All Chapters of Entangled Hearts : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Noah’s fingers ran through the edge of the documents in front of her, hands pausing on the smooth paper as if trying to carry its weight. She had been staring at the same pages for what felt like hours. The words came in and out of focus before her eyes, a mixture of legal terms and conditions that would change everything. Her late father’s office, once a place of comfort, felt different now. The rich, dark wood of the desk, the leather chairs, the shelves lined with books, everything seemed to close in on her.Sebastian stood by the window, his arms crossed, his face a mix of concern and frustration. The afternoon sunlight was in, causing a long shadow across the room. He sighed, breaking the silence that was between them.“We could still go with Len’s offer,” he said, his voice laced with doubt, almost pleading. “Selling off might be easier.”Noah lifted her gaze from the papers, meeting her brother’s worried expression. Her chest tightened. She uncrossed her legs and leaned back in

Damien watched Noah glide out of his office. Her hips would catch in a swing, and it enthralled him-everything done with a poise that spoke volumes. He couldn't help but note how beautiful she was, his thoughts were interrupted by a knock on the door, its rhythm so fast he knew only one person could do that.Vincent James walked into the room without waiting for an invitation. His familiarity was a comfort to Damien."Hey, James," Damien greeted, though he knew Vincent preferred his full name.Vincent looked at Damien's face with concern. "You okay? You don't look so great.""Yeah, I'm fine," Damien said, trying to shake off residual distraction.So, did you wrap up the meeting with the new team for Miller's Enterprise?" Damien asked with a click of his tongue as he tucked into his sleeve, as if to anchor himself."Yeah, all wrapped. All under control. Here is the meeting review," Vincent said, handing him a blue file, that air of efficiency that always had impressed Damien."Thanks,"

It was out of a nightmare, a betrayal of the highest order. Damien's, hair was disheveled, his body entwined with another woman, they were both naked and slick with sweat. The intimacy of it was unmistakable, the mingling of their breaths, a moment never to be seen."What the hell?!" Damien's voice finally boomed within the breaking, suffocating silence.Assuring herself that she was no longer alone, the woman tried to cover her body as she struggled to do so. There was a flicker of panic in her eyes."Get the hell out of here!" he roared, his face twisted in anger.Noah slammed the door shut behind her, her heart racing, she stood rooted to the floor. Her mind distraught with the revelation of Damien's infidelity- he didn't even respect the sanctity of their marriage, what little there was to it. The thought of some sort of respect, some kind of boundary that wouldn't be crossed was shattered.Against the wall across the hall from the room, she tried to steady her breathing, a sudden

Noah's phone buzzed on the nightstand, yanking her from the loop of thoughts that had replayed in her mind since she had arrived at the Anderson mansion. She reached for it and smiled as her best friend Mia's name flashed on the screen. Swiping to answer, she pressed the phone to her ear and let out a warm greeting in response to Mia's voice.Girl, you have got to be kidding me!" Mia's voice came loud and clear, laced with a mix of disbelief and concern. "You're really living with him? Damien Anderson, Mr. Cold-and-Calm himself?Noah let out a sigh, sinking back into the plush headboard of the bed that was too big. Everything in the room was high-end-every element a thoughtfully considered detail-and yet it didn't make it feel any less like a gilded cage than a home. "Yeah, it was part of the contract, I didn't even remember it was there until he stated it after we got here. I can't believe I have to live with him too.I know, I know," Mia replied-her voice soft. "Still, it just canno

Noah hit the marble floor with the rhythmic clatter of heels as she walked down the hall toward her office. Long shadows stretched across polished floors, greeting her reflections with the morning sun bursting through the tall windows. Noah took a deep breath; the faint scent of fresh coffee still lingered in the air, mingling with her nerves. She wasn't anxious-she was ready.The invitation from Gabrielle the day before had been a breath of fresh air, an instant reprieve from the stifling pressure that was always around every movement she made at Anderson Enterprises. The small café, ambiently lit and rich with the aroma of freshly brewed coffee, was just perfect for bonding between the sisters-in-law. Gabrielle had been all smiles and easy laughter so far, removed from the rigid, often cold atmosphere Noah was growing accustomed to."You're going to love Vincent," Gabrielle had said, eyes alight with enthusiasm. "He's one of Damien's best friends and one of the smartest persons I kn