Um Freya and Malachi have been dating for awhile then something happens as in one of their good friends did something.... Read it to know also it gets better later in the story

malachi & freya

Four parents, two families, one estate... and only one bed. Freya and Malachi have been "almost" something for as long as they can remember. They've mastered the art of the talking stage while navigating the politics of a royal merger. But as the countdown to their twentieth year begins, the teasing remarks are turning into heated silences. It was supposed to be a simple arrangement. A command from the throne. But how do you stay just "friends" with the person who shares your moonlight?

The bass in the dorm basement is too loud, but the silence in Room 302 is louder. Malachi Barton is a storm with no center, all jagged teeth and heavy breathing, breaking things just to see if they'll bleed. Freya Skye is the party that never ends-because if she stops dancing, she might remember how to scream. One room. Two players. Three inches of steel carved with a promise that turned into a curse. He wants her out. She wants to forget. But when the lights go out and the nightmares start, the only thing sharper than the blade under her pillow is the look in Malachi's eyes when he realizes she isn't just a player. She's a survivor. And he's the only one close enough to get cut.

❱ THE BLURB. ❰ ⋆ ⚡︎ ⋆ Five years. Two rings. One nursery. And a city full of secrets. To the students of Woodsboro High, Freya Skye and Malachi Barton are the definition of "having it all." They are the heirs to a multi-billion dollar empire, the parents to a beautiful daughter, and the untouchable royalty of the upper class. They have the penthouse, the power, and the perfect alibi. But when the sun goes down and the Halloween moon rises, the designer silk comes off and the white plastic masks go on. They aren't just the golden couple. They are the Ghostface haunting the nightmares of everyone they know. With McKenna and Mason keeping the cameras on a loop and the babies fast asleep, the game is simple: keep the legacy alive and the body count rising. No one suspects the teenagers with the stroller. No one hears the screams from the top floor. And as long as they have each other, the blood stays on their hands-and the world stays at their feet. "We aren't just playing a role, Malachi. We're running the show." ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━

〔 THE MERGER. 〕 one penthouse. one estate. one lie that tore a family in half. malachi daniel barton and freya skye jones were the ultimate power couple-the kind of legacy merger the corporate world only dreamed of. they had the perfect marriage, a beautiful two-year-old daughter named ivy, and a future that looked untouchable. until it wasn't. one misunderstood text and a secretary's calculated lie was all it took for freya to walk away, convinced the man she loved to death had betrayed her. now, she's hidden away in a manhattan penthouse, raising ivy alone and protecting a secret that's growing every day: she's three months pregnant with their son, aidan. malachi hasn't slept in weeks. he's the ceo of an empire, but his world is empty without the girl who has his heart on a leash. he didn't cheat, he didn't stray, and he's done playing by the rules of their separation. when he shows up at her door, he isn't there to negotiate a contract. he's there to take back his family. but with freya's trust shattered and another baby on the way, the takeover might be the hardest deal he's ever had to close. "i'll spend every cent i have to prove she lied, freya. just let me come home."

✶ malachi & freya ✶ Two signatures. One merger. Zero choice. In the glass-walled towers of the elite, love isn't a feeling-it's a negotiation. For Freya Skye and Malachi Barton, their futures were written in ink before they even knew how to hold a pen. Their parents-the ruthless architects Sarah, Mike, Felicia, and Loren-didn't just build empires; they built a cage, and they called it a Marriage Contract. But how do you play a game when the rules keep shifting? Freya is a firestorm looking for a match; Malachi is the ice that refuses to melt. They are two parallel lines finally forced to intersect, surrounded by a circle of friends who are just as tangled. Between Mckenna's loyalty, Mason's secrets, and Walker's wandering eyes, the line between corporate strategy and genuine heartbeat has never been thinner. It's a world of high-fashion masks and low-whispered threats. It's the feeling of falling when you aren't sure if someone will catch you or simply buy the ground you're about to hit. In a life where everything is scheduled, the only thing they didn't account for was the chaos of the "In-Between." They told them to expect the legacy. They told them to expect the crown. But they forgot to tell them the most important part... Expect the Unexpected.

𝒯𝒽𝑒 𝓁𝒾𝑔𝒽𝓉𝓈 𝑜𝒻 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝒟𝑒𝓈𝒸𝑒𝓃𝒹𝒶𝓃𝓉𝓈 𝒵𝑜𝓂𝒷𝒾𝑒𝓈 𝒲𝑜𝓇𝓁𝒹𝓈 𝒞𝑜𝓁𝓁𝒾𝒹𝑒 𝒯𝑜𝓊𝓇 𝓌𝑒𝓃𝓉 𝑜𝓊𝓉 𝒻𝑜𝓊𝓇 𝓂𝑜𝓃𝓉𝒽𝓈 𝒶𝑔𝑜. 𝒮𝑜 𝒹𝒾𝒹 𝑀𝒶𝓁𝒶𝒸𝒽𝒾 𝐵𝒶𝓇𝓉𝑜𝓃. Freya Skye, the rising singer-songwriter, has turned her silence into platinum. Every track on her debut EP-especially the devastating slow-burn anthems 'Golden Boy' and 'Whyd You Have to Call'-is a public letter to the actor who cut her off. She's healing, she's thriving, and she's finally stopped checking her phone for a call that never came. But Malachi is in Vancouver, filming Coven Academy through a very white Christmas, and he's hearing every single lyric. The whole world thinks he's perfect, but his silent, snowy isolation is being soundtracked by the painful truth in her voice. When a surprise twist of fate (and a little holiday chaos) forces them onto the same snowy street in British Columbia, they find themselves tangled up in the very connection they tried to bury. He went quiet. She wrote a masterpiece. Now, as the Christmas break approaches, they have to face the real, messy question: --- "Used to talk all the time, now we don't even speak." _______ Is he a stranger she needs to walk away from, or the golden boy she still desperately wants to kiss?

At Blackwell Preparatory on the Upper East Side, power is everything. Freya Skye Jones-cheer captain, rich, untouchable. Malachi Barton-football captain, rich, ruthless. They hate each other. Everyone says they're the same. At a school where status rules and secrets spread fast, falling for your rival could cost you everything. Two crowns. One throne. And a collision no one sees coming.

Freya Skye runs the the room not her feelings. Malachi Barton walks like the world is flirting with him.