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"Tyler Wills broke my heart and now, he's back to pick up the pieces, but I built walls he can't climb... or can he?" --- Samantha Blake, a rising star in New York's design world, thought she left her broken past behind. But when a big lie messes up her life, she has to face Tyler Wills, the man she once loved and lost. As secrets come out and enemies show up, Samantha must deal with a mix of lies and desire. Will she find the strength to forgive and get her future back, or will the past ruin everything she cares about?
The doctor was finally approaching.
The quick brief glance I took at my wristwatch made me realize I'd been waiting for about an hour.
My head was a mess, racing faster than a cheetah chasing its prey.
Oh God, calm down, I told myself.
"Please let it be negative, please, please let it be negative" Literally frea-ing out, I mummured under my breaths, my words barely audible.
"Ms. Wills, I hope I didn't keep you waiting too long," Dr. Dawson said, his smile making me uncomfortable. Why the smile??
I breathed out a shaky breath, hoping to calm myself.
Deep breathes Sam. You got this.
"Not at all, Doc," I said, attempting a smile. "It wasn't that long..."
"Well, congratulations, Mrs. Wills." His smile grew as he gave me a tiny envelope.
My breath hung in my throat. No, God, no. I quickly conposed myself, swallowing hard.
"What do you mean, Dr. Dawson?" I asked, my heart pumping hard.
"You're six weeks pregnant, Mrs. Wills," he stated.
It seemed like time stopped, and the world began spinning.
Fuck!
My eyes darted about, reflecting my anxiousness. I gathered my resolve and pulled myself together.
Breathe, I reminded myself, willing myself to stay composed. Not here. Not now.
Forcing a big, fake smile, I hoped the doctor wouldn't notice the strain behind it.
"Thank you, Dr. Dawson," I said,"This is certainly unexpected."
"Congratulations, Mrs. Wills! It's good news," he replied, clearly unaware of the storm that's raging in my mind.
My heart hammered in my chest, as I muttered my thanks and gathered the papers he handed me.
A slow exhale tried to steady my trembling fingers as I signed the forms, all the while thoughts racing through my mind like a runaway train.
The doctor continued to talk about antenatal registration and other details. He seemed ready for a longer conversation, but I wasn't. I hurriedly wrapped things up and rushed out of the reception area and made hastily for the hospital exit.
The moment I got into my car, I broke down. Fuck! How did I let this happen? My heart raced and my hands trembled. I tried to calm down, but nothing worked.
I tried taking deep breaths, but it didn't make the fear go away.
I needed to get home, fast.
My hands moved over the engine, ready to turn on the car and speed away. But I froze, confused.. or scared?
Scared of how Tyler would react? The heartache it would cost me? The pain?
I quickly wiped up the tear that was threatening to fall off my eyes taking a deep breath.
Slowly I opened the envelope that contained the result and it stared back at me. It was right there, Positive. I was pregnant.
As my gaze drifted to the busy New York street, my mind wandered to what could've been. This news should've been a cause for celebration, for excitement.
A culmination of our love.
Yes, it was an arranged marriage between us, but somehow, we'd fallen in love... or so I thought.
Had it all been an act? Was the trust, the connection, just a fake?
I closed my eyes, fighting back another wave of tears.
Squeezing the paper in my hands, I gathered my resolve..I knew I had to tell Tyler, no matter how he'd react.
Marriage with Tyler at the beginning wasn't really smooth. Before my dad abandoned my late mom and me, he had married me off to Tyler because of a promise he made to Tyler's father after his investment in our company.
I declined at first but had to choice than to later agree.
Life with Tyler wasn't as bad as I imagined, it was actually decent, especially after our first night together.
We found a rhythm, a strange kind of comfort in each other's presence.
It was far from a fairy tale, but it worked..or again, so I thought?
But recently, things had shifted. Tyler had changed, especially after the recent business trip he went on with his new secretary, Julie, he had become distant and cold. He wasn't the same man I had grown accustomed to.
Our once peaceful, if not perfect, marriage felt like it was on the brink of collapse.
Now, sitting in the car with the test results on my lap, the gravity of the situation struck me hard.
How did we get here?
My fingers shook as I grasped the envelope, the word "Positive" gazing back at me, mocking my expectation of a different response.
A rush of nuasea swept over me, not only from the pregnancy, but also from the fear of what was to follow.
I couldn't predict Tyler's response. Will he be happy? Angry? Indifferent?
The uncertainty gnawed at me, making it kinda hard to breathe.
I brushed away the tears that had escaped and took a long breath, attempting to calm myself.
The prospect of returning home to confront him was like stepping into a heavy rain without an umbrella.
But I needed to tell him. There was no dodging this convo.
No matter how scary it was, I couldn't hide this from Tyler.
I had just started my car, getting ready to drive home, when my phone buzzed.
It was from my bestfriend Annie, her name glared at me daring me to pick up and let this weight off but I thought twice about picking it.
I couldn't face her right now. She'd see through me, straight into the chaos that was tearing me apart.
So I put the phone down, letting the call go unanswered. The silence felt louder than the ringing, like the calm before a storm.
Just as I was trying to find some peace, the phone buzzed again.
"Hey blockhead. Why wouldn't you pick up? Call me, it's important!"
Annie's text message flashed on the screen, demanding my attention.
I let out a sigh. It was no use. Annie was persistent, and I knew she wouldn't give up easily.
But how could I possibly explain what was happening when I barely understood it myself?
And Ann said it was important.. What could be important?
"You have no right to ask me such questions," Ava said, almost immediately. "This whole marriage thing is only on paper, remember? It doesn't give you any claim on my personal life. I am not your property, Jace!" "The contract is still on! Fake or not, I own you Ava and I do have every damn right to ask!" Jace cuts in, his voice low and dangerous. "Now, tell me - who was that guy with you at the bar??" ****** In a storm of betrayal, obligation, and unexpected twists, Avalynn finds herself entangled in a contract marriage with Jace Malvis, the heir to a powerful business empire. As their relationship evolves from a facade to something more, secrets unravel, revealing hidden connections that change everything. With the truth finally emerging, Avalynn must navigate love, family, and her own identity. Can she find true happiness amidst the chaos, or will the demons of the past haunt her future?
"They were torn apart by secrets. Can love bring them back together?" ********** Marie, the secret heiress of the Smith Group, marries Max, the boy she loved as a child, even though her grandfather doesn't want her to. Lena, Max's adopted sister, has a bad past and an obsession that makes them unhappy. Lying and not trusting cause broken hearts and deception. After a miscarriage makes the truth clear, Marie leaves to start over with the help of her grandfather and Dave, who is her grandpa's adopted son. Lena's jealousy drives her to plan dangerous things when her feelings for Max come back. To get her happy ending back, Marie has to find out the truth about how her parents died and trick her enemies. Will her enemies win, or will she be able to overcome betrayal and take her proper place?
Charlee was left at the altar and became a laughingstock. She tried to keep her head high, but ultimately lost it when she received a sex tape of her fiance and her half-sister. Devastated, she ended up spending a wild night with a hot stranger. It was supposed to be one-time thing, but he kept popping up, helping her with projects and revenge, all while flirting with her constantly. Charlee soon realized that it was nice having him around, until her ex suddenly appeared at her door, begging for another chance. Her tycoon lover asked, “Who will you choose? Think carefully before you answer.”
They don't know I'm a girl. They all look at me and see a boy. A prince. Their kind purchase humans like me for their lustful desires. And, when they stormed into our kingdom to buy my sister, I intervened to protect her. I made them take me too. The plan was to escape with my sister whenever we found a chance. How was I to know our prison would be the most fortified place in their kingdom? I was supposed to be on the sidelines. The one they had no real use for. The one they never meant to buy. But then, the most important person in their savage land-their ruthless beast king-took an interest in the "pretty little prince." How do we survive in this brutal kingdom, where everyone hates our kind and shows us no mercy? And how does someone, with a secret like mine, become a lust slave? . AUTHOR'S NOTE. This is a dark romance-dark, mature content. Highly rated 18+ Expect triggers, expect hardcore. If you're a seasoned reader of this genre, looking for something different, prepared to go in blindly not knowing what to expect at every turn, but eager to know more anyway, then dive in! . From the author of the international bestselling book: "The Alpha King's Hated Slave."
"There will be no falling in love, we will only act as a loving couple when we are in public, we will share a room to make it believable, but no intimacy, touching is off-limits. We'll only have sex once a month, and that's solely to produce an heir. You won't interfere in my business, and I won't interfere in yours. You will be my wife in every sense and you will not be involved with any other man," he said, arrogance seeping from every word. I watch his mouth move, I'm not ready to fall in love with any man, especially not one as arrogant and egoistic as him. I can handle acting as a loving couple, and as for intimacy once a month. I can agree to that just to satisfy my sexual cravings with no strings attached. "Where can I sign?" I asked since I had nothing to lose. *** Nadine's wedding dreams turned to nightmares when she caught her sister and fiancé cheating! With a secret recording, she's ready for revenge. But then mysterious billionaire Logan West offers a deal: A Contract Marriage to take down her ex's empire. But what Nadine doesn't know is her life is getting complicated as she takes her chance to get revenge or risks everything for a chance at love?"
On her wedding day, Khloe’s sister connived with her groom, framing her for a crime she didn’t commit. She was sentenced to three years in prison, where she endured much suffering. When Khloe was finally released, her evil sister used their mother to coerce Khloe into an indecent liaison with an elderly man. As fate would have it, Khloe crossed paths with Henrik, the dashing yet ruthless mobster who sought to alter the course of her life. Despite Henrik’s cold exterior, he cherished Khloe like no other. He helped her take retribution from her tormentors and kept her from being bullied again.
Two years ago, Ricky found himself coerced into marrying Emma to protect the woman he cherished. From Ricky's perspective, Emma was despicable, resorting to underhanded schemes to ensure their marriage. He maintained a distant and cold attitude toward her, reserving his warmth for another. Yet, Emma remained wholeheartedly dedicated to Ricky for more than ten years. As she grew weary and considered relinquishing her efforts, Ricky was seized by a sudden fear. Only when Emma's life teetered on the edge, pregnant with Ricky's child, did he recognize-the love of his life had always been Emma.
"Ahh!" She was in a moaning mess. She did not want to feel anything for this man. She hated him. His hands began to move all over her body. She gasped when he pulled down the back chain of her dress. The chain stopped at her lower waist, so when he zipped it off, her upper back and waist were exposed. "D-Don't touch m-ummm!" His fingers rolled around her bare back, and she pressed her head against the pillow. His touches were giving her goosebumps all over her body. With a deep angry voice, he whispered in her ear, "I am going to make you forget his touches, kisses, and everything. Every time you touch another man, you will only think of me." - - - Ava Adler was a nerdy omega. People bullied her because they thought she was ugly and unattractive. But Ava secretly loved the bad boy, Ian Dawson. He was the future Alpha of the Mystic Shadow Pack. However, he doesn't give a damn about rules and laws, as he only likes to play around with girls. Ava was unaware of Ian's arrogance until her fate intertwined with his. He neglected her and hurt her deeply. What would happen when Ava turned out to be a beautiful girl who could win over any boy, and Ian looked back and regretted his decisions? What if she had a secret identity that she had yet to discover? What if the tables turned and Ian begged her not to leave him?