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The Billionaire's Blind Devotion

The Billionaire's Blind Devotion

Ethan Caldwell, the silent, brooding man I hired to protect me, became my world. I’d found him battered and broken in an alley, a lonely art student extending an impulsive hand. For months, he was my quiet guardian, his intense gaze a constant comfort. Then my stepsister, beautiful, fragile-looking Chloe, entered our lives. She spun a story of childhood bravery, of saving a boy, clinching it with a cheap, painted whistle she swore was a cherished memento. Every word was a lie. In an instant, Ethan’s loyalty mutated. His icy stare, once a barrier to the world, turned on me, accusing. Chloe, his supposed childhood savior, became his singular, toxic obsession. His "protection" transformed into a relentless torment for me. My art, my passion, systematically obliterated. My masterpiece, ruined by her "clumsy" accident. My painting hand, my Achilles tendon, deliberately shattered to cripple my future, all dismissed as "an unfortunate incident." My own father and brother, swayed by Chloe’s manipulative pleas, turned their backs, echoing accusations of my "jealousy" and "instability." Ethan—the man I saved, the man I trusted—suppressed undeniable evidence of Chloe's deceit, even orchestrating her winning a prestigious art competition with *my* stolen designs. I lay physically broken in a hospital bed, isolated, bleeding internally from my stepsister's calculated cruelty. How could the man I saved—the man who claimed to protect—become my ruthless tormentor? Was his devotion to Chloe’s fabricated innocence so profoundly blind he’d sacrifice *everything* for her: truth, justice, even my life? When they demanded a public apology from me for Chloe's lies—a condition for receiving life-saving medical care—something inside me snapped. At a high-society gala, facing their public condemnation, I finally hit back. I raised my cane. Not at Chloe, but at my own mending leg, deliberately inflicting fresh horror to expose every lie, every betrayal. This was my fight, and I would make them see the truth, no matter the cost.
The Fiancée Who Forgot Me

The Fiancée Who Forgot Me

The world tilted, and then went black for a second. I came to with Jess screaming my name after a cyclist hit me, and I pulled her to safety. At the hospital, with a mild concussion, I had a stupid idea: I' d pretend I had amnesia and ask Jess, "Who are you?" Her eyes widened, but then a strange, unreadable expression flickered across her face. With a voice suddenly too sweet, she leaned in and said, "Oh, Ethan, you don' t remember me? I' m Jessica, and Chloe is actually your fiancée. We were just out as friends." My mind went blank, not from the concussion, but from genuine shock. Chloe? Her best friend Chloe? Jess was selling it hard, claiming I'd been "confused" even before the accident and that Chloe was my true love. This wasn' t funny anymore; a cold feeling started in my stomach. She insisted Chloe take me home, citing that familiarity would aid my "recovery." As I lay in Chloe' s unfamiliar bed, the scent of vanilla filling the air, I realized Jess wasn't just playing along; she was hijacking my prank for her own twisted agenda. Then, I overheard her on the phone: she called me "boring" and "clingy," bragging about using Chloe as a "break" so she could see her old flame, Mark. The raw ache in my chest had nothing to do with the concussion; it was the sting of deliberate, cruel dismissal. My fiancée was throwing me away, deliberately and publicly, to pursue someone else. Why was Chloe, this quiet, uncomfortable stranger, going along with Jess' s insane scheme? My anger hardened, but so did a new resolve: if Jess wanted a break, she' d get one, but it would be entirely on my terms. I would expose her lies, one "amnesiac" step at a time.
TRIO LOVE STORY

TRIO LOVE STORY

"Ahhh. Let go of me you pervert!" Kalen shouted right to his face as she tried to pull out her wrist from Jackson's tight grip. 'Pervert?! No one ever called me that!’ Jackson fumed at that thought. Indeed no one ever did that to Jackson. Maybe because he never did that to anyone. Now, Kalen ticked him off. Jackson's face immediately turned red as what Kalen said really made him upset. Kalen got scared again because that is the same face on his face when he kissed her earlier. 'Oh no!’ Kalen screams in her mind. "Pervert? Let go of you?. In your dream!. I’ll show you what a pervert would do” Then Jackson kissed her again and again. Kalen's head moves left and right, right and left, to avoid his kiss. "Stop mm.. mm kissing.. me!" Kalen shouted words barely out of her mouth because Jackson kept on kissing her. Few minutes passed. Now both of them panting, gasping for air again. "Let go of me!" Kalen said within her gritted teeth. She is trying to get up, but both of her wrists are tightly pinned by Jackson. Her eyes were full with anger. "I will. Apologies to me first" Jackson said. Her fiery angry eyes didn’t weaken Jackson even a little bit. Instead, he doubled or maybe more his intense gaze on her. "Why should.. Okay.. I'm sorry.." Kalen was about to complain but under Jackson's stern gaze, she knew she had to compromise. "Apology accepted. Now, be a good girl. You have to obey from this moment.." Jackson got cut off by Kalen protests outburst "Why should I obey you?. I'm not your employee nor girlfriend or wife!" "Seriously, you want me to do it again?" Jackson said as his face got closer, his warning was so obvious. "Humm.. Okay. Okay. I'll listen to you" Again Kalen compromised. ‘You perverted jerk!’ She cursed in her mind. "Good. Now go back home. I'll send someone to pick you up at 5" Jackson ordered her. She nodded like a good and well behaved puppy. Jackson satisfied and patted her head gently said "Good girl". Jackson got off her, he then straightened his coat, crossed his leg, casually playing his phone as if nothing happened. That is where everything begin.. Can they have the happiness that everyone deserved?... Can they walk through the challenges destined in their life?... Will they stay together until the very end of the time?... This is the story of three young women who had their destiny and fate entangled with another three young men. Join their journey and start read now!... #Trio_Love_Story #Book_1 ⚠️ Disclaimer : All the copyright of the photos that had been using in the BOOK COVER is belong to it’s owner.