Elena Sinclair, an ambitious investigative journalist, wakes up after a reckless one-night stand with a dangerously attractive stranger—only to discover he is none other than Dominic Caldwell, the ruthless billionaire CEO of Caldwell Enterprises and the sworn enemy of her family. Before she can fully process her mistake, she learns that her father, a powerful senator, has secretly arranged her marriage—to Dominic. The shocking revelation sends her life into chaos, but when her father’s political career is threatened by a dark scandal, she’s given a choice: marry Dominic to secure her family’s reputation or risk losing everything. What she doesn’t know is that Dominic has his own motives for the marriage. What starts as a forced arrangement quickly turns into a war of wills. Passion ignites, secrets unravel, and their mutual hatred becomes something far more dangerous. But there’s one more secret—Dominic is hiding a forbidden connection that could shatter everything Elena believes about love, trust, and betrayal.
View MoreThe atmosphere was charged with unease as I found myself alone in Dominic's office, my fingers gliding along the desk's edge as if searching for hidden truths waiting to be revealed. Each step I took into this realm blurred the lines between forward motion and a plunge into chaos. Thomas's menacing words still reverberated in my thoughts. He had materialized out of nowhere, a specter bringing with him a history that Dominic had fought tooth and nail to conceal. Now, with Dominic missing—vanished without a trace after their altercation—my anxiety was stretched to its breaking point. My phone vibrated. I grabbed it, half-hoping it was a message from Dominic. It wasn’t. Liam: Trust no one. I’m on my way. That was all. No details. No reasoning. My heart raced. Liam hadn’t spoken to me since the night Dominic disappeared—the night I witnessed him confront his demons and walk away from me, silent and broken. And now his twin was re-entering the fray? Why? I made my way to the Caldwell
The letter trembled in my hands, its words etched into my mind:“Your mother didn’t run away—she was taken.”I stared at the rusted gates of the old Sinclair estate, the morning sun casting long shadows that seemed to whisper secrets of the past. The estate, once a symbol of our family’s prominence, now stood as a decaying monument to forgotten truths.I had come here seeking answers, but instead, I found more questions. Thomas was nowhere to be seen, his promise of revealing the truth replaced by this cryptic message.A sudden rustle behind me snapped me back to reality. I spun around, heart pounding, only to find Dominic emerging from the shadows, his expression a mix of concern and determination.“I told you to stay back,” I said, clutching the letter tightly.“And let you walk into a trap alone? Not a chance,” he replied, his gaze scanning the surroundings.I handed him the letter. As he read, his jaw tightened, and a storm brewed in his eyes.“This changes everything,” he murmure
Darkness swallowed the room as the door burst open. My heart raced, my eyes struggling to adjust to the sudden absence of light. A figure moved swiftly, and before I could react, a sharp pain exploded at the back of my head. The world tilted, and everything went black.I awoke to the cold touch of a concrete floor against my cheek. My wrists were bound, and a dull ache throbbed at the back of my head. The room was dimly lit, the only source of light a flickering bulb hanging from the ceiling. I was alone.Memories flooded back—Dominic’s confession, the confrontation, and then the attack. Panic surged through my veins, but I forced myself to remain calm. I needed to assess my situation and find a way out.Footsteps echoed outside the door. My breath caught as the door creaked open, revealing Thomas. His smug expression sent a wave of anger through me.“Good to see you’re awake,” he sneered. “We have much to discuss.”I glared at him. “What do you want?”Thomas chuckled, stepping closer
As Dominic entered the next room, the door clicked shut behind him, and an unsettling weight settled in my chest. The oppressive silence was thick with the unspoken truths that lingered between us. My heart raced, pounding in my ears, while my mind swirled with countless unanswered questions. I struggled to comprehend the recent events. Thomas had departed, yet his words reverberated in my mind—the debts, the past—everything Dominic had tried to protect me from. This was more than just business or family disputes; there was a deeper, darker truth lurking beneath the surface. I approached the window, my reflection staring back at me like a stranger. The city lay before me—silent, cold, and indifferent, mirroring the world I found myself trapped in. I could no longer remain in the shadows. I refused to wait for Dominic to determine when it was “safe” to reveal the truth. I needed answers, and I was done allowing him to dictate the narrative. My phone buzzed in my pocket, interruptin
The man standing in the doorway remained unfazed by the intensity of Dominic’s stare, not budging an inch as the tension in the room crackled like electricity. He was tall and donned a sleek black suit that exuded an air of danger. His icy smile sent a shiver racing down my spine.Dominic’s fists were tightly clenched at his sides, his gaze fixed on the man like a predator eyeing its prey. When he finally spoke, his voice was low and almost growled, “What do you want, Thomas?”The name Thomas felt unfamiliar yet stirred something within me, a sense of recognition that gnawed at my memory. Who was he? Why did he seem to have a deeper connection with Dominic than anyone else present?“I’m here to resolve an old issue,” Thomas replied, his tone calm but laced with an underlying threat. “And you, Dominic, have a debt to settle.”I swallowed hard, my thoughts racing. An old issue? A debt? What was he referring to? What obligation did Dominic have to this man?Dominic’s jaw tightened, his f
The sound of the gunshot rang in my ears, my entire body stiffening in response. Time seemed to slow as I tried to process the chaos unfolding in front of me. Dominic’s hand tightened around my arm as he pulled me against him, his chest rising and falling with heavy breaths. His eyes, usually cold and calculating, were wide with alarm, darting around the empty lobby as if searching for the shooter.I didn’t know who fired the shot, but the danger in the air was undeniable. I had to act fast. The cold metallic taste of fear lingered in my mouth as I struggled against Dominic’s grip, my heart pounding with adrenaline.“Dominic!” I gasped, trying to wriggle free from his hold, but he was stronger than I remembered. His face was inches from mine, his breath warm against my cheek. He didn’t loosen his hold; instead, he pulled me closer, using his body as a shield.“Stay behind me,” he ordered, his voice low, strained, and urgent.I didn’t have the luxury of questioning him now. His words m
I paused, my hand resting on the door handle. Dominic’s words echoed in my mind, cutting deeper than I cared to admit. “You’ll regret this, Elena.” Regret? I wasn’t sure if he was warning me or threatening me, but I wasn’t going to let fear drive my decisions. Not anymore.With one last glance over my shoulder, I stepped into the hallway, my mind a storm of confusion. Liam’s presence still loomed behind me, his gaze burning into the back of my head, but I didn’t dare turn around. I couldn’t let myself second-guess this decision, no matter how unsure I was of everything that had just transpired.My heart hammered in my chest, my steps echoing through the empty hallway. I had to get out. I had to escape this twisted game that both Dominic and his family had thrust me into. But where would I go?I wasn’t foolish enough to think that running away would be the end of it. If I left, I would be running from the one thing that held the key to my future. The truth. But I needed time. Time to t
The silence in the room was deafening, each breath I took felt like a betrayal. The weight of Dominic’s words—those accusations—hung over me like a heavy shroud. I wanted to scream, to yell, to accuse him of lying, but I couldn’t. Every part of me, every ounce of my being, was frozen in disbelief.It was supposed to be a moment of reckoning, a moment where I confronted him about everything he had done to me, to my family. I had the proof, the damning evidence, that he was the one responsible for tearing my father apart. I was supposed to expose him, watch him crumble under the weight of his own deceit. But as his eyes locked with mine, something in his gaze faltered. It was an odd moment of vulnerability, one I hadn’t expected.“Why, Elena?” Dominic’s voice was low, edged with something darker, more dangerous than I had ever heard before. “Why do you care so much about your father’s reputation? About your family’s name? Your father is a monster. He is the reason my mother is dead.”Hi
The atmosphere in the room felt suffocating, thick with unexpressed thoughts and palpable tension. I never anticipated Dominic would appear at the gala—not after everything that had unfolded between us. The wedding was off, the deceit had been laid bare, and the truth about our families had crashed down like a relentless wave. Yet, there he stood, facing me with that same inscrutable look, his dark eyes fixed on me with an intensity I struggled to understand.“Why are you here?” I managed to ask, my voice trembling more than I had hoped.Dominic paused before responding. He stepped closer, diminishing the distance between us until I could feel the warmth emanating from him. My breath hitched as I instinctively retreated, only to find myself cornered against the wall.“I could pose the same question to you,” he replied softly, his tone tinged with sarcasm and something darker—something that sent a chill down my spine.The air crackled with tension, a storm of unresolved feelings—betray
I woke up to the scent of expensive cologne and sin.The sheets were silk, the mattress too soft—definitely not mine. A sharp ache throbbed behind my temples as I blinked against the morning light filtering through floor-to-ceiling windows.And then I saw him.Dominic Caldwell.Lying beside me.Naked.My stomach twisted. My pulse pounded so hard I thought I might pass out. My mouth parted, but no sound came out as the memories crashed into me like a violent storm.The gala. The champagne. The heated argument that had turned into something far more dangerous.Oh, God.I shoved the sheets aside, ignoring the way my bare skin prickled with mortification. The night came back in flashes—his hands gripping my waist, his lips on my throat, his voice like dark velvet whispering things I shouldn’t have wanted.What the hell had I done?I needed to leave. Now.I swung my legs over the side of the bed, reaching for my dress on the floor. But before I could grab it, a deep, lazy voice stopped me....
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