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“I am sorry if this sounds off but is Mr. Maverick a blind man?” I asked, I didn't fail to notice the frown that appeared on her face and for some reason she looked past me, unable to give me the answer. “Is this how it is now? Asking my maids for information about me.” The husky voice I heard from behind me made me jolt in shock. Ray. Emma Watson's life runs out of control when she is sold to Ray Tucker, a blind billionaire as cold and fierce. Haunted by mock and betrayal, Ray is determined to keep on his own world and he sees Emma as nothing more than a means to an end for him because he believes she was just with him because of his money. But Emma is no fragile possession, she wanted to be out of his wrath. She stood up for him and conquered Ray' heart. In Ray' world of deception and hatred from his family, what happens when Emma is torn in between loyalty to Ray and to his family?
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My arranged marriage Picking up pieces
Emma Watson The sunlight spilled through my bedroom window like a quiet invitation—soft, golden, almost apologetic. It was the first real morning I’d had in what felt like weeks. No gunshots. No screaming. No running. Just the distant hum of the city below and the ticking clock on the wall that reminded me life was still moving forward, whether I was ready for it or not. I sat on the edge of my bed, a mug of half-drunk coffee in my hands. It had gone cold an hour ago, but I couldn’t bring myself to move. Every muscle in my body ached like I’d been fighting a war. Maybe I had. Maybe we all had. I hadn’t seen Ray since the night at the hospital. He’d texted, called once, but there was an unspoken understanding between us now—space. Time. The fragile truce between healing and heartache. I wasn’t even sure what I was supposed to be healing from. The violence? The fear? Or the part of me that still loved him—deeply, fiercely—and was now trying to reconcile that love with everyt
Last Updated : 2025-04-19My arranged marriage The weight of silence
Ray Maverick The hospital corridor was too quiet. Not the kind of silence that meant peace or rest—but the kind that wrapped around you like fog, heavy and suffocating. I stood with my back against the wall, arms crossed, watching the closed door to Lucas’s room. Inside, he was stable, they’d said. Recovering. But that word didn’t mean what it used to. Recovering implied going back to how things were before. And nothing about this felt like before. I didn’t know how long I’d been standing there, only that the world felt slower since we’d taken Moreau down. Since Benita crumpled in front of me with that stunned look in her eyes. Since Emma had looked at me like I was both her hero and a man she wasn’t quite sure she recognized. That look haunted me. I hadn’t slept in thirty-six hours, and even if I tried, I knew I wouldn’t. My body was tired, but my mind wouldn’t stop replaying it all—every gunshot, every choice, every consequence. The guilt didn’t claw at me. It didn’t n
Last Updated : 2025-04-19My arranged marriage Fragile pieces
Emma Watson The hospital lights were far too bright for this hour of the night. I sat beside Lucas’s bed, my hands folded tightly in my lap, eyes fixed on the slow, steady rise and fall of his chest. Machines beeped softly around him, an odd symphony of life and fragility that I couldn’t tune out no matter how hard I tried. There were bruises on his cheek, a gash over his eyebrow, and his arm was wrapped in thick gauze. But he was alive. Breathing. Healing. I’d almost lost him. Again. The nurse had said he was lucky—just missed hitting any major organs. A few inches to the left, and we’d be planning a funeral instead of whispering promises for recovery. I reached forward, gently brushing a piece of hair from his forehead. “You better not die on me, Lucas. I need you. We both do.” His eyelids didn’t flutter. He was still under heavy sedation, the doctors giving his body a chance to catch up to the trauma. The bullet wound in his side had required surgery. Ray had nearly
Last Updated : 2025-04-19My arranged marriage The cost of survival
Ray Maverick I’ve been shot at, betrayed, hunted like an animal, and watched people I trusted turn into monsters. But nothing—and I mean nothing—prepared me for what it would feel like to watch Emma get dragged into this war. I should’ve ended it sooner. I should’ve stopped Moreau years ago. And Benita... I should've never let her get close in the first place. Now I was standing in the ruins of what used to be my life. A penthouse that looked like a warzone. A man I once called a brother lying dead at my feet. And Emma—Emma, who still looked at me like I was worth saving. I didn’t deserve it. But I sure as hell wasn’t going to waste it. She stood beside me in the doorway, one hand gently resting on Lucas’s back as he was helped into the waiting ambulance. He was stable now, the paramedics assured us, but he needed surgery. Fast. Emma’s hand dropped from his back as they shut the doors. The flashing red and blue lights bounced off her face, catching the tightness in her jaw
Last Updated : 2025-04-19My arranged marriage The pieces of the storm
Emma Watson I didn’t let go of Lucas’s hand for hours. Even after the doctors told me he was stable, that his vitals were strong, that there was nothing more to do but wait—I stayed. The monitors beeped steadily beside him, a slow, comforting rhythm that reassured me he was still here. He looked impossibly pale against the white sheets, his face drawn and still. Not at all like the Lucas I knew. The one who flirted shamelessly, who cracked jokes under pressure, who never backed down even when he should have. “I’m sorry,” I whispered, tightening my fingers around his. “This never should’ve happened.” I wasn’t sure if I was talking to him or myself. Ray had come and gone, lingering just long enough to squeeze my shoulder before slipping outside. I didn’t blame him. We all needed space in our own way to process what had just happened. I hadn’t had time to really think. Not during the shootout. Not during the blood-soaked rush to the hospital. Not when Benita fell or when
Last Updated : 2025-04-19My arranged marriage The fall
Ray Maverick The moment I stepped into the hospital corridor, the weight of everything that had happened slammed into my chest. The hallway buzzed with the low murmur of nurses and the occasional metallic clatter of a medical cart, but all I could focus on was the sterile white walls and the scent of antiseptic burning in my nostrils. My shirt was still stained with blood—Lucas’s blood—and my knuckles throbbed from the fight with Moreau. But none of that mattered now. Not compared to the hollow ache spreading through my chest. Lucas was in surgery. That bullet had gone in deep, and the doctors weren’t sure how bad the internal damage was. All I knew was that he’d been conscious when we got here, cracking jokes like he wasn’t bleeding out all over the backseat of my car. But the moment the ER doors swallowed him whole, I’d felt something inside me unravel. I’d nearly lost him. Again. Emma sat on one of the hard plastic chairs across from me, her hands clutched in her lap. She
Last Updated : 2025-04-19My arranged marriage Fractures beneath the surface
Emma Watson I woke up before the sun, the world outside Ray’s penthouse still cloaked in that eerie hush that only comes just before dawn. The city that never slept was momentarily silent, like even New York needed a moment to breathe. I lay there staring at the ceiling, Ray’s arm draped across my waist, his breathing soft and even. It should’ve felt peaceful. But all I felt was unsettled. The silence in the aftermath of violence was never truly quiet. It echoed in strange ways—through memories, through moments that replayed in your mind when the world slowed down just enough to let them creep in. I kept hearing Benita’s voice, soft and venomous. “You’re just another fool in Ray’s web.” I slid out from under his arm, careful not to wake him, and padded to the massive floor-to-ceiling windows. The skyline looked deceptively calm. But I knew better now. There were always shadows beneath the surface. Ray stirred behind me moments later. “Can’t sleep?” he murmured, his vo
Last Updated : 2025-04-19My arranged marriage After the fire
Ray Maverick The scent of smoke and gunpowder clung to my clothes like a second skin, a reminder of everything we’d survived—and everything we’d lost. I stood in the hallway outside Lucas’s hospital room, my hands jammed into the pockets of my jacket, replaying the last forty-eight hours like a scratched tape that wouldn’t stop looping. Moreau. Benita. The penthouse soaked in chaos and blood. Emma. She’d saved my life—more than once. And now she was the only thing grounding me. But standing here, outside the door to my best friend’s hospital room, I realized just how much damage had been done. Not just physically, but to the trust between us all. The silence between Lucas and me since the ambulance ride had been deafening. He hadn’t said a word. Just lay there, pale and trembling, as paramedics worked to stabilize him. He was awake now. Recovering. But he still hadn’t asked for me. Maybe he didn’t want to see me. I rubbed a hand over my face, exhaustion sinking into my
Last Updated : 2025-04-19My arranged marriage Shadow of smoke
Emma Watson The city never really slept, but that night, New York felt eerily quiet. It was as if the chaos from Moreau’s penthouse had left a scar across the skyline. I watched it through the tinted windows of the SUV, the city lights blurring into streaks of gold and red as we sped toward the hospital. Lucas sat beside me, his head lolling slightly as he fought to stay conscious. Blood had soaked through the makeshift bandage wrapped around his side. I kept pressure on it with both hands, whispering encouragement even though I wasn’t sure he could hear me. “You’re going to be okay,” I said, my voice trembling. “Just hold on, Lucas. We’re almost there.” He let out a soft groan. “If this is your idea of a vacation, remind me never to let you plan anything again.” Despite everything, I smiled. “Shut up and let me save your life.” Behind us, Ray sat rigid in the third row, his silhouette cast in shadows. He hadn’t spoken since we left the penthouse. Not when the medics loade
Last Updated : 2025-04-19
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Emma Watson “Get a grip on yourself, Emma.” My mother, Eliana, spat out in annoyance as she gave me a dirty glare.I retreated my stares from her, scanning the room as the air turned suffocating, heavy with perfume, whiskey, and all you could call that was filled with Wealth.I tugged at the edges of my too-tight dress, a red number that she had insisted I wear. Likewise, I hated it. It felt like a costume for a role I hadn't agreed to play.“Stand up straight,” she hissed in my ear again, her manicured nails digging into my arm and causing me nothing but pain. “And for God's sake, try not to look pathetic.”I held in the urge to snap at her. To tell her, I am not the cause of the accident and I would never do that to my sister, but no, would she even listen? Even when it is darn obvious the accident was a mistake.The room suddenly felt silent. A man in black suit stepped onto the stage at the front of the room, holding a microphone. With a smooth voice, he started.“Ladies and gent...
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