Our Accidental Forever
I never expected my life to change so drastically. One moment, I was a woman with dreams, deeply in love with a man I thought I’d spend my life with. The next, I was betrayed and heartbroken, walking in on him cheating without a hint of remorse. That night, overwhelmed with pain and too much alcohol, I made a reckless decision, a one-night stand with a stranger who, to my shock, turned out to be my new boss. Arec, the vice president of Denco Groups, was desperate. To secure his future as CEO, he needed a wife, and in a twist of fate, he offered me a contract marriage. It sounded absurd, but his desperation mirrored my own need to escape the wreckage of my life. It was supposed to be simple: no emotions, no strings attached. A business arrangement, nothing more. I thought I could handle it, that I could keep my heart out of it. I was wrong. What started as a deal quickly spiraled into something far more complicated. As our fake marriage blurred into real feelings, the world around us began to close in. Disapproving family, old enemies, buried secrets, scheming rivals, and even an attempt on my life threatened to tear us apart. This is my story, a journey of heartbreak, unexpected love, and a fight to protect what we built together. In a world filled with lies and deceit, can a marriage born out of necessity become something real? --- Warning: This book contains mature themes. Join my Discord server: https://discord.gg/NJJKETf4
Arec's Persuasion
Ella's POV:
I stared at my phone, Arec's message glowing on the screen.
"Dinner tonight, my treat. I want to discuss the proposal one last time. There's something you need to know."
My thumb hovered over the screen, hesitating to respond. A part of me wanted to ignore the message altogether, to avoid the conversation I knew was coming.
But another part of me, a quieter, more curious part, wanted to hear him out. Maybe it was because of the way he had been acting lately, less like my boss and more like someone genuinely struggling with something heavy.
I finally typed out a quick reply, agreeing to meet him at a small, intimate restaurant we, one that served incredible Italian food and had a cozy, unpretentious vibe. I tried to push away the nerves that were beginning to churn in my stomach as I got ready. This wasn't a date, I reminded myself. It was just dinner. Just a conversation.