, my vision blurring as blood dripped down my face.“I don’t remember inviting you, so why are you here?” Liam asked, his voice cold.My father scoffed. “I’m not here for you. I’m here to see my daughter.”“You can’t see her. Leave.”“Like I need your permission,” my father chuckled before pushing his way in. Liam slammed the door shut behind him.I groaned softly, struggling to clear my vision and endure the burning pain in my face, stomach, and head.“You’re not allowed in my house. Haven’t I made that clear?” Liam yelled.“Take your hands off me! I don’t care if I’m allowed or not. I haven’t heard from Anya in a week, and I want to see her.” My father’s voice was just as loud.I was stunned. Since when did he care? Maybe he just wanted something. But challenging Liam like this? A terrible idea.“Anya? Anya….” my father called.
I hated parties like this—filled with hypocrites who thought they were better than everyone else just because they had money. I had experienced their two-faced nature firsthand, so I’d resorted to sitting quietly, smiling politely, and throwing in a few compliments here and there to keep the peace.My cheeks were starting to hurt from smiling all night, playing the role of the “perfect wife” while making small talk with women who saw me as competition. They wouldn’t hesitate to stab me in the back the moment I turned around.Honestly, I didn’t even know why I was at this party. It’s not like I was invited. Liam occasionally dragged me to these events, but I wasn’t required to be at this one.“You’re so lucky to have Liam as your husband,” said a blonde woman sitting next to me. Her voice dripped with fake sweetness. “He’s kind, handsome, successful, and he treats you so well. Bringing you to parties and never leaving your side—he’s every woman’s dream.”More like every woman’s nightma...
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