Two years. No love. No trust. Just a contract. Claire Donovan was drowning her business failing, debt collectors closing in, and eviction looming. Desperate, she had two options: beg her powerful family for help or take a deal with a billionaire she barely knew. Gordon Blackwood remembered everything. Ten years ago, her father destroyed his future, ensuring he would never rise in the corporate world. But fate had other plans. Now, Gordon owns everything except the one thing he truly wants: revenge. A two year contract marriage seemed like the perfect trap. She gets financial freedom, he gets a flawless cover to silence rumors about his personal life. But what Claire doesn’t know is that Gordon plans to make her life miserable. Cold. Ruthless. Unforgiving. Yet the woman he intended to break refuses to crumble. The more she fights back, the harder he falls. Hatred turns to obsession. Obsession turns to something else entirely. By the time Gordon realizes he’s in love with the woman he set out to ruin, it’s too late. Because Claire has discovered the truth. Now, the woman who once needed him is walking away, and for the first time in his life, Gordon is the one who stands to lose everything.
view more"Alright." Gordon answered. He was not an amateur when it came to washing dishes, he had washed them for a period of time, when he was in his 20s. "Allow me help you with the dishes. You already prepared dinner." Gordon muttered after a second thought, feeling considerate.Claire looked up at him with surprise, he was volunteering to help her do the dishes. He didn't have to. "You do not have to. You have been busy all day." Claire responded."Then let's do it together. I'll provide assistance while you wash." Gordon said, giving no room for objections as he headed directly into the kitchen.Claire tried to stop him, but he seemed adamant on helping, so she went inside and allowed him help her. The day ended with Gordon and Claire doing the dishes, freshening up for a bath and going to sleep. ........................."Ma'am, there are a few people downstairs wanting to see you." A maid muttered from outside Claire's door. Claire sat up on the bed when she received the news, like
"You did not ask Mira." Gordon responded. "I'm done with lunch. Unfortunately I have work, so I'll be on my way now." Gordon added and left from there. Ethan felt satisfaction from watching Mira's appearance change from happiness, to sadness and misery. He quickly followed behind Gordon not wanting to be left alone with a witch. Mira stood there as she watched Gordon leave from there. A foreign feeling creeped up her chest, hatred? Envy? Sadness?She had not felt what it was like to be sad for a while and now she could feel sadness? The man she spent all her Life waiting for, was married to someone else? This could not be happening. Definitely not under her nose right now. This could not be happening. While Mira was pondering, her assistant who had been busy in a meeting, apparently filling in for Mira, who was suppose to be there was back."Ma'am. The list of applicants for the fashion design is out." Mira hummed and nodded, she gestured her assistant and headed out with her tr
Just recently he had gotten information that she was in Paris and now, he finds her in UK like she had not been gone for a few years. The woman named Mira frowned at the time in which he used to address her. Her eyes gazed from his eyes to his body and then it stopped on his fingers briefly before landing on his face again. "Is UK off limits for me? Why are you surprised to see me here?" Mira asked, a playful grin on her lips. "Hello Miss Mira." Ethan found the perfect time to intercept and say something. Mira turned towards Ethan, who she had noticed but choose to ignore. "Hi Ethan." Mira responded, the least but excited to speak to him.Just like Richard, Ethan had been responsible for she not getting Gordon's contact on time. Blocking her from meeting him at every country they were both in at the same time. He also did things like, avoiding her, refusing to give her inside information about Gordon and all that. "I am busy. I'll have to take my leave now Mira." Gordon muttered
"I do not know if you have seen it, but have been sending proposals for a month now. Although, I have gotten no response." Richard said, hinting at the fact that his proposals were ignored on purpose by Ethan and Gordon. "I usually don't check the emails. My assistant checks them and tells me about the important and productive ones. When it's futile, he doesn't tell me about it." Gordon muttered, allocating all the blames to Ethan.In fact, Ethan had informed him of Richard's countless business proposals and he had gone through all of them but at the end of the day he found them to be unprofitable for him.Richard grit his teeth. That Ethan is proving to be a thorn in his flesh, if he kept this act up, he would soon beat him up or get him killed. "Well then. We are on the lucky side, I have sent the email directly to your personal messages. If you could go through them and give me your response, that would be good." Richard said. Gordon hummed but then he gestured towards the wall
"Mum supported me but Dad never supported me choices. He promised to never let me achieve my goals and I promised him that I would achieve them." Claire explained, nostalgia in her gaze. If there was someone she was grateful for it was her mum but eventually, her mum slowly started to become like her dad. She started complaining about everything and their relationship had fallen off too. Gordon stared at Claire without saying a word. He didn't know how to console a person. He had tried in the past but it proved futile and so he had given up. He could understand how Claire felt because sometimes in his life, he had been in her shoes as well. Claire sniffed and wiped her face with her hands before looking at Gordon with a smile. "I have gotten over it. I'm so sorry for making you watch me cry. I got over it a long time ago.""I strive to be better and work harder everyday." Claire added, cheering herself up. The atmosphere being filled with silence was something due didn't enjoy. G
"Earlier today, you mentioned you were working? What were you working on for hours?" Gordon asked, starting a conversation. At the same time, he was also curious about what work Claire could possibly had worked on all day that had kept her busy. He was aware of the fact that she ran a fashion line which had been barely established before but it had totally crumbled when she was in debt. Excitement gleamed in Claire's eyes at his question. Except Noami, no one had an interest in what she did, go she began talking excitedly forgetting about her worries and thoughts."I was busy designing a dress. Making a sketch that it. " "Remember I had worked in the fashion line previously but my business had previously declined." She muttered, her voice strained.Gordon nodded, there was nothing he didn't know about her. "I saw an opportunity online to get a job or get investments to start a new fashion business and work with big brands.""The condition is designing a unique, out of this world
"Do not call me brother in law, please. You can call me Ryan, you are just like a little sister to me." Ryan muttered, his gaze affectionate.A blush crept on Claire's face, as an only child she had never experienced what it felt like to have an older or younger sibling. She had been alone most of her life. Getting the title of a sister, made her very emotional and happy. "Thank you." Claire muttered. "Would you like anything? I'll send the maid to get them before I go back to work." Claire added, trying to be a good host. When Ryan shook his head, she nodded and turned towards Gordon who equally shook his head. He was emitting a certain coldness but Claire brushed it off. "Alright then. Bye." She waved at Ryan and he added upstairs. Claire spent the morning and noon making designs, drawing patterns. Multiple sheets of papers were squeezed and thrown all over the floor. She had refused to eat lunch till she completed her design, she had no inspiration for this dress but inspira
"If it is very urgent then please contact his secretary. Your affairs are none of my concerns and I'll keep it that way." Claire said, her hands clutching tightly onto the table. Richard's expression morphed into fiery on the other end of the phone. Although he and his did not have a good relationship, the least she could do was help him but she was doing the opposite."Claire. You have always been a stubborn child right from child hood, you may be upset with me and refusing to cooperate but I really need to speak to your husband.""It is quite urgent. Be a sweet girl for daddy and do as daddy says." Richard added, biting on his lips and hoping Claire would not say no. Claire said helplessly, she had promised herself that the affairs between her dad and husband would be none of her business. She knew her dad would make use of the fact that she was married to Gordon to try and get something from him. She really did not want to put him under pressure. "No Dad.""You only call me you
Naomi's frowned deepened at the endearment. She was not a fan of endearments, yet he kept trying to provoke her by calling her different names. "Fuck off." Naomi muttered.She continued walking without looking back at Ryan.Ryan laughed, finding Naomi's words cute and funny. "Give me a minute, I really just want to talk to you." He said, his voice holding a bit of pleading to it. Naomi stop walking at his words. She stepped back a bit, turned to face him with her hands crossed around her chest. "Speak fast. I have somewhere to get to.""That was not the case when I saw you relaxing on the chair." Ryan teased. Naomi's eyes blazed in response to his words but she ignored him and refused to give him the satisfaction of reacting to his words. "What are you doing here? Are you by chance stalking me?" Naomi muttered, her gaze running from the top of his head to his toes. Ryan was wearing a three piece suit, the kinds that were wore when there was an important meeting to be attended to
A Drunken Confusion"You’re really testing my patience! You’re leaving this house next week!"The old woman’s voice cut through the tiny apartment like a knife, her wrinkled face twisted in frustration.Claire swallowed hard, pressing her hands together to keep them from shaking. "Please, ma, I promise I’ll pay.""That’s what you always say!" The woman huffed and stomped away, muttering under her breath.Claire let out a slow breath. The room was small, dull, and barely livable, but it was the cheapest place she could find in London. And now, even that was slipping away.She sat on her tiny bed, staring at the pile of clothes she had been trying to sell online. With a deep breath, she reached for her ring light, turned it on, and hit record."Hey guys, today I’ve got some beautiful pieces for you…"Her own voice sounded hollow. Fake.No one was buying.Then her phone rang.The screen flashed: Unknown Number.Her stomach twisted, but she answered."If you don’t pay in two months, prepa...
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