She thought a contract was just business.

He called it a FUCKAHOLIC contract... pleasure without promises, desire without attachment.

I was supposed to keep my distance, stay professional, and survive the mess he called “fun.” But Aec didn’t play by the rules. He was cold, dominant, and utterly irresistible,  a storm I couldn’t escape.

Then came the night that changed everything. The accident. The absence of his presence in my story. A month gone in darkness, only to wake up to a world that had moved on… and him married.

Now, our lives are tangled in ways I never imagined. His company, my career, and my heart are all on the line. Some heartbreaks don’t end in goodbye. They return colder, richer, and wearing a wedding ring.

Will I crumble under the weight of betrayal… or rise to claim my own story?

Maxie's phone rang, shrill in the silence of her apartment. She glanced at the screen, her brow furrowing as she saw the unknown number. "Who the hell is calling me on a weekend, I have less than 10 hours to get back to work?" she muttered to herself.


For a brief moment, she hesitated, wondering if she should answer it. But her curiosity got the better of her, and she was about to pick up when the call ended. She raised an eyebrow, surprised.


Before she could even process what had happened, the phone rang again. Maxie's eyes locked onto the screen, and she slowly reached out to answer it. "Hello?" she said, her voice cautious.


"Hi, Maxie," a low, smooth voice said on the other end of the line.


Maxie's eyes widened in shock as she recognized the voice. It was him, the stranger from the cafe with Jake. Her mind racing, she ended the call, her heart pounding in her chest.


Chapter 60 - LATE NIGHT CALL'S