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A Gift for Lucas
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033Emma WatsonMy face was as peachy as peaches, my skin still hurting from the kiss. My lips had dried up as if he had inflicted his cold nature upon them. The fact that he kept calling me his wife all through... But then, the words he whispered to me broke the bubble of any stupid feelings that was growing. " _I am going to clean up your mess,"_ he smiled after pulling out of the hug. Mom and Lena were both excited as they heard him mention my car. They were threatening to scream but composed themselves until Rayian was out of sight. "Did I just hear him say car?" Lena smiled as she pulled my arm into hers. I nodded in response, reciprocating her smile. "My daughter is lucky," my mom shouted. "No, Mom, I am the lucky one," I let go of Lena's hands as I drew closer to her. "We both are," Lena smiled as she joined us. Eliana smiled as she took the hands of both her daughters. "As much as I love to see this and would love to have you here a while, it's sad to announ
Last Updated : 2025-03-23My arranged marriage The past catches up
Ray Maverick We had just walked away from Lucas. Surely, our surprise would blow him away."Good morning, sir Ray," the doctor greeted as we walked into his office."Good morning, Doctor." I replied."You were supposed to be here two weeks ago,""Yes, Doctor. I... I had something to take care of," I explained."Oh, I see," the doctor said. "Alright, Mr. Ray, let me check your eyes," he said as he got out his tools and came to examine my eyes."Your eyes seem okay, and you seem to be improving faster," the doctor observed."Thank you, Doctor," my grey eyes beamed with intensity."Are you experiencing any difficulties?" the doctor asked."Ehm, just that my vision gets blurry with the glasses on... Yes, like I feel I'm going blind from the glasses," I added."Oh, sorry about that," the doctor stated. "I think I will prescribe you new glasses to help with that. And please stay off them as often as possible, so it wouldn't damage your already-made progress.""Thank you, Doctor," I said wit
Last Updated : 2025-03-26My arranged marriage A Text, A Threat, A Temptation
Chapter 35A Text, A Threat, A Temptation Emma Watson I made a quick stop at the grocery store, picking up the herbs I needed for Rayian. The idea had struck me suddenly—back in school, I had learned about medicinal herbs, and I was desperate for anything that might help him. Maybe this would work. Maybe this would make him forgive me faster—for everything. For the way I had talked down to him, for all the ways I had wronged him, for the way he had risked himself to save me from a nightmare I never wanted to remember. The thought weighed on me as I paid the cashier, my hands trembling slightly when I took the change. I just hope this works."Are you done, ma'am?" Alex, my driver, asked patiently. "Yes, just a minute," I murmured, forcing myself to focus. ...By the time we arrived home, my determination had solidified. I rushed into the kitchen, placing the herbs on the counter with a quiet exhale. Lucy and Mira were already there, watching me curiously as I began preparing th
Last Updated : 2025-03-26My arranged marriage Fueling the fire
Lucas Maverick"What an insult! How dare he?" I seethed, slamming my glass down on the bar counter. The amber liquid inside rippled from the force, mirroring the rage brewing inside me. Norman, sitting across from me, sighed as he swirled his drink. "Come on, man, what were you expecting? An applause? You sent his wife a gift. Of course, he reacted." I clenched my jaw, gripping the glass tighter. "He doesn’t even know I had a hand in stealing his client, yet he still did this. The audacity." Norman shook his head. "That’s what stings the most, huh? The fact that he acted without even knowing the full extent of your interference." I exhaled sharply, frustration prickling at my skin. "I spent a fortune on that house, and he burned it down like it was nothing." "Then buy another one," Norman said, trying to calm me. "Look, I get it. You hate him. But what the hell happened between you two? You were best friends—inseparable. What changed?" I leaned back, the weight of the past
Last Updated : 2025-03-26My arranged marriage The Scheming Begins
Lena Watson Rayian's younger brother had arrived, his presence cheerful yet calculated. But I wasn’t fooled—there was an ulterior motive behind his sudden visit. He had made it clear that he was willing to help us, but in return, he wanted something. What could he possibly want? I intended to use this sour advantage to my benefit. As I locked the door behind him, my gaze lingered on his reflection in the window. He was undeniably handsome, but not as breathtaking as Rayian. Rayian. How had I not noticed it sooner? Rayian was the man from the bar. The realization sent a ripple of unease through me. If he put the pieces together, would he tell Emma? Emma. I clenched my fists. She always got the best of everything—love, admiration, a life that should have been mine. But not this time. I wouldn’t let her have him. ...I was so lost in my thoughts that I barely registered my mother’s voice. "Mom, are you okay?" I asked, snapping back to reality. "Yes, Mom, I'm fine," I q
Last Updated : 2025-03-26My arranged marriage The Beginning of Trouble
Ray Maverick I knew it. I knew something was off from the moment I was in the office, and now here she was—standing right in front of me, whispering into Emma's ear. A select choice of words slipped from her lips, calculated and deliberate. What was she scheming? I arrived just in time to hear her ask Emma to help her get a position in my company. Was she that desperate? Desperate enough to claim her sister's husband as hers? "No."The word shot out before I could stop it. The sharpness of my voice cut through the room, freezing everyone—including myself. I took a steady step forward, my eyes locked onto her. "We have no openings at the office." She turned to me, her lips curling ever so slightly. "Oh? Is that so?"Her voice was light, almost amused, as if my irritation entertained her. "Yes, it is," I replied, my tone firm and unyielding. My jaw tightened. "By the way, what are you doing here?" She folded her arms and tilted her head slightly, her eyes glinting with a
Last Updated : 2025-03-30My arranged marriage A Deal with the Devil
Author's POV Lena stormed into the room, tossing her designer bag onto the couch with a frustrated huff. Her heels clicked sharply against the hardwood floor as she paced, hands clenched into fists. Her mother, seated in the plush armchair with a cup of tea, raised an eyebrow. "What happened, Lena?" Lena turned to face her, eyes blazing with anger. "I have never been more disappointed in my life." Her mother sighed, setting the teacup down. "Why? What happened this time?" Lena let out a bitter taste laugh. "Can you believe Rayian kicked me out of his house?" Her mother’s face tightened. "What were you doing there in the first place?" Lena rolled her eyes, exasperated. "What do you think? I was trying to get closer to Emma so she could help me get a job at his company. But guess what? Rayian outright refused. And do you know what he said?" She crossed her arms, mimicking his deep voice. "'No! We have no job openings...' What the hell does that even mean?" Her mother exha
Last Updated : 2025-03-30My arranged marriage A Game of Manipulation
Lucas Maverick How the hell did I end up in this mess? Here I was, standing in a dimly lit hotel room, staring at a masked woman who had just demanded a favor from me—something beyond money. She claimed to know my secrets, every single one, and threatened to expose our little affair if I didn't comply with her demands. I ran a hand through my hair, frustration coursing through me. Who the hell was she? And what did she want from me? The woman smirked as if she could read my thoughts. Then, slowly, she unraveled her mask. My stomach dropped. Emma's sister."Aren't you...?" I started, my mind racing to piece everything together. "Yes," she confirmed before I could say it. What the fuck? Weren't they from a decent home? Wasn't Emma supposed to be the perfect, innocent one? She took a step closer, pressing a finger to my lips before replacing it with her own lips in a teasing kiss. Her touch was warm, yet it left a cold sensation crawling down my spine. "I am not Emma
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