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In A Game of Fate, Adaora Wilson's life changes forever after a one-night stand with Dominic Portman, the CEO of Portman Group, results in an unexpected pregnancy. As Adaora navigates her role at the company and her responsibilities as a single mother, she faces an icy Dominic and the manipulations of his stepmother, Vivian. With Dominic's CEO title and inheritance at stake, Adaora and Dominic uncover secrets and confront their past. As Vivian's schemes come to light and Adaora helps Dominic recover his lost memories, they are forced to choose between love and power. Will their intertwined fates lead them to happiness or tear them apart? Discover a tale of love, betrayal, and redemption as Adaora and Dominic fight for their future in this compelling story of fate and choice.
Prologue
The last thing Douglas Portman saw was the fate of his future hanging in the threshold of the wind, forced to tip the scales of his own destiny.
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August 15, 1995
It was a blissful day for everyone, especially for the Portman and Lane families as they expanded their relationship and enterprise through the union of their children, Douglas Portman and Vivian Lane. As elites, it was a wedding of the century-at least for Vivian.
I watched the two-faced heiress put on her best smile as usual, playing the role of an angel as she walked down the aisle. My stomach churned in disgust. I knew Vivian had a way of getting whatever she wanted, but this was by far her best victory. What was I thinking? She is the only child of Christian and Penelope Lane. Don't get me wrong, Uncle Lane is an angel and has always been my role model, but he was unfortunate to have a witch of a daughter.
Finally, at the altar, Vivian flashed me a smile of satisfaction. This marriage was Vivian's idea. She was the golden child no one ever doubted. Vivian knew convincing my dad wouldn't be a problem as long as it involved expanding the Portmans' influence and staying at the top of the social circle. He was down for it.
I got distracted from my thoughts as the priest said, "Do you take Vivian Lane as your lawfully wedded wife, in health and in wealth?"
I interrupted the priest, saying, "I do." I wasn't interested in the cringeworthy words because I would be lying if I said I cared about Vivian in the slightest. As the priest came to the end of the vows, I growled in frustration-there was no going back from here. As the priest said, "I pronounce you husband and wife. You may now kiss your bride," I looked at Vivian. She flashed me a mischievous smile of satisfaction and accomplishment as she leaned in to kiss me. The urge to wipe that smile off her face was strong. As much as I hated Vivian, I couldn't deny the fact she was an attractive young lady with her eyes and blonde hair. But that was all there was to her.
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Wedding Reception
The wedding reception was a spectacle:
Tables adorned with fine china, crystal glasses, and crisp linens.
,Candelabras and flower arrangements that seemed to defy gravity.
,A majestic ice sculpture that shimmered like diamonds.
,A live band performing on a gleaming stage.
A champagne fountain that flowed like liquid gold.
,A decadent dessert table that rivaled a pastry shop,A dazzling light show that synchronized with the music.
Guests indulged in a gourmet feast, savoring dishes crafted by world-renowned chefs, paired with fine wines and champagnes. The dance floor was a whirlwind of glamor, with designer gowns and tailored suits twirling to the rhythm.
I couldn't help but think to myself, did I make the right choice picking my inheritance over my lover? As the orchestra began to play "Somewhere My Love" by The Ray Conniff Singers, I smiled at the thought of Christine in a floral dress, her ginger hair dancing and twirling to the rhythm. Her hair moved in sync with the music, smiling like a gentle breeze on autumn leaves, her smile as bright as the summer sky with a fresh fragrance like that of lavender-calming and soothing. The smell of sweet, rich caramel with a hint of cinnamon lingered in the background, a perfect combination of fall and winter-warm, cozy, and peaceful.
I was distracted by my thoughts as I heard Mr. Lane calling my name from a distance. "Douglas," he said, "come say hi to the guests." Time went by, and the wedding was finally over. I was still married. My parents had booked us a honeymoon vacation in Venice.
We finally arrived back at Portman Manor in the beautiful refinement of Mayfair. I was still learning to tolerate Vivian.
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A Year Later
It had been a year since I last heard from Christine. After I called her into my office to end things, she was left heartbroken, tears rolling down her face as she dashed out. Watching her that way made my heart ache, but I convinced myself my sacrifice would pay off. Now it had, but a part of me was still missing. Christine was a beautiful young lady, exuding grace and elegance. Her features were defined and delicate; she carried herself with poise and confidence, making everyone around her feel at ease and joyful. She was everything I ever wanted in a woman. Despite her average background, she did not hunger for fame, wealth, or power but for the simplest things in life. My father didn't approve because she was a mere secretary, not an elite.
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A Letter from Christine
One day, my secretary walked in. "Sir, you have a letter from Christine Armstrong." I snatched the letter and read through it.
December 10, 1996
_I hope this letter finds you well. I am writing to share some significant news with you. As you know, our relationship ended some time ago, but I have since discovered that I was pregnant with our child. Our son, Dominic, was born on June 15, 1996, and has brought immense joy to my life._
_I have made the difficult decision to relocate to the United States, specifically to New York City, in pursuit of a better life for myself and our child. This was not an easy choice, but I believe it is in the best interest of our child's future and well-being._
_I understand that this news may come as a shock to you, and I want to assure you that I am willing to facilitate communication and updates about our child's life. If you are interested in being a part of our child's life, I encourage you to reach out to me and we can discuss the details._
_Please know that I wish you no ill will and hope that you can find it in your heart to be supportive of our child's well-being, even if we are no longer together._
_Yours faithfully,_
_Christine Armstrong_
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An outburst of excitement filled my heart, but just as quickly, a cloud of sadness overshadowed it. I would not be part of my son's life. This was to keep Christine and Dominic safe because if my father found out, I didn't know what his reaction would be. I couldn't help but wonder what he looked like. I hoped he took after his mother's beauty.
I received a call. It was Vivian. My excitement faded away as anger and disgust filled my stomach. God, that woman was a demon sent from hell to ruin my life. I took the call and then responded to the letter.
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Years Passed
Years went by, and Vivian and I had two children-a boy and a girl. Christine and I kept communicating because of our child. I made sure Dominic never lacked anything. Although he went by his mother's name, Dominic Armstrong, he knew he had a rich father somewhere. I ensured he lived the life of a trust fund kid. For his 17th birthday, I got him a brand new black Ferrari 458 Italia. On that day, I also told Christine I wanted to be part of his life and bring him back to Portman Manor on his 18th birthday. She was reluctant at first, but eventually, she gave in.
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Dominic's 18th Birthday
A year later, on his 18th birthday, the day had come to bring Dominic into Portman Manor to claim his rightful place as the son of Douglas Portman, Chairman of Portman Enterprises and Group. I felt a rollercoaster of emotions-my heart soared with joy but also ached with sadness. I was excited about what was next but also nervous about the unknown. I had spent years apart from my son, and now my emotions were playing a game of tug-of-war, pulling me in opposite directions. I was trying to find the balance between excitement and fear, embracing the ups and downs that lay ahead.
6 years ago, Lydia suffered a brutal betrayal orchestrated by her own husband and step-sister, who drugged her and framed her. In a twist of fate, she ended up having a one-night stand with a stranger. Don't even remember what he looked like. Later, in the throes of death, she discovered the truth about her mother's death all those years ago. In the blink of an eye, she lost everything. 6 years later, Lydia returned with her genius son, vowing to exact revenge on all her enemies! Little did she know, she encountered an incredibly familiar man at the airport! *** The man was briskly pushing open the door to the restroom, heading to the urinal. Even with such a mundane action, he did it with unparalleled elegance and grace. Lydia, following him in a daze, saw his fierce lower body and suddenly snapped back to reality. She let out a high-pitched scream, instinctively covering her eyes with her hands, her cheeks flushed, and stood there stiffly, unsure of what to do. Lambert furrowed his brows slightly but remained calm as he continued to relieve himself. The sound of water hitting the urinal made Lydia's face even redder. She angrily shouted, "You pervert!" Little did Lydia know that Lambert, seeing her in this state, had a flicker of recognition in his eyes. Memories from many years ago flashed through his mind, and his heart couldn't help but stir. It was her!
"I'm going to tell you what I have in mind," he murmured. "First you're going to strip down until you're completely naked," he whispered against her ear. "Then I'm going to tie you up so you're completely powerless and subject to my every whim." "Mmm, sounds good so far," she murmured. "Then I'm going to insert a plug to prepare you for me. After that I'm going to spank that sweet ass of yours until it's rosy with my marks." She shivered uncontrollably, her mind exploding with the images he evoked. She let out a small whimper as he sucked the lobe of her ear into his mouth. God, she could cum with just his words. She was already aching with need. Her nipples tingled and hardened to painful points. Her clit pulsed and twitched between her legs until she clamped her thighs together to alleviate the burn. "And then I'm going to f**k your mouth. But I won't cum. Not yet. When I'm close, I'll flog you again until your ass is burning and you're on fire with the need for relief. And then I'm going to f**k that ass. I'm going to take you hard and rough, to the very limits of what you can withstand. I won't be gentle. Not tonight. I'm going to take you as roughly as you can stand. And then I'm going to cum all over your ass. Are you ready to be completely and utterly dominated?"
Elena, once a pampered heiress, suddenly lost everything when the real daughter framed her, her fiancé ridiculed her, and her adoptive parents threw her out. They all wanted to see her fall. But Elena unveiled her true identity: the heiress of a massive fortune, famed hacker, top jewelry designer, secret author, and gifted doctor. Horrified by her glorious comeback, her adoptive parents demanded half her newfound wealth. Elena exposed their cruelty and refused. Her ex pleaded for a second chance, but she scoffed, “Do you think you deserve it?” Then a powerful magnate gently proposed, “Marry me?”
Dear readers, this book has resumed daily updates. It took Sabrina three whole years to realize that her husband, Tyrone didn't have a heart. He was the coldest and most indifferent man she had ever met. He never smiled at her, let alone treated her like his wife. To make matters worse, the return of the woman he had eyes for brought Sabrina nothing but divorce papers. Sabrina's heart broke. Hoping that there was still a chance for them to work on their marriage, she asked, "Quick question,Tyrone. Would you still divorce me if I told you that I was pregnant?" "Absolutely!" he responded. Realizing that she didn't mean shit to him, Sabrina decided to let go. She signed the divorce agreement while lying on her sickbed with a broken heart. Surprisingly, that wasn't the end for the couple. It was as if scales fell off Tyrone's eyes after she signed the divorce agreement. The once so heartless man groveled at her bedside and pleaded, "Sabrina, I made a big mistake. Please don't divorce me. I promise to change." Sabrina smiled weakly, not knowing what to do...
Rose looked at the reports in her hand and was in shock... The reports said that she was one month pregnant, however, how can she get pregnant when she didn't have any man in her life... "Was it because of that dream? Could I get pregnant because I have sex in my dream?" She thought... She didn't have any mental problems, however, except for this she can't able to think about anything... However, she still didn't get out of her surprise when she met the man in her dream... Kevin Davis looked at the reports in her hand and asked, "Is this child mine?" However, Rose didn't answer but asked... "Was that night not a dream?" Kevin was angry because it was his first time and she thinks it was a dream... Kevin forced her to marry him however, Rose didn't want it... She wanted to abort the child but he didn't let her... In the end... Rose agreed to marry him... She looked at Kevin's blue eyes and said, "I will marry you, however, I had two conditions..." "First, after marriage, you can't control my freedom, I still had the right to do whatever I want. Don't worry I won't harm the child." "Second, if I ever found out that you had cheated behind my back then I will leave with my child and you can't stop me..." Both of them got married... However, after she falls in love with him... She found there are hidden secrets in his past...
Linsey was stood up by her groom to run off with another woman. Furious, she grabbed a random stranger and declared, "Let's get married!" She had acted on impulse, realizing too late that her new husband was the notorious rascal, Collin. The public laughed at her, and even her runaway ex offered to reconcile. But Linsey scoffed at him. "My husband and I are very much in love!" Everyone thought she was delusional. Then Collin was revealed to be the richest man in the world. In front of everyone, he got down on one knee and held up a stunning diamond ring. "I look forward to our forever, honey."