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The Pact

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In the quiet town of Alderwood, where everyone knew everything about everyone - or at least pretended to - secrets were a currency more valuable than gold.

Elena Whitmore, with her polished shoes and quiet defiance, was known for being untouchable. She didn't speak unless she had to, and when she did, it was with precision that made people think twice before asking anything of her again.

Jay Carter, on the other hand, was everyone's favorite bad decision. With messy hair, a motorcycle he shouldn't legally own, and a smirk that made hearts trip over themselves, he was the reason half the town's daughters stayed up at night and the other half warned their sons.

They weren't supposed to cross paths. She was the mayor's daughter, practically raised to walk straight lines and smile under pressure. 
He was the boy who climbed roofs at night and drew graffiti in abandoned barns. 
But that's how secrets start - in the places where lines blur.


***
She turned to him, curious now. "What are you hiding, Carter?"

He didn't answer. Just reached into his jacket and pulled out a folded piece of paper - an arrest notice, his second. If he got a third, he'd be gone for good. Reform school or worse.

"I need an alibi," he said. "Just once. I was out past curfew last night. Someone tagged the courthouse. It wasn't me this time, but they're blaming me anyway."

Elena stared at the paper, then at him.

"What do I get?"

He was surprised. Most girls would've slapped him or walked away. But not her.

"You get out of that perfect little glass box you live in," he said, watching her eyes flicker. "You get me owing you."

She held out her hand.

"Fine. One lie. One favor."

"Deal," he said, shaking it.

But that wasn't the end. That was just the beginningAll Rights Reserved

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His Sapphire 18+ by Cherylauthor2

I stared at the tray of food, steaming, aromatic, perfectly plated, this wasn't dinner. It was a reminder. A reminder that I wasn't a guest here. I was a possession. The door creaked open again. But this time, it wasn't a maid with a tray. It was four women. They moved together, silent, elegant, too graceful to be ordinary. All four of them were beautiful.. devastatingly beautiful but not in the way beauty is meant to be. Their smiles didn't reach their eyes. The woman in front moved differently, older, more self-assured, the kind of confidence that came not from pride, but from having surrendered long ago. She was in her early thirties, maybe a few years younger than him. The diamond on her finger sparkled with a weight that made my stomach twist. "So..." she said, her English tinged with a faint Slavic accent. "You're the new one." I blinked, throat too tight to speak. My voice had abandoned me the second she stepped into the room. She didn't wait for an answer. Instead, she smiled. "I'm Elena Petrović. his first wife and before you start your new life here. You must know a few things." She continued but my life has already turned upside down hearing her first word and the air left my lungs. "First... wife?" I whispered, barely breathing. She laughed. Not kindly. Not even mockingly. It was a sound that spoke of broken dreams and bitter acceptance. "Oh, darling... you didn't really think you were the only one, did you?" Before I could reply, another woman stepped forward. one by one they gave an introduction and the room swayed. My stomach churned and lips parted in disbelief. The words takes echoed in my skull like a curse. What kind of monster is he? They weren't wives. They were proof. Proof that once he set his eyes on you, there was no escape. Proof that your name, your past, your dreams, all of it vanished the moment he decided you were his. Read the whole scene in Prologue because of Wattpad word limit here.

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Trapped In Love ✓ by StellaAdamsHere

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Rival Roulette by LetThereBeScars

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Falling For An Inmate by TheGatsbyEffect

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His Sapphire 18+

I stared at the tray of food, steaming, aromatic, perfectly plated, this wasn't dinner. It was a reminder. A reminder that I wasn't a guest here. I was a possession. The door creaked open again. But this time, it wasn't a maid with a tray. It was four women. They moved together, silent, elegant, too graceful to be ordinary. All four of them were beautiful.. devastatingly beautiful but not in the way beauty is meant to be. Their smiles didn't reach their eyes. The woman in front moved differently, older, more self-assured, the kind of confidence that came not from pride, but from having surrendered long ago. She was in her early thirties, maybe a few years younger than him. The diamond on her finger sparkled with a weight that made my stomach twist. "So..." she said, her English tinged with a faint Slavic accent. "You're the new one." I blinked, throat too tight to speak. My voice had abandoned me the second she stepped into the room. She didn't wait for an answer. Instead, she smiled. "I'm Elena Petrović. his first wife and before you start your new life here. You must know a few things." She continued but my life has already turned upside down hearing her first word and the air left my lungs. "First... wife?" I whispered, barely breathing. She laughed. Not kindly. Not even mockingly. It was a sound that spoke of broken dreams and bitter acceptance. "Oh, darling... you didn't really think you were the only one, did you?" Before I could reply, another woman stepped forward. one by one they gave an introduction and the room swayed. My stomach churned and lips parted in disbelief. The words takes echoed in my skull like a curse. What kind of monster is he? They weren't wives. They were proof. Proof that once he set his eyes on you, there was no escape. Proof that your name, your past, your dreams, all of it vanished the moment he decided you were his. Read the whole scene in Prologue because of Wattpad word limit here.