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Drake’s POVI sat in stunned silence, the words of the old woman sinking in. Flashes that had plagued me for so long ones that had been mere fragments of confusion-suddenly sharpened into focus. My head pounded, and blistering pain seared through my skull, but this time, I did not pass out. I knotted my fists, the knuckles white, as I fought to breathe through the pain, to make sense of everything I heard.It was no longer disjointed flashes but a whole, vivid scene unfolding in front of me. I was a child again, playing with the old lady, who was my grandmother. Her wrinkled hand lay affectionately on my shoulder as she read stories to me. I felt the look of warmth in her eyes and love in her touch, and then all of a sudden everything became pitch black. My mind had gone blank, and the memories faded, as my grandmother said they were.But now, they were coming back. It was all coming back."You were always so full of life," the old woman cut through the storm in my head. "Even after y
The Billionaire’s Mistress Contracted Wife Get out of my way!
Drake’s POVCharlotte stood frozen in front of me, the blood had completely drained from her face. Guilt was written across her features, but she bit her lips into a thin line, trying to compose herself. My heart was racing, my anger bubbling dangerously close to boiling over. I could hardly restrain myself as I waited for her to respond.Finally, after an eternity, Charlotte spoke a few words in a voice softer than before. "Drake… it wasn't my choice. It was your father. He asked us to keep it a secret. He didn't want you to know."I sat and stared at her with trusting eyes. "My father? This was all because of him?"Charlotte nodded, swallowing hard. "Yes, he made sure none of us told you the truth. He thought it would… protect you.""Protect me?" my voice rose again, the disbelief was in every word. I took another step closer, closing the space between us, my eyes fixed on her. "How is lying to me, about my family, my entire past supposed to protect me?A certainty flickered in Char
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Valerie’s POVI sat amidst this seclusion of trees, which gently swayed with every oncoming wind. It was the place we would come to whenever life was easy and we could break loose from the world and just be with one another. I thought he was the man I would spend the rest of my life with, the man who promised me the world. But now, that world seemed torn from my grasp.He had accused me of sleeping with another man. The words cut me deeper than I thought possible. After everything we’d been through, after all the trust I’d placed in him, he had believed the worst of me. The heartbreak of it made me small like a fragment of myself had been shattered beyond repair.A twig snapped behind me. I jerked out of my reverie and whipped my head to the side, heart racing. I hadn't expected anyone to find me here, at this quiet, secluded spot.There was a figure standing just beyond the line of trees. Tall, broad-shouldered, familiar.Drake.I didn't know what to say, or what to feel for a long,
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Drake’s POVI blinked my eyes open, squinting at unfamiliar surroundings. My head pounded and the faint morning light bleeding through the curtains only worsened the ache. I groaned and lifted a hand to rub my temples. The bed beneath me was soft, much softer than my own and for one confusing second, I wondered where I was. Then it hit me like a ton of bricks.This wasn't my room.Panicking, I sat up abruptly, my gaze going about the space. The floral curtains, the wood dresser, and that sweet, sweet scent of vanilla and lavender reassured me of one thing, I was in Valerie's room.What the hell.? My voice came out hoarse, my throat parched. I tossed my legs over the edge of the bed and instantly regretted that action as my body lashed out in protest at a wave of dizziness. I clasped my head between my hands trying to recall the events of the previous night.At this point, the door creaked open, and Valerie strode inside. Wearing nothing more than a plain T-shirt with leggings, her ha
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Ron’s POVI stood like a statue in the doorway, my eyes darting back and forth between Valerie and Drake as shock paralyzed me where I stood. The tension in the room was already thick, it seemed to close in even tighter as the silence drew out. For one fleeting instant, it almost appeared that my mind couldn't grasp what I was looking at. Of all the things I might have expected this morning, this surely wasn't among them.What are you doing here, Drake? " I finally asked, confusion and suspicion rife in my voice. The air was alive with tension between the two men, a silent rivalry between us had bubbled just below the surface for so very long.Drake crossed his arms, leaning back from them slightly, a smirk forming across his lips. It wasn't an expression of amusement but one of defiance. He was in no mood for pleasantries now, not with me. "Why do you think I'm here?" Drake retorted in a voice dripping with sarcasm. "Your darling Valerie here thought I was like one of those men she
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Drake’s POVI slumped forward, elbows on the desk, and stared blankly at the heap of papers in front of me. The numbers, graphs, and reports all smeared together into a meaningless mess. I rubbed my temples, trying to force myself to focus, but my mind kept drifting back to Valerie.I could not get the picture of that morning out of my head, standing so close to her, feeling the magnetic pull between us. There was something different in her now, something I had never seen. She had always been on the periphery of my life, someone I used to know, someone whose existence I barely acknowledged. Yet, now, a strange and undeniable attraction stirred inside me, something I didn't understand and quite frankly didn't want to.I shifted in my seat, trying to push the thoughts away. I had work to do, important work. There were greater things to take into account than my confusing feelings for Valerie.Yet the image stayed with me, frank and insistent. Her lips, I had noticed them as I stood c
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Valerie’s POVI stood behind the counter, the soft hum of the old woman's store filling the space around me. Light filtered through the large windows at the front, casting gentle beams on the rows of antique and odd trinkets lined up on shelves. I absently polished a wooden jewelry box, lost in thought. It was a quiet day, like most days, where only a few customers trickled in, browsing the shelves with curiosity but hardly ever purchasing anything.I had grown used to the slowness of the store, such a good contrast to the chaos of my life before. Working here gave me peace, a strange, unsaid calm that seemed to emanate from the walls themselves. The old woman had become even more silent than usual, busying herself with inventory and pricing in the background. I could feel it in my bones that something was weighing on her mind, but I wouldn't dare approach the subject. The old woman simply wasn't the type to share unless it seemed utterly necessary.My thoughts drifted off to the un
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