LOGIN“Some people walk into your life quietly, yet some ruin you without even trying to.” Isabella Young, a twenty-five-year-old woman, comes back to New York to rebuild her life. Her agenda is clear: find a job, get an apartment, get married. It all seems easy enough until she finds herself in the worst position of her life, with no job, no apartment, no partner, and running low on her resources. Prideful Isabella doesn’t ask for help or pity. She believes she will stay single forever. But fate is ruthless in her timing. Because when she least expects it, she meets him. Damian Sinclair, a thirty-two-year-old man, bound by duty, loyalty, and control. He knows what he must do: find a suitable match, get married, and have an heir. A son to carry the family name. Until he sees her. The timing is wrong. Circumstances are worse. Connections are inconvenient. Will either of them be able to resist the temptation and continue their lives as if the other never existed or will they risk everything for something neither was supposed to have?
View More-Damian-The night came to an end. The restaurant lights flickering behind us as I led Elizabeth toward the restaurant exit. Elizabeth walked next to me with her hand curled around my bicep like a lady she is. Her shoulders are relaxed, chin tipped up just so, and lips carrying the hint of that soft satisfaction. Like a true heiress, aware that she has won something. I don't look at her. I don't give her the satisfaction of meeting my gaze. Because no matter how much she thinks she has won tonight, I couldn't help but want to jump out of my skin. At her voice. At her touch. At that victorious smile.Before I could think better of it, I opened the passenger door for her, like a gentleman I was raised to be. She smiled, getting into the passenger seat and getting comfortable. To her getting comfortable meant sitting like a poised little heiress. Back straight. Arms folded neatly in her lap. Closing the door I nodded to the valet in greeting and got into the car. I started driv
-Damian- She smiled at me as if this was the outcome she had hoped to achieve all this time. To wrap me around her little, manicured fingers and jam them so hard into my ribs so that I have no other option but to listen to her and marry her."I'm happy you finally found the time to have this dinner with me." She took a sip of her wine. "Honestly, judging by how the last time ended I thought you were unhappy with the arrangement your mother made, the other girls were worried you might not come around." She curved her lips, her fingers trasing the rim of her wine glass."Come around?" "Oh yeah, arranging the dinner with us, or at least telling your mother to arrange it." "Right, of course." I gave her a tight smile. "There is no other place that I would rather be than here." I lied through my teeth and continued looking over the menu. The food has to be proper. It has to be something that will not make anyone suspicious of my loyalties. It has to be something that screams my nam
-Damian- Her hand was a warm presence on my thigh as she purred into my ear. When it became clear that she was not backing off on her own, I took her wrist and gently put it back in her lap. "You're a lady, Miss Montgomery. Let's go have our dinner now." I put my hand back on the steering wheel. Her bottom lip purses out in a pout. I didn't let it show that her mere touch provoked such a visceral reaction of rejection from my body. That every single time her breath hit my skin, it made me want to crawl out of my body. She was shallow and she wanted me. Well, that is incorrect. She wanted the status and the money, and she wanted to be Damian Sinclair's wife and child bearer just to enhance her status in our world. She didn't like me. My hand tightened on the steering wheel, when a whiff of Isabella's perfume hit my nostrils out of nowhere. I'm going to be sick. We weren't even exclusive, we were just... having fun... Yes, having fun. My knuckles were white from my grip on the
-Damian-I dropped Bella off at her office and went straight back to the Bronx to Aureum Capital's office building. When I walked toward my office, I could see that Jessica was nowhere to be found. That was odd, Jessica was punctual and she was usually there before I even arrived. This morning I was even running thirty minutes late. I walked into my office, there I found Alfred texting on his phone with his legs propped up on the adjoining desk that I had set up for him yesterday morning. He seemed at ease, his lips were curled in a wicked smirk, and didn't see me for a second there. I was surprised to find him here. I thought he would be a lazy bum that didn't want to work or that would come in late. But alas, he surprised me. I cleared my throat to get his attention. His eyes snapped up and he immediately put his legs down and stood up. "Good morning, Damien, sir.""Good morning, Alfred. I'm surprised to see you here this early." I mused "It's okay, you can even call me D." I
-Isabella-He finished making the dinner, and I helped him set the table. The lightness before the conversation, or the lightness of the conversation before his mother called, was gone, replaced by a sudden intensity that left us both feeling awkward. We talked to each other, yes. We both felt wei
-Isabella-Damien shifted to lay next to me. His warm body pressed up against mine as my head rested against his chest. The soft rhythmic beat of his heart was like a melody made only for me.I stayed there listening, unwilling to move. I was sure that for the first time in a long while, I finally
-Isabella-By the time that I was done, I had a signed contract, filled out everything that I was supposed to do for the paperwork, and got acquainted with my office colleagues. It was finally time for me to leave the building. I got out of the office into the warm sun, my blazer hung loosely over
-Damian- Straight out of Mark's office. I headed for the stairs. I walked down three flights of stairs down to Ezra's. I needed to see this brand new idiot.That's one of the reasons why I'm going to Ezra's office. Another reason is that this will help me forget all about the vulnerable moment wi






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