"Sofia, listen to me—marry Ethan, or your family loses everything." Sofia Vanguard never had a choice. Born into wealth, groomed for power, and shackled to her father’s ambitions, she was a pawn in a world where love was a liability. But when a single night—one she can’t even remember—leaves her pregnant with Ethan Reagan’s child, her fate is sealed. Ethan never wanted a wife. He never wanted a family. But in a game where power is inherited, and his ruthless brothers are willing to destroy him for it, marrying Sofia is the only way to survive. The plan was simple: a contract, five years, no strings attached. They’d live their separate lives, tolerate each other in public, and walk away free. Except Ethan can’t stand the thought of Sofia with another man. And Sofia can’t ignore the way Ethan looks at her. But love isn’t the only battle they have to fight. Kidnappings, betrayals, corporate sabotage, and an empire built on secrets threaten to tear them apart before they even have a chance to come together. And when their enemies strike where it hurts the most—their son—Ethan and Sofia will learn that in a world of power and blood, family isn’t just a bond. It’s a battlefield.
View MoreMeanwhile,back at the hospital’s hallway, Elias was sitting while patiently waiting for the autopsy results. Few minutes later, he was approached by a nurse.“Excuse me sir. Are you Mr. Elias by any chance?”Elias lifted his head,his eyes meeting hers. “Yes. I am,” he said. With a sigh of relief the nurse said “come with me. Dr. Brooklyn has the autopsy results.”Elias nodded, rising from his chair and walking alongside the petite nurse. Dr. Brooklyn’s office was a sanctuary of order. Wooden shelves lined the walls, stacked with thick medical journals and framed certificates. The desk stood polished, carefully decorated with a pen set, a leather-bound notebook, and a single framed photo of a young boy holding a kite.Brooklyn sat behind the desk, his chair positioned slightly toward the window, where the late afternoon sun struggled to pierce the closed blinds. Across from him, Elias stood with the poise of someone who knew bad news was coming. His tailored suit and carefully compose
“Make sure all documents for today's meeting are intact. I'll be there in a minute,” Nathan said, hanging up. He dropped his phone on the passenger seat next to him as he focused on his driving, holding the steering wheel firmly with his two hands.Nathan was heading to “Global Health City” headquarters. He had a meeting with some investors from Europe and Asia. Nathan pressured the accelerator so he wouldn't be late. In the middle of the drive, Nathan started to feel so hot. At first he ignored it whining down his windows to allow air in.As the drive continued he started sweating profusely wiping sweat from his forehead with the back of his hand. He released his ties with one of his hands while trying to focus on his driving. Things got to its climax when Nathan noticed he had started to feel dizzy—he was losing consciousness.Nathan wanted to park the car to avoid minor accidents. As he was about to park driving to the left,a huge lorry was coming,which he was unaware of. The lorry
Elon Reagan’s study smelled like dying roses and betrayal. The curtains were drawn, slicing sunlight into prison-bar stripes across the Persian rug. Brian’s left knee wouldn’t stop bouncing—tap-tap-tap—against the Chesterfield sofa.Jake focused on the oil painting behind their father’s desk: a 17th-century warship, sails billowing, cannons blazing. “The Reagan Legacy”. It had hung there since they were kids, back when “disappointment” still stung like a fresh slap. Elon didn’t sit. He never sat. He “loomed”, his shadow stretching over them like a gavel. “A police chase!” His voice was soft. Dangerous. “Through SoHo. Live-streamed by influencers.” Brian snorted. “Since when do you watch TikTok?” The decanter shattered before Jake even saw Elon move. Crystal shards skittered across the mahogany desk, bourbon bleeding into the rug. Jake flinched; Brian didn’t. “You think this is a joke?” Elon’s knuckles whitened on the chairback. “The board is demanding answers. Our stock dipped
“Am I interrupting?” Ethan’s voice sliced through the room like a guillotine. He leaned against the doorframe, all sharp edges and tailored arrogance—his brother’s smirk, his brother’s eyes, even the same damn cologne. “Jake”. The name clawed up my throat, bitter as old coffee. My nails dug into my palms under the table. Relief? Anger? I couldn’t decide. Ethan was a grenade with the pin pulled, but at least he’d shut down Dr. Kent’s slimy “negotiations.” “M-Mr. Reagan!” Dr. Kent shot up, knocking his chair backward with a clatter. His forehead glistened under the harsh lights, and his laugh came out strangled. “What an honor!” He’d been less jittery earlier, when his hand “accidentally” brushed my thigh under the table. The Reagan Group owned nearly half his company. One frown from Ethan, and the man’s life’s work would dissolve faster than sugar in rain. Ethan didn’t blink. He prowled forward, his polished shoes ticking like a countdown. “Dr. Kent,” he said, icy calm. “You’ve g
Dr Kent walked closely behind me with his footsteps barely audible as if mimicking my quick but calm pacing. Immediately we got to the end of the hallway Dr Kent broke the foreboding silence.“This way,” Dr. Kent murmured. He gestured with his hands directing me towards the end of the hallway where a door stood slightly open.My gaze turned towards the door, my mind racing with uncertainty. The hallway was silent and the only sound I could hear was the soft echo of our footsteps. As we finally approached the door, Dr. Kent pushed it open revealing a spacious, well-lit and empty conference room ahead of us. The room that was filled with empty silence was broken by Dr Kent's abrupt statement."You know, sometimes I envy your father's success. He must have given up a lot of things to get to where he is and he is certainly not the type to hold back. In this industry connection matters and being willing to give up anything would spike the ambitious to the top. Don't you think so?” Dr Kent
I've never felt so excited and relieved the way I was that day. It was as if a large weight had been lifted off my shoulders. There are some situations we find ourselves and we start wondering how we got in and all we want to do is walk out. I've been dating Jake Reagan for a month now and I didn't know how to end things with him. I do love him but my family always placed our business first before any other thing.Jake was the son of Elon Reagan, CEO of a billionaire conglomerate. Jake was a rich spoiled brat who engaged in all forms of social abnormalities. He always slept around with women and always at one club or another; sometimes I wonder how I fell for such a man. I guess love is truly blind for I was blinded by love. At first I didn't read any meaning into his actions but I felt detached from the relationship so I had to take a slow step back.Luckily for me, my dad got involved and I was able to end things with him. Well, everything we had came to an end and I could suddenly
I've never felt so excited and relieved the way I was that day. It was as if a large weight had been lifted off my shoulders. There are some situations we find ourselves and we start wondering how we got in and all we want to do is walk out. I've been dating Jake Reagan for a month now and I didn't know how to end things with him. I do love him but my family always placed our business first before any other thing.Jake was the son of Elon Reagan, CEO of a billionaire conglomerate. Jake was a rich spoiled brat who engaged in all forms of social abnormalities. He always slept around with women and always at one club or another; sometimes I wonder how I fell for such a man. I guess love is truly blind for I was blinded by love. At first I didn't read any meaning into his actions but I felt detached from the relationship so I had to take a slow step back.Luckily for me, my dad got involved and I was able to end things with him. Well, everything we had came to an end and I could suddenly ...
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