Rebecca had once been madly in love with Edward- her first love, her everything. But after a passionate one-night stand, Edward shattered her world, breaking off their engagement without a word of explanation. Rumours of their night together spread like Wildfire, forcing Rebecca to flee abroad in shame, vowing to hate him forever. Now three years later, she is back to save her falling family business, only to find Edward standing in her way. He is determined to win her back, blocking every potential suitor. "I would rather die single than marry you." "You shouldn’t have said that," Edward growled, capturing her lips in a kiss, "If you want to save your father's company, Marry me." "I hate you," she spat, shoving him away, "You were my undoing." "I was forced to hate you," Edward said. "What do you mean?" Rebecca raised her brow. "First you have to bear my child!" Edward grimly said.
View More★★★★★"You were with Rebecca?" Edward’s voice cut through the air, sharp but measured, as he fixed his piercing gaze on Imara. His dark eyes searched hers, but Imara refused to meet his look, her attention darting around the room instead. Her restless fingers fiddled with the hem of her jacket, an obvious tell that something was off. Anyone watching them would have easily pegged this as a date gone sour.“Yes,” Imara finally said, her voice barely audible. She brought her hands to the table, but her eyes stayed glued to the surface, tracing invisible patterns on the polished wood. “She dropped Ella and me at our homes after dinner.”Edward leaned forward slightly, his brows knitting together, though his tone remained controlled. “Hmmm,” he murmured, his composure wavering as the edges of his frustration began to show. “Do you have any idea where she might be now? Or if she met anyone while you were with her?”Imara’s head shot up briefly, her lips parting as if to speak, but then she
★★★★★The first picture stopped Edward in his tracks, his gaze freezing on the screen. It was Rebecca, embracing Connor in the middle of the road. Her arms were wrapped around him, her expression soft.The next image was worse. Connor’s lips pressed against Rebecca’s neck, her eyes closed as if savouring the moment. They were in a car, the angle of the shot suggesting it had been taken from a deliberate distance.Edward’s blood boiled. His grip on the phone tightened until his knuckles turned white. He swallowed back the roar building in his chest, his mind spiralling into chaos. His fingers worked furiously, dialling Connor’s number.Out of reach.He growled under his breath and immediately tried Rebecca’s number. The same result.With a sharp exhale, Edward called Imara instead.“Edward?” Imara’s voice came through, calm and comforting as always. “What’s going on?”“Where are you?” Edward barked, his tone cutting through her pleasantries.“At home,” she replied cautiously. “Is there
★★★★★"You don’t have to lie to me," Edward hissed, his voice venomous, his nostrils flaring as he struggled to contain his rage. "I went deep, Mrs. Jonas—deep enough to uncover every detail. The resort, the night you spent with my father... everything. Each piece of evidence screams your name."Rebecca’s mother staggered backwards, her composure unravelling as a thread pulled too tight. Her legs buckled beneath her, and she collapsed to the ground, trembling. Tears streamed down her face as the weight of his words sank in. The sin she had buried, the one she had tried so desperately to forget, now loomed over her, undeniable and raw."Edward..." she whispered, her voice cracking. "It wasn’t... it wasn’t what you think.""Spare me the excuses," Edward snapped, his eyes ablaze with fury. "Do you have any idea what you did to my family? To my mother? You shattered her life, and for what? Your selfish desires?"Mrs Jonas covered her face with her hands; her sobs muffled but gut-wren
★★★★"Are you hurt?" Connor asked, his voice low yet steady, as his eyes swept over Rebecca, searching for any sign of injury. His gaze lingered on her trembling frame, moving from her face to her scraped knees and bruised legs."You… you killed that man," Rebecca exclaimed, her voice shaky, ignoring his question entirely.Connor sighed, his expression unreadable. "I had no choice but to gun him down," he replied, his tone devoid of regret. "He had a knife in his pocket, and you were defenceless."He stepped closer, his hand lifting to gently cup her cheek, his eyes scanning hers for reassurance. But Rebecca flinched, taking a small step back.Connor lowered his hand, his expression softening as he placed the gun back in its holster. “Relax,” he murmured, his tone quieter. “I didn’t think this through—I only thought about saving you. That’s all.”Rebecca’s breath hitched, her mind reeling. “There’s someone else we need to save,” she said urgently, her words tumbling out. “Imara.
★★★★★Imara chuckled, her breath warm against Veronica’s ear as she leaned in close, her voice dropping to a chilling whisper. “Oh, you’re so smart, aren’t you? Always figuring things out,” she said, her tone mocking yet laced with something darker.Veronica flinched but mustered the courage to reply, her voice trembling. “Then why are you so eager to save Rebecca? If Edward loves her, why are you risking everything for her?” She was grasping at straws now, hoping to bargain her way out of this unnerving situation.Imara pulled back slightly, her face calm but her eyes cold and calculating. “That’s a beautiful story, Veronica,” she said softly, her lips curling into a sinister smile. “But there’s no value in you knowing the details, is there? What matters is that Edward loves her, not you. And that’s why, up until now, no harm ever came your way. But you…” Imara’s voice hardened as she stepped closer. “…you decided to interfere in my plans. So tell me, Veronica, why shouldn’t I inv
★★★★ "Rebecca, run! Now!" Imara’s voice was sharp, her tone laced with urgency as she kept the blade pressed firmly against Veronica's neck. Rebecca froze, her wide eyes darting between Imara and the men advancing toward them. “I can’t leave you like this!” she exclaimed, her voice trembling with guilt. “I have to help you!” Imara didn’t even glance at her, her focus locked on Veronica, who flinched as the blade pricked her skin. “They won’t touch me,” Imara said firmly, though her knuckles whitened around the hilt of the weapon. “But if you don’t run and find help, none of us will make it out of here.” Veronica hissed in pain, her lips curling into a sneer. “If you stab me again, I’ll make sure your body is unrecognizable before it hits the river. You’ll be a memory no one mourns.” “Shut up,” Imara shot back, her voice low and ice-cold, her lashes briefly lowering as though to steady herself before snapping back to attention. “Rebecca, go!” she commanded, her eyes blazing. “
★★★★"Stay the hell away from her!" Imara snapped, her voice sharp as she strode up to where Veronica and Rebecca stood, placing herself firmly between them. "If you’ve got questions about Edward’s announcement, take it up with him. Not by stalking us like some creep!"Veronica let out a humourless laugh, her lips curling into a smug smirk. "Oh, how noble," she sneered, her gaze flicking disdainfully to Imara. "But tell me, why are you so desperate to defend her? Unless, of course, you’re not just a friend. Maybe you’re hoping to ride Rebecca’s coattails and cosy up to Edward yourself?"Rebecca’s jaw tightened, her fists clenching at her sides. “That’s enough, Veronica,” she said, her voice low and dangerous. “Don’t you dare drag Imara into this?”Veronica scoffed, ignoring Rebecca entirely as she locked eyes with Imara. “Why don’t you let her speak for herself? Or maybe you’re just another one of her little pawns—blind to the truth.”Imara’s expression hardened, her voice calm b
★★★★The narrow road stretched ahead under the dim glow of streetlights, the hum of the tyres the only sound inside the car. Imara turned her head slightly, her voice laced with unease. "Umm, Rebecca… that car's been behind us for a while now. I don’t think the driver plans on just passing us."Rebecca gripped the steering wheel a little tighter, her gaze fixed ahead, almost vacant. "I don’t think so either," she murmured absentmindedly, her tone distant.Imara frowned, her eyes narrowing as she studied Rebecca’s expression. Something was off. Rebecca’s silence, her taut jaw—she wasn’t just ignoring the situation; she was preoccupied. Imara leaned forward slightly, her gaze darting to the side mirror. "Are you even paying attention to this? What’s on your mind?"Rebecca blinked as if waking from a trance, but instead of answering, she adjusted the rearview mirror, her brow furrowing. The car behind them—a black sedan—had been tailing them for too long. Imara noticed the faint shif
★★★★★ "I’m here to tell you," Connor began, his tone cool but with an edge sharp enough to draw blood, "Edward barely escaped with his life—" he held up his fingers, the space between them barely a pinch, "—by this margin." Elder Harrington’s face darkened, fury igniting in his eyes. With a sharp motion, he slapped the arm of the couch, the sound reverberating through the room as he surged to his feet. "How dare you?" he roared, his voice trembling with anger. "Where is he? Where’s Edward?" Connor remained unshaken, his gaze steady and unyielding. "He’s fine. As I just said," he replied with maddening calm. But then his expression hardened, and his words cut like a whip. "Though let me make one thing clear—what he went through, the danger he faced, is your fault." Elder Harrington’s jaw clenched, his fists curling at his sides. "What are you talking about? I did what needed to be done." Connor scoffed, stepping closer, his movements deliberate, his presence almost suffocating. "No
After a passionate, steamy night, Rebecca felt the man beside her rise from the bed and enter the bathroom. She lay motionless, utterly drained and unable to move. The sound of water flowing could be heard coming from the bathroom. Rebecca forced her eyes open and glanced at the clothes scattered all around the floor. The fresh memory of the night’s activities surfaced in her mind, and she instinctively clutched the blanket as her cheeks blushed crimson. She and Edward.... Since they were young, both of them had been betrothed to each other by their respective families. But over the last few months, Edward’s behaviour had changed. He grew distant, treating her with cold indifference as if she had upset him somehow. Yet, no matter how many times she asked, he never gave an explanation. After his car accident, during which she stayed by his side for three months, nursing him back to health, that was when his attitude toward her had changed a little. Now that they had consummate...
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