Mocked and bullied for her chubby appearance, billionaire heiress—Beatrice Rutherfurd ran from her privileged life. In the arms of Adrian Cooper, a humble young man with big dreams, she found solace and acceptance for who she was. But their brief happiness shatters when the police raid Adrian’s house, finding an underaged Beatrice pregnant. He was arrested and sentenced to five years in prison, accused of a crime he never meant to commit. Beatrice was told that the man of her dreams had abandoned her. Five years of wrongful imprisonment fueled his hatred, and when Arthur was finally released, his dreams had turned to a need for revenge. Inheriting his uncle’s fortune, he rises from nothing, now a powerful figure with a heart full of bitterness and a new name—Authur Whitlock. Ten years after their first meeting, Beatrice's life is in shambles—her family company is caught in a scandal and on the verge of collapse. Just when she’s most vulnerable, Authur reappears with a proposition: a marriage of convenience that could either save her life or ruin them both. But Beatrice doesn’t recognise this man as the one who’d stolen her heart years ago—the man who she thought for dead. Now, he’s just a monster bent on destroying her—heart and body alike.
View MoreBeatrice"I'll never let you go."His lips came down on mine in a tender kiss, his tongue slipping into the warmth of my mouth as our bodies pressed together. His hand traced along my jaw, fingertips brushing against my skin with such gentleness it made my heart ache. This wasn't like before, not like the careless touch of Mr. Robert. With Adrian, every kiss, and every caress felt intentional, like he wanted to know every inch of me.My heart raced as I let myself sink deeper into the kiss, feeling his lips part against mine, his tongue slipping past my own with a slow, patient hunger.I couldn't help but feel guilty. I hadn't been completely honest with him about everything. I'd lied about my age, terrified that if he knew the truth, he'd have called the cops. But right now, wrapped in his arms, I couldn't bear the thought of us being separated. I never wanted to be apart from him.A shaky breath escaped me as his hand slid up to cup my face, cradling me like something precious. "Adr
Adrian"Holy shit!" I slammed on the brakes, my heart skipping a beat as I skidded to a stop just inches from the lady on the road. For a second, I just sat there, gripping the wheel, trying to catch my breath. The street was quiet, no one else in sight—that… that was good. She was sprawled there, still, and for a moment I wondered if I had actually hit her.I pulled myself together and jumped out of the car, hurrying over. She was young, maybe early twenties, but unconscious. I crouched down, unsure of what to do. I really hoped this was just a faint or a panic attack—something mild. Hospital bills weren’t cheap, and I didn’t have that kind of cash lying around."Hey," I said, patting her shoulder gently, trying to wake her. "Hey, are you okay?" Nothing. My mind raced as I checked for a pulse. It was faint but steady, thank God. I wanted to leave her here to avoid getting into trouble, but I couldn’t—especially not with how dangerous the streets could be at night. I grabbed her und
BeatriceI leaned back, feeling the cold, hard edge of Mr Robert's desk dig into my thighs as I gripped it behind me, my fingers digging into the wood wishing I could disappear. Anywhere but here would do."Beatrice," he said, his voice softer now, almost... gentle. That tone had once made me feel special like he was seeing something in me that no one else ever did, something that even I couldn't see. "You've been working so hard," he murmured. "You know you deserve better than the grade you got. We could make sure you get that A. You just need to trust me, alright." Both of his hands landed on my shoulders and I couldn't help but flinch under his touch.My name is Beatrice Rutherford and I will be turning seventeen in a few months. I'm currently in my second year in high school and school so far has been a walking nightmare. This man before me was just one of the many trials l'd had to face on a daily basis.He was in his late forties, tall and broad with short dark hair and a mousta
BeatriceI leaned back, feeling the cold, hard edge of Mr Robert's desk dig into my thighs as I gripped it behind me, my fingers digging into the wood wishing I could disappear. Anywhere but here would do."Beatrice," he said, his voice softer now, almost... gentle. That tone had once made me feel special like he was seeing something in me that no one else ever did, something that even I couldn't see. "You've been working so hard," he murmured. "You know you deserve better than the grade you got. We could make sure you get that A. You just need to trust me, alright." Both of his hands landed on my shoulders and I couldn't help but flinch under his touch.My name is Beatrice Rutherford and I will be turning seventeen in a few months. I'm currently in my second year in high school and school so far has been a walking nightmare. This man before me was just one of the many trials l'd had to face on a daily basis.He was in his late forties, tall and broad with short dark hair and a mousta...
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