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Twisted Fate: Power Plays

For Emma Montgomery, life as the pampered daughter of Manhattan's elite carried the weight of impossible expectations. Groomed from birth to lead her family's corporate dynasty, genuine love seemed an elusive dream amid the superficial trappings of wealth. That is, until a shocking proposal opened doors to an unexpected future. When her father arranges for Emma to enter a marriage contract with James Reynolds, the charismatic heir to a powerful political family, she sees it as an escape from her turbulent past. But neither Emma nor James could foresee the firestorm of passion and betrayal that would be sparked by their convenient union. As the one-year countdown on their sham marriage begins, Emma finds herself falling for James's unexpected depths and charm. But James has his own demons - bound by duty to fulfill his father's Machiavellian ambitions while his own heart belongs to another. As cordial pretenses melt into smoldering intimacy, their worlds collide in a maelstrom of corporate greed, political ambition, and star-crossed desire. In this sumptuous tale of love among New York's upper echelons, Emma and James become delicious pawns in a high-stakes game they never imagined playing. With every blistering secret revealed, every heart-wrenching choice posed, they must decide whether to surrender to the inescapable lure of power and privilege, or burn it all to the ground for a love too intoxicating to deny.

Twisted Riley · perkotaan
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47 Chs

27: The Way Out

The ringing of James's phone cut through the tense silence like a knife. He glanced at the caller ID, his heart sinking as Sarah's name flashed across the screen. With a heavy sigh, he rejected the call, unable to bear the weight of her accusations or her pleas for reconciliation.

It was because of her that he found himself in this precarious situation, teetering on the edge of losing everything he had fought so hard to attain. Emma's threats of divorce echoed in his mind, a constant reminder of the fragile thread upon which his future hung.

James ran his fingers through his disheveled hair, his gaze falling upon the untouched breakfast tray he had meticulously prepared for Emma that morning. The cold, congealed eggs and wilted flowers served as a bitter reminder of his failure to win her forgiveness.