Amelia Lawn's world is turned upside down when her father's life hangs in the balance. Desperate to save him, she accepts a contract marriage proposal from Nelson Hayes, the son of a wealthy business mogul. As expected, the proposal comes with a hefty price: a two-year marriage which will in turn help Nelson secure his inheritance. As Amelia struggles through her complex situation, she discovers yet another shocking truth - the man she's been desperate to save isn't her biological father. Still weighed by the dilemma from this revelation, Amelia's world is further complicated by the reappearance of her ex-boyfriend and an unexpected pregnancy. Will she escape the shackles of her contract marriage especially since the contract forbids her from falling pregnant or reignite a lost love with Alex? Will she get over the trauma that comes with her identity discovery? Will she save the dying man or watch him die since he isn't her biological father?
View MoreAMELIA "What are you doing? Why the hell are you doing it?" I asked again, choking him with questions.My breath seized, heart pounding like mortar against pestle, forcing into the background, the gentle patter of rain around us. But he remained calm, his face, his look, everything about him commanded control. This couldn't be real. "What am I doing?" he said, his mouth advertising an elaborate smirk then he continued. "I'm trying to get back what belongs to me.. And why? Because I need to let you know that I still love you as much as I believe that you do as well."This whole thing was getting more unbelievable. I stared outside of the car, the rain was still coming in a furious downpour. And I couldn't believe that I wished I was in it again, hoping its cool, gentle brushing against my skin would wash off the boiling rage inside of me. "That's a lie, Alex. A big one, I'm not a fool to believe your woes of a lie," I cried out, letting my voice come in a painful, shallow scream.
AMELIA'S POV Nelson sat behind his massive oak desk, his face straight and posture narrowed. Looking from the entrance, his face was a cold mask of indifference. It was my first time ever in his office and I couldn't help but marvel at the captivating beauty which welcomed my sight. "Sign it," he yelled, his voice echoing through the walls of the expensive setting of the office. His voice was clipped, lacking any iota of warmth. The way he addressed me made me feel worthless, like I was nothing more than a business transaction.His office smelled faintly of cedarwood and leather, the scent was sharp in my nose as I stepped forward hesitantly. His gaze, penetrative and distant, didn’t shift toward me as he slid the document across the polished desk. "I have other things to attend to," he said again, dragging another file across from the table.My fingers shook as I reached for the papers. Why was this so urgent? Bryan had picked me up with no explanation. The only response I had g
ALEX'S POV"What do you mean?" I fired, my voice rising beyond my control. I couldn't help but feel my disappointment skyrocket as I plopped the phone to my ear. My fingers clenched into fists without my approval, rubbing against my warm thigh."I'm sorry, Alex. But they tried, my team gave it their best possible..." the voice trailed off as if waiting to hear my heartbeat, then it continued "...to convince them into agreeing to the clause."The words felt strange, like a blow to my face. The sudden realization that my plan was crashing, and the walls of my mission was crumbling, dug deep into my soul, rekindling my quest for vengeance. I hesitated, letting my hammering heart steady a bit, then said, "They didn't try enough then. I mean what's so difficult in convincing a company to sign a beneficial deal, all they freaking had to do was give them fake promises, lure them in with benefits.... even if they are not there."The line was quiet for a while, and the lingering silence seeme
NELSON'S POVThe squeaking sound of the door jolted me back to reality. I straightened my head, shaking off the overwhelming feeling of disappointment that washed over me. My company's biggest and most recent achievement - partnership with tranXglobal group was at the verge of crumbling. "You sent for me, sir," Benita articulated immediately as she stepped in. Her navy blue shirt neatly tucked into her skirt, her hair perfectly styled into a ponytail and her overall appearance commanded formality and efficiency. I pushed myself back a bit, leaning my back against my chair. "Yeah, I did. We should talk about the newly added clause , alright?"She nodded, her eyes sparkling with amusement. Her fingers twisted into each other, resting slightly above her knee. "Okay, sir.""You may sit." She pulled the visitor's chair, slumping her body into it. "I think we might have to face the bitter reality at this point," I uttered, observing her reaction.She adjusted her position, eyes searchin
AMELIA'S POV "Do you think wearing Nelson's ring makes you special?" Hazel's voice cut through the air like a razor, her arms crossed over her chest, a wicked smile playing at the corner of her lips. I stood stiffly by the dining table, the pain from her cruel words burned through my chest, just as much as the slap from earlier. My nails dug into my palms, but I managed to keep my face straight despite the turmoil. Rose plopped lazily on the couch, sipping her juice as if this was a show meant solely for her entertainment. Her lips curled into a mocking smile."She actually does," Rose muttered. "I mean it's cute, like a little girl playing games in a house."I felt like I had been punched in the gut, I swallowed hard, keeping my voice as steady as I could. "And I never said I was special, I only stated that I was Nelson’s wife."Although I wasn't sure if it was true, that was a subtle reminder that no matter how small, I still had a place there, although I didn't know how long.
AMELIA'S POVI looked up at Hazel, my eyes locked with hers, my gaze narrowed, and irritation was evident in them. My breath slowed pace, coming a little slower than usual, my chest rose and fell with a growing sense of anger. "How dare you?" I yelled. The slap had echoed through the room like a gunshot.For a moment, everything went silent , the kind of silence that made one feel uncomfortable in the ears. My cheek burned even hotter. I didn’t move. I didn’t speak. My jaw dropped, mouth slightly opened as the sharp pain spread from the side of my face to the back of my neck.I grabbed my cheeks still, frustration boiling through me. "How dare you slap me?" I yelled again.Hazel stood in front of me, her hand still raised, a smirk curling on her lips."I said now, Amelia," she reiterated, her voice cutting through the silence. She didn't even give a damn about the pain that burned on my cheek. "Go prepare lunch for me now, or I might have to give you another one."I blinked, my hea
AMELIA'S POV"It's been a long time since I last came here, not much has changed though. I guess Nelson was still the same as well, quirk as ever." The voice echoed from downstairs as I descended the stairs, my eyes staring sideways in a detached gaze. The voice was unfamiliar. None that I've ever heard of. My feet stamped against the hard floor as I went downstairs, but the echoing sound of the stranger overshadowed its sound. My heart beat slowly, syncing with my footsteps. Who was that?Finally, I was downstairs, a sense of emotional numbness washed over me. My eyes scanned the living room, eager to catch a glimpse of whoever was there. Stephanie walked past me, carrying a small luggage, one that seemed too heavy for her, but she wasn't going to give up. "Hey," the voice came again, but this time, directed at me. "I'm Hazel," she grinned, stretching forth her hand without invitation. "I'm Nelson's cousin." I hesitated before taking her hands, my eyes scanning her simultane
ALEX'S POVThe dimly lit room smelled of old books, and aged whiskey. A scent I had associated with my grandfather's apartment since a very tender age. Grandfather sat across from me, on his wheelchair as usual. His frail arms rested on the edge of the chair. Despite being aged, his sharp eyes studied me, leaving a lasting impression that he used to be a great observer right since time. But the frailness in his gaze made me doubt him, wondering if he still possessed the same air of authority he possessed years ago. "Would grandfather be able to help on this?" I cussed beneath my breath. But I needed to trust the process. I needed to give him a trial, especially now that Nelson was aware of my arrival and the possibility of him knowing that I had met with Amelia. I knew Nelson could be a hard nut to crack, and he would make a retaliating approach, but I was ready for everything he had in store. Grandfather cleared his throat, his old but thick voice jilted me to the moment. "You m
NELSON'S POV"Nelson... What are you doing here?" Amelia asked me, surprised and perplexed. She seemed to have stayed glued to her seat. The tension that hung in the air was unmistakably thick, simmering between our locked gaze. From the look on her face, I could sense how flabbergasted Amelia was. She sat rigidly in her chair, her eyes fixed on me. Her mouth dropped open, and her hands flew up from her laps, barely covering her face as it hung mid air. "That's not important now," I roared, moving towards her in a predatory style. "I should be asking you what you are doing here?" "I can explain," she answered, lips quivering as if threatening to fall apart. Her eyes were now red and calling for empathy. Her eyes widened and her eyebrows shot up, her face frozen in a mask of astonishment as she struggled to process how my presence came about.I bet she must have thought it was a set up. "You have just a few minutes to explain yourself, and your time starts now," I growled, my ange
AMELIA'S POV“Could you drive faster, please?” I screamed at the taxi driver carelessly. “I am, ma'am. There's a speed limit around here, it is a Government Reserved Avenue,” the young man stated pleadingly.It wasn't that the car was moving so slow but the urge to get to the hospital consumed my reasoning. I looked at my reflection through the interior rearview mirror and I could see pain and grief written all over my face.The only thing which remained unchanged about me was my blood-red lip gloss. That has been the only lip gloss I apply whenever I go to work. I sent a glance towards my wrist watch, I realized I was 35 minutes late for work. But that wasn't what mattered most now. I had almost gotten ready for work when my phone rang, it was the hospital number. “Come to the hospital now, your father's health keeps getting worse,” the voice said sharply.“Arrgh! Finally,” I grunted as I alighted from the taxi, handing a note to the driver. The strong aseptic scent of the hospita...
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