BELLAI groaned, reaching over to silence the alarm, only to swipe through empty air. Confused, my eyes snapped open. Unfamiliar surroundings greeted me, and for a split second, panic gripped my chest. Then it hit me I’m married again. The thought made me grimace.Grumbling to myself about the absurd distance to the alarm, I stumbled out of bed. "I need to change that. Way too far for this nonsense," I muttered. The bathroom was ridiculously huge bigger than my old bedroom. I stared at the marble countertops and gold fixtures, shaking my head. My phone buzzed, snapping me from my daze.The CEO is coming today.“What?!” I nearly dropped my toothbrush in shock. The CEO? The ghost who never visited? Why today of all days?Just as I was about to process the absurdity, Elowen’s name flashed on my screen. I answered, barely managing to hold the phone.“Did you see the message?” she squealed, already worked up.“Yeah... just saw it,” I replied, bracing myself for the whirlwind of Elowen’s ex
BELLA I couldn’t believe what I was seeing. He owns my company? My heart skipped a beat. Don’t tell me… I stole another glance at his face. No, there was no mistaking it. He’s Vivian’s brother. Which meant… she’s technically my sister-in-law. Does she even know I’m married to her brother? The thought made my head spin. And why was he here? The morning replayed in my head. The way I had insulted him, his eyes darkening with anger, his jaw tightening like he was holding back harsh words. Now it made sense he wasn’t just some arrogant guy. He’s my boss. I gripped the file in my hands, praying he wouldn’t notice me. My palms were slick with sweat, and the heat creeping up my neck felt suffocating. Maybe I could just sneak out before he saw…. “Bella… Copp… Bella Adam.” His voice boomed across the room, freezing me in place. Copperfield. That name hit me like a punch to the gut. My legs felt like jelly, but somehow I forced myself to turn and face him. His eyes were sharp, cutting right
BELLA My heart raced as David stood before me, his eyes gleaming with a mix of arrogance and amusement. He leaned in, his voice low and smooth. "I want you to be my personal assistant." I shot up from my chair, my voice louder than I intended. "What?!" The office fell silent, all eyes darting toward us. My mouth hung open in disbelief. His assistant? The words swirled in my mind like a whirlwind. "You already have an assistant!" I stammered, taking a step back as he advanced toward me, a smirk playing on his lips. "Why me?" He leaned closer, his breath warm against my ear. "You started this, Bella, and I’m going to finish it. Just make sure you don’t fall in love with me." His words sent a chill down my spine. Fall in love? I blinked, trying to shake off the absurdity of it all. No way. Not with him. This was just a contract—a year at most. I would never allow myself to fall for someone like David Copperfield, no matter how captivating his voice or how close he hovered near me. T
BELLA Is he really trying to make it obvious that we're married? Or does he know about Michael? The thoughts tumbled through my mind as David Copperfield held my hand in the middle of a board meeting my hand. I glanced at Mrs. Williams, her knowing smile only deepening my unease.The second the meeting ended, I yanked my hand free and bolted for the door, the cool air outside hitting my face like a splash of water. David was turning everything upside down.I had barely caught my breath when a familiar voice sliced through the quiet. "So, you're with David Copperfield now?" Michael's sneer was unmistakable. He stood there, arms crossed, eyes narrowing.I raised an eyebrow. "Excuse me?""Don’t act clueless, Bella," he snapped, stepping closer. “He's my fiancée’s brother. What’s your game? Trying to get back at me?”A bitter laugh escaped before I could stop it. I took a step toward him, eyes narrowing. How had I ever loved this man? Loved what a joke."Who do you think you are, Michael
BELLAI couldn’t shake the rumors I’d heard about David’s mom how she was controlling, always demanding things go her way. But what about his grandfather? I needed to ask Jasper. David would never answer me, and even if he did, his responses would be clipped.My thoughts drifted to Jasper, and just as I descended the stairs, there he was, waiting at the bottom. He greeted me with a tight hug, wrapping his arms around me as if we’d known each other for years.“I’ve been waiting for you,” he said, his voice soft but eager.My heart skipped a beat. Waiting for me? We had only just met yesterday. I glanced over at David, whose expression was a mix of disbelief and something unreadable as he stood frozen beside his driver.“Are you going to greet me, or just stand there?” David asked, his tone dry but expectant.“Hi, Dad,” Jasper replied casually, already pulling me toward his room before David could respond.Inside, Jasper’s room was pristine, a blend of boyish charm and refined taste. He
BELLA A granddaughter? Who were they kidding? The idea of giving them a child, especially when their son was a complete jackass, made my skin crawl. I couldn’t even picture David touching me, let alone starting a family with him. As I glanced at him, David casually responded to his mother, "Yes, we will soon have a daughter."My heart skipped a beat. Was he serious? My thoughts spiraled—had he forgotten this was all a charade? As I struggled to process his words, Mr. Copperfield’s voice broke through the haze."And how is Vivian?" he asked, his tone light, though the question hung in the air like a weight. "Why isn’t she here with us?"David’s jaw tensed. "She’s fine," he said, his voice flat, not bothering to hide his disinterest in the topic."You’ve always been like a big brother to her," Mr. Copperfield continued, his eyes resting on David. "That’s why I trusted you to look after her. Her mother asks about her all the time."Her mother? I blinked, confused. Why hadn’t I heard abo
BELLA As soon as we arrived home, David silently lifted Jasper from my lap, carrying him to his room without a glance in my direction. Left alone in the stillness, I let my thoughts whirl.The Copperfield family… they’re absolutely insane.I was still lost in thought when David’s driver approached me. "We’ll be heading to Miss Thalassa’s home at 10 a.m. tomorrow," he informed me.I nodded absentmindedly. "Okay," I replied, though a flicker of uncertainty gnawed at me. I was his assistant now, wasn’t I? Shouldn’t I be at the office?Needing clarification, I made my way to his room and knocked softly."Come in," his voice called, steady yet detached.I stepped inside for the first time, taking in the stark contrast of his space book-lined shelves and workstations, all cold and impersonal. A place for everything, except warmth. I realized just how little I knew about David beyond his public persona as the ruthless billionaire.“Do you need me for anything tomorrow? I’ll be at your mothe
BELLA I couldn’t tear my eyes from Veronica, standing quietly beside Mrs. Thalassa, her posture almost robotic in its obedience. My phone buzzed in my pocket, pulling me out of the trance. Glancing at the screen, I read the message: We’re having a workers' trip.“What?!” The word escaped far louder than I intended. Immediately, I cringed, realizing I wasn’t alone.Mrs. Thalassa arched a brow, her lips curling into an amused smile. “What’s the matter, angel?”Embarrassment washed over me. A trip wasn’t worth screaming about, no matter how exciting.“We’re having a workers' trip,” I repeated, trying to sound calmer.Her smile widened, and her tone was laced with playful curiosity. “A trip, hmm? Then we must prepare. Let’s make sure you have everything you need.”I blinked, surprised by her sudden interest in fashion. Mrs. Thalassa could outshine any designer, no doubt, but her attention to me was unsettling.The day turned into a whirlwind of shopping. By the time I returned home, exha