PROLOGUE
You always believe that doing it right guarantees a great outcome, but what if it doesn't? What if doing everything the way you were taught to ends with you questioning the very meaning of right and wrong?
They said good girls always win, that patience pays off, that saving the best for the one who deserves it is the most honorable thing a woman can do. I believed them, I clung to those words as if they were sacred, because society made it sound like the crown jewel of a woman's worth.
But what happens when you realize that the ones who broke the rules seem to have better outcomes? When you watch them live freely, laugh loudly, and still be chosen, while you, the one who chose to be good and follow the rules, are left to face the opposite? Does that mean life is unfair, or does it mean the rules were never written for you in the first place?
I waited. I followed every rule. I held on when others let go. And when the night finally came, my night, I gave it all, expecting the forever I was promised, only to be met with the greatest deception of my life. The kind of heartbreak that does not just wound the heart, but questions your identity, your choices, and even your faith in love.
How would you feel if the man you loved and believed in turned out to be someone entirely different? When the one you trusted the most isn't who you thought he was? When the one who clapped for your values was only clapping for himself, cheering because he had already won the game before you even realized you were playing?
Not all stories begin with love, some begin with a lie, some begin with betrayal, and some begin with a silence that grows too loud to ignore. This is not the story you think it is. Follow me, and you will find out the truth about a girl who waited, who gave everything, and who discovered that being a virgin was not the beginning of her story, but only the secret she never thought she would have to defend.
He fell in love with the girl he had a one-night stand with. When her true nature revealed, he hated himself for loving her and decided never to see her again. However, his fate took an unexpected turn and entangled him in a contract marriage with her, turning the girl he despised into his temporary wife.
Will their love-hate relationship lead to a deeper connection, or will it keep them forever bound by the terms of their contract?
***
As I spank her, Grace questions in a surprised tone, "What was that?"
"That was for leaving your husband alone in the pool," I respond in a teasing tone, seizing her waist and pulling her towards me, stealing her breath.
"But, my dear husband, you're pissing me off. Just move away." She tries to break free from my grasp.
"Stop moving, Mrs Grey!"
"No, I won't listen to you, Mr Grey. You told me you don't want me, so why are you here again?"
"I didn't say that I don't want you," I whisper, closing the distance between us, my lips nearing my angry wife's.
"It means the same!" She rolls her eyes.
"I want you so damn much, okay? And I'm ready to regret it again and again for doing this. Today, I'll show you how much I desire you, my wife." I confess, my fingers playing with her wet hair, and my hand still firmly gripping her waist.
"So tell me. Who is stopping you, husband?"