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The Contract Scheme

Chapter 2 The Encounter

Word Count: 1498    |    Released on: 06/03/2026

same suffocating dread that had wrapped itself around me the night before comes crashing down on me again like a wave. I lay stil

us. Normally, I'd welcome this. Thrive on it, even. But this morning, with t

make my way to the bathroom and stare at myself in the mirror. My hair is in disarray and the

rror, glass walk-in shower. I stand under the steaming water, letting it beat aga

es perfectly at my waist, paired with a matching tailored pencil skirt. A Cartier diamond necklace nestles elegantly against my collarbone, and pearl drop earrings

ith the simplicity of my makeup. I look every inch the heiress and business mogul-in-the-makin

t, a glass of freshly squeezed orange juice.

ning under the morning sun. The keys dangling in my fingers. I open the drive

" I cal

n in his late thirties, appears almost instantly

re up

urse,

the city's morning hum lull me into a state of distant observation as we drive past. Peo

sudde

efore the seatbelt yanks

ightening. "W

nbuckles his seatbelt, a

ight in front of us, a sleek black McLaren, dangerously an

way st

ust wonderful. The exact kind of hassle I

e this. That's wh

aring to close my eyes, mo

.is in

aw d

discovered a hidden talent for levitation?

it's

on by the collar, hoisting him off the ground. His other hand cle

in th

ls squeaking sharply on the pavement. A stra

ut him down

idn't eve

n croaked, dang

wn," I repeat, my v

d Jason stumbles backward, gasping

glaring. "What h

voice

eet. I saw him at the last second. If I hadn't hit the brakes, we'd all be

me disrespectfully," the man

hook hi

him what he did was wro

ing hand on Ja

he car. I'll

o protest, but I sil

y glance at the man before

ger Issues. Mr Anger Issues?

me, folding his arm

ou expecting

a cool

not. I know

"Oh really? And w

the law and endangering lives is a casual pastim

w, disdainful tw

at you think. Nothing's going to happen. Now, if you'll excuse me, why

to my glare. I could have sworn for a fraction of a second hi

" he says with

e right here and now. But I'm sure people are watching, and I don't

spin around and ma

d as he drove and the

ey greets me with her

ning, Mis

g Courtney,

ne than

my sched

ration at 4:30 pm. Because of the dista

ayers in the industry. Even big

eam ready. Make sure

, ma

ts, calls, and project briefs. Anythin

and the rest of the team. Arclight's headquarters is a gleaming s

nside by a polish

with you shortly," she

ful. This could actually be good for us. I'm going

any table, plush leather chairs, and a panoramic c

ft k

oor o

Mr. Anger I

art l

sharp black tailored suit, dark hair styled wi

room before his eyes land, unwavering, on

d to keep my ex

cou

smile. "Pleasure to m

, like he knows

ise...

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recognition flas

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er I wanted to str

thing is

sting even. I'm going to make him so uncomfortable. Make

s, let's make a clow

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The Contract Scheme
The Contract Scheme
“To inherit her late father's company, Rachel Hartley must get married. She proposes a contract to Damian Westwood-wealthy, devastatingly handsome, and dangerously persuasive. But Damian has secrets, an ambition of his own. Their marriage is not about love, definitely, but about wealth. To him, she's a pawn, a key to unlocking his own ambitions. Yet the closer they become, the more blurred the lines get between lies and truth, desire and betrayal. Rachel must decide if she can love a man who might ruin her or save her. In a marriage built on secrets, one truth could destroy everything.”