RECKLESS VOWS

RECKLESS VOWS

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[A BILLIONAIRE DARK ROMANCE BOOK] "Without obsession, life is nothing" -John Waters. Lyra eagerly seized an opportunity for quick cash when her best friend, Jane, presented a bold idea. She didn't think through the likely fallout. ************************* Jane needed someone to step in as her stand-in bride for Ryker Blackwoods, a reclusive billionaire shrouded in mystery due to her parents' debts and promises. Jane had no intention of entering into a loveless marriage with a man she had never met. Fortunately, Ryker had no clue what Jane-or Lyra-looked like. In exchange for a substantial sum, Lyra agreed to take Jane's place, sign the marriage documents, and occupy Ryker's estate while he was away. The plan was simple: Lyra would create enough chaos to provoke Ryker into seeking a divorce once he returned. However, when Ryker finally arrived home after six long months, everything changed. Rather than the distant figure she expected, Ryker turned out to be a man who pushed past her limits, a contradiction to Jane's descriptions. He was captivating yet infuriating-an undeniable force who seemed to derive pleasure from her discomfort. Lyra found herself regretting her decision. The money no longer mattered; she just wanted to escape this marriage. But Ryker calmly asserted that she belonged to him now, insisting that this was her punishment for her greed. He knew the truth-she was simply an imposter in a life she hadn't chosen.

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Chapter one

CHAPTER ONE THE DEAL The shrill ring of the phone jolted Lyra out of her thoughts. She stared at the cracked screen, knowing exactly who it was before she even picked it up. “Miss Winson,” her landlord’s voice droned as soon as she answered, no pleasantries, just a cold, clipped tone. “This is the third notice. Your rent is overdue, and if I don’t have the payment by the end of the week, I’ll have no choice but to start the eviction process.” Lyra’s fingers tightened around the phone. “I just need a few more days, Mrs. Grant. I promise I’ll—” “No more promises,” she snapped. “End of the week, Lyra. That’s it.” The line went dead before she could respond. Lyra let the phone drop onto the table in front of her, staring blankly at the pile of overdue bills beside it. Student loans, medical bills, and now rent. The weight of it all pressed down on her chest like an iron cage. She exhaled shakily and pushed her hands through her hair. “Keep going, Lyra,” she to...

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14 Chapters
Chapter one
CHAPTER ONE THE DEAL The shrill ring of the phone jolted Lyra out of her thoughts. She stared at the cracked screen, knowing exactly who it was before she even picked it up. “Miss Winson,” her landlord’s voice droned as soon as she answered, no pleasantries, just a cold, clipped tone. “This is the third notice. Your rent is overdue, and if I don’t have the payment by the end of the week, I’ll have no choice but to start the eviction process.” Lyra’s fingers tightened around the phone. “I just need a few more days, Mrs. Grant. I promise I’ll—” “No more promises,” she snapped. “End of the week, Lyra. That’s it.” The line went dead before she could respond. Lyra let the phone drop onto the table in front of her, staring blankly at the pile of overdue bills beside it. Student loans, medical bills, and now rent. The weight of it all pressed down on her chest like an iron cage. She exhaled shakily and pushed her hands through her hair. “Keep going, Lyra,” she to
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Chapter two
CHAPTER TWOENTERING THE LION’S DEN.The leather chair creaked faintly as Lyra shifted nervously. Across the sleek mahogany desk sat Mr. Wallace, Jane’s family lawyer, his sharp features framed by glasses that gleamed under the soft overhead lighting. The office was intimidatingly pristine, the kind of place where everything screamed wealth and power. Lyra felt entirely out of place like a kid pretending to play grown-up in someone else’s world. Mr. Wallace glanced up from the stack of papers, his stern expression giving away nothing. “Miss McCormick,” he said, addressing her with Jane’s surname. “As we finalize this arrangement, I must remind you of the confidentiality clause. Breaching it will result in significant legal repercussions.” Lyra swallowed hard, her palms damp against the cool surface of the desk. “Understood,” she murmured, her voice barely audible. “Good.” He slid the marriage certificate toward her, along with an expensive gold pen. “Sign here. And here. Initi
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Chapter three
CHAPTER THREE ADJUSTING TO THE ROLE.Lyra sat cross-legged on the plush rug in her room, Jane’s binder spread open in front of her. Pages and pages of neatly typed notes mocked her with their precision, each one detailing another facet of Ryker Blackwoods’ life. His favorite foods, the charities he donated to, his business associates, his habits, his schedule—it was all here. The overwhelming weight of it pressed down on her chest like a lead blanket. She flipped to a random page, her eyes scanning the words without truly absorbing them. “Ryker prefers espresso over coffee. Double shots only. No cream, no sugar. Served at precisely 175 degrees.”Lyra groaned, pressing her fingers to her temples. “What kind of person knows the exact temperature of their coffee?” she muttered. The staff downstairs didn’t make things easier. While polite, their watchful gazes followed her everywhere, as if waiting for her to slip up. She was hyperaware of her every move, from the way she held
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Chapter four
CHAPTER FOUR FIRST ENCOUNTER. The estate was alive with suspense, every corner humming with anticipation. Staff moved briskly through the hallways, their sharp footsteps echoing on the polished floors. Lyra perched on the edge of an armchair in the library, her fingers gripping the leather armrest so tightly that her knuckles turned white. The high shelves of books offered little comfort as she tried to steady her breathing. She had sought shelter here to escape the flurry of last-minute preparations, but the energy of the house was impossible to ignore. Through the slightly open library door, she caught snippets of conversation—maids whispering anxiously, the clink of fine china as the table was set, the low murmur of Mrs. Hargrave issuing orders. Everyone seemed to be bracing for something monumental. “Has the suite been aired out?” “The wine he prefers—did you double-check?” “Move faster; Mr. Blackwoods doesn’t tolerate delays!” Lyra pressed her hand to her chest,
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Chapter five
CHAPTER FIVE.DINNER.Lyra hadn’t expected the knock. She’d spent the last hour trying to avoid being noticed, pacing in her room and replaying her earlier encounter with Ryker in the library. Every glance, every word, had felt like a test she wasn’t sure she’d passed. So when Mrs. Hargrave arrived at her door, informing her that Ryker had summoned her for dinner, her stomach dropped. “Dinner? I thought he was eating in his office. Why now?”She quickly changed into something presentable—a sleek black dress Jane had packed for her. It wasn’t her usual style, but it seemed appropriate for the occasion. As she made her way to the dining room, her pulse pounded in her ears. The dining room was as intimidating as the rest of the estate. A long mahogany table stretched across the space, its glossy surface reflecting the soft glow of the chandelier above. Ryker was already seated at the far end, his sharp suit immaculate, a glass of wine resting in his hand. Lyra hesitated at th
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Chapter six
THE GAME BEGINSLyra barely slept. The pressure from the night before weighed on her heavily, and whenever she closed her eyes, she saw Ryker’s harsh stare.She woke up to sunlight coming through the curtains, but it brought no warmth. Instead, it reminded her that she was stuck in this trap of deceit.Her plan was simple: stay in her room and avoid him for as long as possible. She thought she might at least have the morning to herself, but fate—or Ryker—had other ideas. A sharp knock at her door interrupted her thoughts, followed by a maid’s voice. “Mrs. Blackwoods, Mr. Blackwoods requests your presence at breakfast.” Lyra froze. Her stomach churned at the thought of facing him again so soon. “I… I’ll be down in a moment,” she called out, her voice steadier than she felt. She threw on a simple dress Jane had packed for her, opting for something understated that wouldn’t draw too much attention. After a glance in the mirror, she forced herself to leave the safety of her room
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Chapter seven
THE GAME TIGHTEN The mansion felt quieter than normal, and the silence made Ryker’s voice stand out even more. Lyra paused outside his office, heart pounding. She knew better than to linger, but the tone of his words rooted her in place. Through the door, his voice was low and cold, like the edge of a blade. “You tell them I’m not a man who tolerates delays,” he said, his tone steady but laced with danger. “If this happens again, they’ll answer directly to me.” There was a pause, and then Ryker’s voice dropped even further. “No loose ends. I don’t care what it takes—clean it up.” Lyra’s breath hitched. This wasn’t just a business call; it was something darker. The air felt suffocating as if the weight of his words seeped through the door. She tried to step away quietly, but the sharp creak of the floorboard beneath her feet betrayed her. “Come in,” Ryker called, his voice carrying an amused edge. Lyra froze, debating whether to run or face him. With trembling hands, she p
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Chapter Eight
THE HUNTER’S PERSPECTIVE.Ryker Blackwoods leaned back in his chair, the rich aroma of freshly brewed coffee swirling around him. From his seat at the head of the table, he had a clear view of her— “Jane,” as she called herself. She was trying to appear organized, her fork moving with precision as she cut into the perfectly cooked eggs. But Ryker wasn’t fooled. He sipped his coffee, his dark eyes narrowing as he studied her. She was nervous, her shoulders too stiff, her responses to the staff a fraction too polite. Her hands trembled slightly when she reached for the water glass, though she quickly steadied them, no doubt hoping he hadn’t noticed. But Ryker noticed everything. “She flinches when I push her, yet she doesn’t crumble. Whoever she is, she’s a far cry from the Jane I was expecting. And that makes this game far more interesting.” He let his gaze linger on her, testing to see if she’d glance up. She didn’t. Instead, she kept her eyes on her plate, as though the scra
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Chapter Nine
THE HUNTER’S PREY.Ryker leaned back in the leather chair of his office, the glow of the desk lamp casting sharp shadows across his face. The phone pressed to his ear crackled slightly with the distant voice of his investigator, who was rattling off a list of findings. “She withdrew a significant sum of money about a month ago,” the voice reported. “Enough to raise flags. And it doesn’t align with her usual financial habits.” Ryker’s fingers drummed against the armrest, the rhythm deliberate. “What else?” “Nothing substantial yet. But I’ll keep digging,” the investigator replied. Ryker’s voice dropped, carrying a note of threat that made even the faceless voice on the other end pause. “I don’t pay you for ‘nothing substantial.’ I want answers. By the end of the week. And make sure there’s no trail leading back to me.” He ended the call abruptly, the phone clicking against the desk as he set it down. Leaning forward, he rested his elbows on the polished wood, staring at the f
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Chapter 10
THE GAME DEEPENS.Lyra paced her room, the muffled tick of a clock on the wall the only sound chaperoning her thoughts. The estate was too quiet, its silence pressing in on her like a weight. Her earlier encounter with Ryker replayed over and over, his words cutting deeper each time she remembered them. “Let’s see how long you last.” She gritted her teeth, forcing herself to stop walking. She leaned against the edge of the vanity and met her reflection. Her face looked pale, her expression uneasy. “You can’t afford to fall apart now,” she thought, gripping the edge of the table until her knuckles whitened. Her mind raced with possibilities. Ryker wasn’t just testing her; he was hunting her. Every word he spoke felt like a trap, every exchange an intentional move to break her piece by piece. But Lyra refused to crumble. If she had any chance of surviving this, she had to stop being reactive. She needed to find a way to take control—or at least, enough leverage to keep hers
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