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Echoes in the living room.

Auteur: Aremu Paul
last update Date de publication: 2026-05-01 18:17:37

James ordered his driver to park the car down the block, instructing him to wait by the hotel. The Los Angeles night air felt heavier than he remembered. He walked up the familiar driveway to his old friend's house a beautiful, sprawling estate that hadn't changed a bit in seven years.

He knocked softly. A moment later, the heavy oak door swung open.

His friend stood in the doorway, freezing in absolute shock. She stared at him as if a ghost had just materialized on her porch. Without a word,
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  • Forced to marry a Ruthless Billionaire    " Splintered vows"

    James stepped into the quiet warmth of his family home, the heavy mahogany door clicking shut behind him. Instantly, his sister threw her arms around his neck, anchoring him for a brief moment. But across the room, the sharp, hostile murmur of voices shattered the peace. His father and older brother were locked in a bitter, low-toned argument. The air was thick with resentment.Deciding to intervene, James stepped forward. "Are we really going to keep tearing each other apart like this?"His brother stiffened, eyes flashing with cold irritation as he completely ignored James's presence, turning his back."Don't look at it that way," James pressed, his voice tight. "You just have to prove your worth to Father.""Prove myself?" His brother spun around, his face contorted with fury. "I was building and protecting this empire long before you decided to slide back into the picture! Now you're here, and everyone is acting completely different.""Bro…..”Before James could finish, his brothe

  • Forced to marry a Ruthless Billionaire     " The Edge of Control"

    He stood utterly motionless, his silence heavier than any accusation."Are you okay? What happened?" I asked, my voice barely steady."Are you bothered?" Andrew replied, his tone chillingly flat.I searched his face. His eyes were dark, unreadable, yet violently intense. He wanted something from me a confession, a reaction, a slip-of-the-tongue but I couldn't decipher what he already knew."No," I managed to say, forcing a defensive edge into my voice. "I only want to work. If you hadn't forced me to stay for the barbecue earlier, I would have already handled my affairs."A muscle feathered in his jaw. "In that case, I will leave you alone with your destiny."He turned on his heel and stalked out of my studio, his footsteps echoing like a threat.An hour later, the studio door swung open again. It was my friend, her face flushed with annoyance. I immediately launched into an apology, but she cut me off."Irene, you are becoming so distracted lately," she said, studying me closely."No

  • Forced to marry a Ruthless Billionaire    "No Room For The Past"

    The gentle hum of the yacht’s engine vibrated beneath my feet, but it did nothing to settle the violent churning in my stomach. James stood mere feet away. The initial shock on his face mirrored my own, quickly hardening into something cold and unrecognisable. He closed the distance between us, his footsteps heavy against the polished teak deck.“What are you doing here?” he asked, his voice a low, abrasive gravel.“Your friend called me,” I managed to say, my voice trembling slightly as I searched his eyes for a flicker of familiarity. “I assume she did the same to you.”He scoffed, a bitter, hollow sound. “She is cunning. Don't even let her name poison your mouth.”Miles away, the salty ocean breeze did nothing to cool the flush of rage creeping up Andrew’s neck. He stood on the pier, eyes narrowed as he watched the distant silhouette of the island yacht cutting through the waves. He pulled out his phone, his grip white-knuckled, and dialled his representative.“Yes, sir?”“The isla

  • Forced to marry a Ruthless Billionaire    "Lured By Tide”

    The house was suffocatingly quiet when I finally arrived home. Charles was already asleep, but a single lamp burned in the study. My father was sitting in the leather armchair, waiting in the shadows. "Irene. Where have you been?" he asked, his voice a low rumble of suspicion. "I went to see a friend," I lied smoothly, avoiding his piercing gaze. "Really?" His brow arched in disbelief. "I am exhausted, Father," I snapped, rubbing my temples. "We will talk about this later." I hurried upstairs before he could press further. Andrew wasn't home, which offered a fleeting, desperate mercy. As I lay in the dark, my chest tightened with anxiety. Tomorrow was the weekend family gathering. Tomorrow, James will be coming to our home. At 9:00 AM the next morning, James was adjusting his tie when his phone buzzed. It was Kate, a close associate. "Kate, how are you doing?" James answered smoothly. "I was told you aren't returning to Kentucky. You want to stay in Los Angeles and supervise

  • Forced to marry a Ruthless Billionaire    "What the Shadow Kept”

    James strode into the glittering glass lobby of Royal Holdings with lethal confidence. Directed to the executive boardroom, he took his seat at the sprawling mahogany table. Andrew sat at the head, flanked by his father, Richard, and the rest of the board. The air in the room was suffocatingly tense. "Since everyone is finally here," Andrew began, a smug, predatory smile playing on his lips, "let's discuss the real business. My proposal is simple: we buy them completely out of this project." "No. We will do no such thing," James countered, his voice smooth but unyielding. "There is a legal, ethical route to take. You might think people are just assets to be bought and sold, Andrew, but they are human beings. We will treat them with respect." A muscle feathered in Andrew's jaw. It had been years since anyone dared defy him in his own boardroom. The insult burned behind his eyes, his annoyance palpable. Sensing the explosive tension, James calmly stood and buttoned his tailored suit

  • Forced to marry a Ruthless Billionaire    " The Price of Silence”

    The docks were entirely deserted, wrapped in a suffocating, heavy quiet. I stepped onto the weathered wood of the small boat…our old boat. The memories hit me like a physical blow: the gentle sway of the hull, the cold night air, the way the moonlight had caught the ring the night he proposed. Hot tears spilt over my eyelashes, burning my cold cheeks. I crawled into the cramped cabin, lying in the dark, letting the ghosts of our past wash over me. Miles away, James was drowning his own ghosts. He had spent the evening at a dim bar, obsessively dissecting the party he had just witnessed. He was still hopelessly in love with me, driven mad by the sight of my life. She is living a happy marriage, he had muttered to himself over a glass of scotch, and I am just working my fingers to the bone, trying to stand on my own two feet. Drunk and overwhelmed, he had dismissed his driver and wandered off into the night, his feet unknowingly carrying him to the same spot. Heavy footsteps suddenly

  • Forced to marry a Ruthless Billionaire    “Love in borrowed time"

    And just like that… the freedom I had begun to feel slipped through my fingers.The look on Andrew’s face was intense like a restrained storm, like a lion barely holding back its anger. But for once, I wasn’t afraid. I wasn’t shaken. I simply walked past him and headed downstairs.

  • Forced to marry a Ruthless Billionaire    “Where I find peace "

    For the very first time in my life, I was happy I was born. Not lying I enjoyed every dime of the time I spent with him on the boat. His sparkling eyes kept twisting my stomach, making my throat rumble, and my skin tighten with craving. Just one touch just that first touch had awakened something in

  • Forced to marry a Ruthless Billionaire    An Encounter

    His words hit me harder than any shove. For a moment I thought no, I knew he was talking to me. My mind scrambled for a plan. Should I scream, should I stay quiet? My breath snagged, my throat too tight to decide. I moved backward without meaning to, instinct pulling me away from them, away from

  • Forced to marry a Ruthless Billionaire    A Way Out

    I know I couldn’t ask father for much anymore. Not with the way things were. His company was bleeding out, slipping further toward bankruptcy with each day and even though he tried to hide it, but as the eldest and the only one my mom was persuading to push for Andrew’s hands. I’ve seen the weig

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