Damien Logan, a ruthless billionaire, is used to control and power. But his life is shaken after a one-night stand with a mysterious woman, Ariana. When he wakes up to find her gone, he assumes they’ll never meet again until fate steps in. Struggling with debt and the loss of her job, Ariana unexpectedly finds herself back in Damien's world. Faced with his grandfather’s demand to marry a woman of his choosing, Damien comes up with a bold plan: a marriage contract with Ariana. In exchange for pretending to be his wife, she’ll get the financial stability she needs. Reluctantly, Ariana agrees, stepping into a life of wealth and lies. But as their fake marriage goes on, their walls start to crack. The line between pretending and real feelings starts to blur. Secrets and insecurities threaten to ruin everything. Can a love built on a lie survive, or will their contract end before they find each other’s hearts?
View MoreDamien's POV"Ari... run... run... Ari!" I heard myself shouting. My eyes flew open, and I gasped for air. My heart was racing, my body covered in sweat.The sound of beeping machines filled the room. I blinked a few times, trying to figure out where I was. I glanced around and noticed the plastered white walls and medical equipment surrounding me.A hospital room. My whole body felt weak.I tried to sit up, but a sharp pain shot through my chest. I groaned, feeling something tug at my hand. I looked down—there was a needle in my vein. My chest ached, and I saw a bandage wrapped around it.Then it hit me. The last thing I remembered was Ariana throwing herself over me while I was getting beaten. Then—darkness.I remembered that Ariana had been kidnapped, and while trying to rescue her, I got shot."Ariana..." I whispered, trying to move again.The door suddenly opened, and Alex walked in. His eyes went wide, and for a second, he just stood there, like he was seeing a ghost."Boss!" he
Julie's POVThe sound of my alarm woke me up, and I groaned, rolling over to shut it off. Today was the day of the interview I had been waiting for. My heart pounded with a mix of excitement and anxiety as I lay there for a moment, staring at the ceiling.Taking a deep breath, I forced myself out of bed and stretched. "You got this, Julie," I whispered to myself.I walked to the bathroom, splashing cold water on my face to shake off the lingering sleepiness. As I stared at my reflection, I noticed the nervous energy in my eyes. I picked up my toothbrush and began brushing my teeth."Okay, no overthinking," I muttered. "Just get dressed, look confident, and don’t mess this up."After a quick shower, I stood in front of my wardrobe, debating what to wear. Should I go for a formal black suit or something slightly more relaxed? I wanted to look professional but also feel comfortable. After a few minutes of indecision, I finally settled on a white blouse tucked into a navy-blue pencil skir
Julie's POV“Mmmmm, why are you so delicious?” I said, eyeing the last bite of pizza in my hand before tossing it into my mouth. Just as I was about to take a sip of my cappuccino, my phone buzzed.I stood up and walked toward my phone, which was lying on the bed. As I picked it up, I noticed I had a new email. I opened it, and my eyes widened as I read:"Hope this message meets you well. Your job application has been approved, and the interview will take place in two weeks' time. More details will be emailed to you."“Oh my God! My application has been approved by Charlie Designs!” I shouted in excitement, my voice echoing in the room as I jumped on the bed.After I kicked myself out of my old job—thanks to that disgusting former boss of mine who was a molester in disguise—it had been a struggle. Every job I applied to rejected me. I’d almost given up hope on ever finding a decent job again.“I need to tell Ari about this! I’m so happy!” I said out loud to no one, grabbing my phone t
Ariana's POV"And what the hell are you doing here?" Cindy's voice rang out as she walked toward me.I stood my ground, refusing to let her presence intimidate me. "I think I should be the one asking you that," I shot back.She let out a sharp, mocking laugh that made my skin crawl. "You have some nerve showing your face here after what happened to Damien because of you. If I were you, I would’ve disappeared for good. Don’t be a fool, Ariana."Her words hit me like a slap. My fingers curled into fists, but I forced myself to remain calm."Have you been waiting for him to get hurt all along just so you could take advantage of the situation? Driving his car, pretending to be his fiancée, acting like you're already Mrs. Logan while Damien is still in a coma? You have no shame, Cindy." The words spilled out before I could stop myself.Cindy's smile faltered for just a second before she regained her composure. She took a slow step closer, her eyes glinting with something sinister. "Oh, Ari
Ariana's POVThe door suddenly opened, and I quickly pulled my hand away from Damien’s face as if I had been caught doing something I shouldn’t. My heart jumped in my chest, and I turned to see a guard stepping inside."It's been ten minutes. I think you should be done now," the guard said, his tone neutral.I swallowed hard and nodded. "Yeah... yes... I'm done already. I was about to leave," I murmured, taking one last lingering look at Damien’s unconscious face before turning away.With a heavy heart, I followed Alex toward the door, my steps slow, reluctant. The silence between us as we walked back to my ward was thick with unspoken thoughts. Seeing Damien like that—helpless, lifeless and pale made my stomach twist. How long would he be like that? When would he open his eyes? Would he ever? The thought was unbearable.When we reached my ward, I turned to Alex, forcing a small, appreciative smile. "Thank you so much, Alex.""Uh... it’s nothing, Miss," he replied with a slight smile.
Ariana’s POVI had been lying awake for over four hours, unable to sleep no matter how hard I tried. Every time I closed my eyes, my mind dragged me back to that horrible night.I turned my head to the side and saw Julie sleeping on the hospital sofa. A wave of guilt washed over me. If none of this had happened, she wouldn’t be here. She’d be at home, stretched out on her king-sized bed, sleeping peacefully. But instead, she was stuck here, just to take care of me.I sighed and sat up, reaching for my phone. My screen was filled with missed calls and unread messages—most of them from Charles."Ari, I’ve been trying to reach you for four days now. If you see this message, please call or text me. I’m so worried."I let out a deep sigh and scrolled through my call log. That’s when I saw Damien’s name. The last call he made to me. The one from the night I was kidnapped.A lump formed in my throat, the memories hitting me hard—the way he showed up, risking his life to save me.I used to th
Ariana’s POV "Those bastards!" Julie cursed after the guards dragged us out of the waiting room. Her eyes were filled with anger and worry. "Ari, you need medical attention too. Will you stop being stubborn and get yourself treated? Please, we'll figure the rest out later I promise." she pleaded, her voice shaking. "No! I'm not going anywhere," I cried, my body trembling. Tears streamed down my face as guilt crashed over me. "This is all my fault. I'm so stupid, so stupid!" I hit myself, frustration and despair mixing into one overwhelming emotion. "No, Ari! This is not your fault. Stop hitting yourself, please," Julie rushed forward, grabbing my wrists to stop me. "I put him in danger," I sobbed. "It's my fault!" My chest ached as the words left my mouth. "I have to go in. I need to know if Damien will be okay!" I tried to push past her, desperate to reach the surgery waiting room. "Ariana, no! Come back! Don't do this!" Julie grabbed my arm, trying to hold me back. I fo
Ariana’s POV“No… no… Damien, you’ve been shot!” My voice broke as I fought back the tears threatening to spill.Damien groaned in pain, his body swaying before his knees buckled, and he sank to the ground.Panic surged through me as I rushed to his side, my hands shaking uncontrollably. I pressed my trembling fingers against the wound in his stomach, trying to stop the bleeding, but the warm liquid kept seeping through my fingers.“Ari… run… just… leave me… here… go……” His voice was weak, barely above a whisper.“No, Damien! I won’t leave you… I won’t… I won’t let you die here alone! hey look at me!" My hands cradled his face, forcing him to look at me. “You hear me? We’re leaving together. I’m not leaving you behind.”His breathing was shallow, and his face was growing pale. “Ari… please… go… just run…”“Damien, stop! Stay with me, please… please stay with me.” My voice cracked as the tears finally fell. I looked up and saw my father’s men closing in on us, their footsteps growing l
Ariana's POVI opened my eyes, disoriented. Where was I? My head pounded as I tried to move, only to realize I was tied to a chair. Panic surged through me as I glanced around the dimly lit space—an abandoned factory. I struggled against the ropes, but they wouldn’t budge.Then, a voice cut through the silence."Stop struggling, Ariana. Don’t make things harder for yourself, darling," the voice taunted, stepping closer.I froze. My breath hitched as my eyes met his. My father. The sight of him sent a wave of anger and fear crashing over me."What do you want from me? Why are you doing this?" I demanded, my voice shaking with both fury and desperation."Oh, Ariana, darling, are you crying?" He smirked, taking slow, deliberate steps toward me. He leaned in, brushing a strand of my hair behind my ear."Don’t cry. This won’t take long," he murmured, lifting my chin with his hand."Let go of me!" I spat, sinking my teeth into his skin.He recoiled, hissing in pain. Then, with a flash of an
Ariana's POV “Oh, I’m so sorry!” I stammered, nearly crashing into a waiter holding a tray of drinks. My heels clicked against the white-tiled floor of Silver Foods Restaurant as I rushed toward the private booth at the back. Thirty minutes late. My stomach churned as I glanced at my wristwatch again. I was supposed to meet Daniel at 7:00 PM, and it was nearly 7:30. Why was I running? Well, as ridiculous as it sounds, I was desperate to meet my boyfriend of five years, who’d called me earlier with a tone so cold it sent chills down my spine. “Hey, love,” I’d greeted warmly when I picked up his call. “We need to talk. Meet me at the usual spot.” Before I could ask him what was wrong, he hung up. I had barely caught my breath when I spotted him sitting at our usual table. His broad shoulders were hunched, and he was staring at his phone, oblivious to the bustling restaurant around him. “Danny!” I called, plastering on a smile as I slid into the seat opposite him. “I’m so ...
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