A game of Truth or Dare brings two strangers together at a party. Damien is a billionaire in desperate need to move on from a toxic relationship. Danielle is a young broke woman in desperate need of revenge after her boyfriend cheated. These two get into an arranged marriage that leads to dark twisted games.
View MoreDAMIENI couldn't sleep last night.Not after what I did to Dani. She was so confused when I tore the card into pieces. The look on her face broke my heart. And what broke my heart even more is watching her leave the dinner table. She had cooked for me. She had set the table for me. She wanted us to celebrate my comeback to photography. But I wasn't happy about that. And I punished her for it. It was wrong to do that.And that's why I'm trying to make her forgive me. That's why I'm trying to make it up to her.I left work early. I didn't find Dani home. Just Hannah. I asked her to help me make cupcakes which are all written "Sorry".She doesn't look too happy to see me. Which is understandable. But atleast she doesn't throw all the cupcakes in my face. Instead she falls on the island and stares at them. That's a good sign."You were a complete àsshole last night." She says coldly."I agree." I nod. "I was a bad boyfriend.""I agree." She smiles."Look, I know cupcakes don't make up f
Vanessa pulls up in a big bungalow."Welcome to our studio." She swings the door open for me.She bought an entire bungalow for the sole purpose of making it a studio? She is really passionate about photography. Unlike my husband who still hasn't called or texted me.The interior is completely empty. The only thing in the room is a huge framed photograph of a lion hanging in the wall. "It's my masterpiece." She says staring at the photograph. "I took it on one of my trips to Africa. It's when I was there that I completely fell inlove with lions. Their strength. Their bravery. Their royalty. Their unity. They taught me one important lesson.""What?""In life, you have two choices." She pauses. "Grab what's yours or watch other people grab it. And that really stuck with me. It's become my life motto.""Powerful." I fake a smile.I wonder if this has anything to do with her obsession with Damien. I wonder if this is her giving me some sort of warning or threat. It definitely feels like
Damien is a bit late for dinner.But I don't care. All that matters is that he's here. And I made him roast chicken. And spaghetti. And there's also candles on the table. And a fresh bouquet of flowers with a card tucked inside it."To the best photographer I know." Damien reads as he takes a seat.Damien was wonderful at the shoot today. It takes talent and courage to take your own pictures. He was snapping and posing and then snapping and then posing. Ofcourse he had help from the other crew members but he did most of the work. For a shoot he didn't even prepare for. "Never do that again." He says coldly. "And this card is a lie so I'm going to tear it into pieces. Sorry."My stomach drops as I watch him tear it into pieces and throw them on the table.This dinner date was supposed to be perfect. Just the two of us. Sophia has been staying with Vanessa for the past few days. I thought this was the perfect time to bond as a couple. And probably do the dishes together after dinner. B
PART TWO | DATE | I Dare you to Date meDamien grabs my waist and plants a kiss on my lips. His hands trail down to my butt."You look hot, Mrs Hunt."I'm wearing a black tuxedo on a tight black miniskirt and a pair of red heels. I dressed myself for the magazine shoot today. And I also dressed my husband who looks gorgeous in a pink tuxedo and pink shorts. This man looks hot in everything.Forbes wanted to bring in another stylist for this shoot. But I asked them to let me be the stylist for free. I thought this was the perfect opportunity to show my potential as a stylist and designer. But they turned me down. They blatantly said they only work with big names. So Damien called the editor-in-chief and said he would turn down the shoot if I wasn't the stylist. He also demanded that I get paid the same as the other stylists. I was shocked when they sent me a contract immediately after that call. Even more s
DAMIENVanessa is the first person I see when I get to the housewarming party.Her house doesn't look warm at all. So huge. So empty. Just huge framed photographs on the wall. This is a collection of her best works over the years. For a second, I'm a little jealous. This could've been me if the freaking accident had not happened. This could've been me if I followed her to Italy. A showcase of my best works in my living room for everyone to see. How magical. It almost feels like we are in a museum to worship her masterpieces. And I must say. Vanessa is the god of photography."Where's my wife?" I ask Vanessa."That's the first question your wife asked." She rolls her eyes. "Why are you late for my party?"I was in a meeting with my lawyers to make sure Brandon never tastes the joy of freedom. And they are doing a brilliant job. That man has caused Dani nothing but pain. I'll do anything in my power to make sure he wears that orange jumpsuit for a very long time. Forever, if it's possib
Zoe, Camille's assistant, is walking behind us when we get to the mall.We step into the elevator and stop at the tenth floor. Camille said that it was going to be a surprise. I think she wants to buy me some new clothes or maybe she wants to buy herself some new dresses."No." Camille laughs. "It's for the baby girl. We are shopping for the baby girl."My heart stops. Vomit clouds in my throat. I shouldn't have come here. I look around the mall, trying to avoid Camille's eyes. From a distance, I spot a familiar couple...The woman is blonde. She's wearing a hideous maternity dress. She has a couple of bags in her hand. The husband is carrying their cute little baby. That little cute baby is my niece. And that blonde woman is my sister. She looks so happy as she disappears with her little family to the other side of the mall... I miss her... I miss my family....Camille claps loudly to get my attention. She's looking up at me, seated from the wheelchair."Pregnant women are more activ
I snake my hands around Damien.His mouth dives deeper into mine. His lips are luscious and soft and wet. He digs his fingers in my hair as he pulls me closer, pressing his body against mine.The door bursts open, forcing us apart."Police! Police!" They bellow. "Everybody hands up!!!"Count on the police to come late. And definitely count on the police to poop on the party. Nate is standing at the door. His eyes moving from me to Damien to me to Damien and then finally to me. He looks pissed. He shakes his head and walks away.We both stand on our feet as a tall black officer approaches us. Damien is answering most of the questions. I'm still a little shaken from the whole ordeal. Or maybe I'm shaken from the passionate kiss that was rudely interrupted. And who even called the police?"One of the neighbours called the police." The officer says. "Are the two of you injured? Hurt? Ailing?"We shake our heads. Brandon is dragged away, his entire face bruised. He really got a good span
DANII'm standing from a distance, watching Brandon burst into tears..His face is buried in his hands. He's curled up in the couch. I think I'm witnessing his rock bottom. This is the first time that I've seen this man break down this badly in the eight years that I've dated him. "I want to fùcking die!" He cries. "I deserve to fùcking die. I know I'm a horrible man. And I know I've been a horrible boyfriend to you. But I never thought I'd be a horrible father! What kind of a dad kills their own child! I'm just like my father! Maybe even worse!"Brandon's parents were horrible but he particularly hated his father. He swore he would never be like that man. A man who forced him to work at a restaurant when he was twelve and then pocketed the peanuts he was making. A man who denied him food when he didn't a pass a paper. A man who slammed his head on the wall when he complained about a minor thing. A man who didn't allow him to spread butter or jam on bread because that's not a 'manly'
BRANDONflashbackI sit up and stretch on the new bouncy bed.Wendy bought it for me. Said that we should throw the old bed and make new memories with the new one.I love this bed. And I love my new life.Life after Dani feels like a dream. She was a nuisance. She was lazy. She was a couch potato. She was always frowny and sulky. She wasn't doing anything productive with her life. The only thing she was good at was binging shows and finishing the food in the fridge. Meanwhile, I was breaking my back at work for her.And what thanks did I get? She fùcked my dorky boss and married him. Look, I'm not jealous. I fùcking dodged a bullet for the dork to catch it. The dummy doesn't know what the hell he just signed up for.Who would marry a woman that ditches her whole family for dìck? Who would marry a woman that pours all her money into someone's education instead of educating herself? Who would marry a woman that dumps her brainy boyfriend for a brainless brat? I don't know what Dani did
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