After We Collided: Bound by a deal
Bella arrived New York City with ambitions, goals and desperate hunger to escape poverty. Raised by her single poor mother along side beloved sister Emily, Bella believed the only way to succeed and save her family from the ruthless hands of poverty was education.
After countless denial and rejection letters, she finally gained admission into one of the most prestigious universities in the country. What she doesn't realize is that stepping foot into that campus would pull her into a dangerous world of obsession, wealth, and power She never knew existed.
Benson Vale is everything Bella despised, Arrogant, untouchable and born into privilege.
As the heir to a billionaire empire, Benson is being forced to get married in order to acquire his inheritance something he dreaded with passion, but Bella crashed into his life and his tightly controlled world starts to unravel.
Lurking in the background is Angella Browns, Benson's childhood friend and the campus self proclaimed queen bee. Obsessed and possessive Angella would do whatever it takes to keep Benson all to herself even if it meant destroying Bella's life to pieces.
When tragedy strikes and secrets begins to unfold, Bella and Bensons relationship are bounded together by a dangerous DEAL - one that could either save or destroy them both.
As danger draws closer Bella must not only fight for justice but also uncover the truth behind her sisters death and choose Whether love was meant to survive in a world filled with Wealth, Power, and betrayal.
It was never meant to be love until fate made them collide.
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Chapter 10
VALE MANSION
Angella walked in putting on a pink body hug gown dressed in her most expensive fragrance she walked in her red lipstick making her extremely noticeable
"I am doing perfectly fine mother, how have you been? Hope Benson isn't being a pain in the ass to you" Angella giggled as she peaked her cheeks as a sign of greeting.
"Well am fine my baby, just trying to get Benson to get a wife before the ending of this week is extremely frustrating"
"Get a wife?" Angella felt literally interested in the conversation
"Well his father would be retiring soon and Benson would be the one handling the entire properties and companies so his father needs to know his capable by giving him the task to bring home a decent woman" Benson's mother explained
"I will do everything possible to make Benson mine he'd be mine and no one else would dare take him away from me even if it's the last thing I do on earth". Angella giggled to herself as she let drowning in her thoughts, making sure to put up fake smiles with Mrs Vale.
BENSON'S EMPIRE
The city light thinned as Benson drove farther away from the restaurant, it was late already and the chaos of the day was slowly drowning into the night. Bella sat stiffly in the passenger's seat, for a moment she felt like a wife of a rich man but quickly she snapped out of that delusion.
This was all a game, don't drown yourself into it whispered to herself. She turned facing the other side, her eyes fixed on the road ahead.
She avoided Benson's gaze and said nothing to him since the both of them got into the car, the soft music playing from the car speaker was the perfect distraction they needed to just stay quiet and not make it awkward.
The car slowed as massive wrought iron gates emerged from the darkness.
They didn't look like ordinary gates, they were tall black and cold–engraved with intricate patterns that screwed power instead of beauty.
This was one of his fathers mansion, Benson's favorite place ever since he was young.
Security cameras shifted slightly as the car approached, and within seconds the gates opened smoothly, as if the mansion itself had been expecting them.
Bella swallowed.
The driveway stretched endlessly, curving through manicured lawns so perfectly trimmed they looked unreal. Soft golden lights lined the path, illuminating fountains, sculpted hedges, and marble statues standing like silent guards. The further they drove the heavier the air felt.
Bella left her mouth wide open, she had never seen a house this enormous and engraved with so much detail.
Then the mansion appeared.
It rose from the darkness like a fortress–wide, grand and intimidating. Tall glass windows reflected the moonlight, while white stone walls gleamed under the outdoor lights.
The building wasn't flashy; it was controlled, deliberate, and overwhelmingly expensive. This wasn't a home built for warmth, it was built for dominance.
Bella turned to Benson as he finally brought the car to a halt. The car stood beneath a massive entrance archway. Before she could process what she was seeing uniformed staff appeared, opening the door in perfect synchronization.
Bella stepped out of the car, the shock and fear in her entire body was overpowered by excitement and joy
"Wait, you live here? This explains why you're so proud" she laughed to herself looking around the entire mansion as if she was a child licking ice cream for the first time.
Benson couldn't help but laugh at her ridiculous reaction.
BELLA'S POV
The marble beneath her feet was cold, polished to perfection. She looked around, her chest tightening as reality settled in. This wasn't luxury she had seen on television. This was another world-one she didn't belong to, yet had just been dragged into.
Benson walked ahead of her, calm and unbothered, as if this place was nothing more than an extension of himself.
"Welcome home," he said casually, without turning.
Bella stared at the mansion, her heart pounding.
She hadn't just agreed to a contract.
She had crossed into a life that could swallow her whole.
Bella walked in and almost fainted on seeing the interior, she just couldn't believe her eyes. Everything felt so unreal that she was in heaven she thought to herself. Her eyes caught sight with the crystal chandelier above her head, its reflection made her notice the beautiful marble so polished Bella could see her reflection.
That was the only beauty the house had, every other thing smelt and looked like power and she didn't like it
Her eyes catch sight of the beautiful cotton chairs in the living room embroidered with one of the most expensive materials in the city. She nodded her head in semi satisfaction indeed the designers did quite a good job putting this place together.
The house was big really big, Bella turned to look at the staffs who were practically very busy doing one or two
Realizing she has been standing in front of the entrance door all these while .
Her thought was interrupted by the ringtone coming from Benson's phone, he looked at the screen it was his father the irritation and frustration showed in his face.
"Yes father?" His voice sounded cold as he picked the call
"Well Benson it's been a week since you were asked to bring a woman home and we clearly see you're not taking your life serious, so me and your mother have decided to host a party tomorrow and we invited all the ladies in New York City, tomorrow you're going to pick a girlfriend and you have no excuse."
His father sounded harsh
"Alright father see you tomorrow" Benson turned the phone off, he was definitely going to be ready by tomorrow.
ANGELLA'S HOUSE
Well tomorrow is the day we will do everything possible to make sure Benson falls for me he would be choosing me and no one else Angella screamed super excited
"I hope my master piece of a dress is ready?" She turned looked at her two friends
"Yes it is Queen bee"
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7.1
His grin spread and he leaned closer to me, his scent overshadowing my senses. "I own you and this entire place, Scarlett. Whatever I decide to do to them is none of your business, is that clear?"
"I hate you, Asher. I hate you with every cell in my body!" I seethed through my teeth, but his grin only grew wider.
"We both know that you are lying..." His fingers moved to my chest, slowly making their way over my breasts, searching for my nipple. "Your whole body can't survive without me."
***
Scarlett's holy union to Asher, the feared king of the Forgotten Lands, was meant to unite kingdoms but behind closed doors, her marriage becomes a prison. Asher wants an heir, a throne, and revenge against the family that once ruled over him. Scarlett is only the means to an end.
Caught between a husband who breaks her body yet craves her soul, and a trusted friend whose loyalty hides a thirst for power, Scarlett learns that love in the Crystal Peaks is never gentle. It is claimed, twisted, and betrayed.
As war brews, dark magic awakens, and an enemy long thought dead returns, Scarlett must decide who she truly belongs to... and how much of herself she's willing to lose to survive.
Because in a world ruled by monsters, the most dangerous thing a woman can be is loved.
Book 3 of The Lycan King Series.
9.2
Druscilla Hayes thought heartbreak had a limit.
She was wrong.
On the night of her bachelorette party, she survives a shootout - and is rescued by a dangerously irresistible stranger with mismatched eyes and a criminal smile.
Ivanov Rodriguez is everything she shouldn't want.
Everything her perfect fiance is not.
But when Druscilla discovers her fiancé's betrayal, she runs straight into Ivanov's arms - only to learn too late that she was never more than a pawn in his revenge.
Years later, she's rebuilt her life, her heart, and her future.
Until fate drags her back into the orbit of the man who once ruined her.
This time, she has nothing left to lose.
Except the truth that could destroy them both
⚠️ WARNING:
This book contains immorality, forbidden desire, dangerous attraction, and morally questionable characters.
If you believe love should always be pure and choices should always be right...
This story is not for you.
Proceed only if you enjoy chaos, passion, and bad decisions.
8.1
My fiancé, Freddie, signed the papers to have me committed to a mental asylum. He told everyone my "episodes" were becoming a liability to his family's pristine reputation.
The truth was, he and his mistress, Jessie, wanted me out of the way. They painted me as a hysterical, unstable psycho so their affair could continue without a single complication.
I spent my last days in a chemical haze, trapped and forgotten. My final memory wasn't of love or compassion, but of orderlies forcing my head under the stagnant, drugged water of an asylum bathtub. Freddie just watched, his face cold and indifferent as I drowned.
He stole my life, my sanity, and my future. He got away with murder while playing the part of the devoted, heartbroken fiancé to a world that believed his every lie.
Until I opened my eyes again.
The blinding Hampton sun stabbed my retinas, and the smell of chlorine filled my lungs. I wasn't in the asylum. I was back at the Madden family's annual summer party, three years before my death.
Across the pool, I saw Freddie laughing with Jessie. They thought they had won.
They had no idea I was back from the dead to burn their entire world to the ground.
8.4
I stood in front of New York City Hall in my vintage lace wedding dress, my heart pounding with a nervous joy. I was minutes away from marrying Bradford Sterling, a move I thought would finally help me reclaim my mother’s legacy from my family’s crumbling empire.
But as I reached for his arm, he flinched. A black Lincoln Navigator screeched to the curb, and his mother, Victoria, stepped out, slamming a restructuring document against his chest. She didn't even look at me as she delivered the killing blow: my sister, Eden, had just seized every cent of my voting rights and family trust.
"Marrying her is a net negative yield," Victoria said coldly. Bradford didn't fight for me; he didn't even blink. He simply pushed my hand away and adjusted his tie as if I were a junk bond he was ready to offload. Seconds later, my sister Eden arrived in a red Ferrari, wearing her own bridal gown, and stepped into my place by his side.
I was standing on the pavement, humiliated in front of a crowd, while the man I loved for three years treated me like a failed transaction. My sister laughed in my face, calling me a "liability" while she stole my wedding and my life. The grief was instant, but the rage that followed was a white-hot rupture in my chest.
I didn't just walk away; I slapped the life out of Bradford and dove into the first black SUV I saw, desperate to escape. I didn't check the plates, and I didn't see the man in the wheelchair sitting in the shadows of the backseat.
I had just "carjacked" Jefferson Montgomery, the most dangerous billionaire in the city. To save him from a parole violation during a sudden police raid, I agreed to a fake marriage that very night. They wanted to treat me like a negative asset? Fine. They have no idea that they just handed a world-class hacker the keys to the Montgomery fortune, and I’m going to liquidate them all.
8.4
To save her legacy, she'll marry her greatest enemy. To save her life, she'll have to trust his lies.
Aria Hale has only one objective: to destroy the Veridian family. Twenty years ago, they ruined her mother's career and her family's reputation. Now, as Hale Enterprises is about to go out of business, she is forced into a marriage of convenience with the man she dislikes most: Luca Veridian.
Luca is a ruthless, calculating, and cold-hearted man. He doesn't just want the Hale company; he wants proof of their wrongdoings. He makes the deal for the marriage contract for one year for his own purposes: to get close enough to Aria to put her in jail.
The rules are simple: Live together. Act as if you're in love. Don't show your true intentions.
As they play a deadly game of cat and mouse in their shared penthouse apartment, the lines between protection and sabotage get blurred. Luca, the ruthless man, is hiding his own demons, and Aria, the ruthless woman, has a secret that might destroy both their empires.
Yet, when a shadow from their past, the mysterious "Architect," comes back to finish what was started all those years ago, Aria and Luca learn that they are not the players in this game, but the pawns instead.
Betrayed by blood, bound by contract, Aria and Luca must now choose whether to keep their secrets and die, or fall in love and burn the world down together.
7.8
Rosalind Rivers has only ever wanted one thing - revenge.
The Lycan Prince, Aklan Draven, murdered her brother in cold blood. Or so she's believed her whole life. Now, forced to serve under him at the Lycan Academy, she has no choice but to obey the man she swore to hate. But hating him becomes harder with every clash, every stolen glance, every heartbeat that refuses to stay loyal to her rage.
Because fate has a cruel sense of humor.
He's her fated mate.
Aklan doesn't understand why this stubborn, sharp-tongued wolf gets under his skin or why her scent feels like home. He only knows she's trouble. The kind that tests his control, drags buried memories to the surface, and makes him question everything he thought he knew about loyalty and guilt.
But when a hidden truth comes to light - that Rosalind's brother didn't die by Aklan's hand but by choice, their world begins to unravel. Old wounds reopen. Ancient forces stir. And Rosalind learns she is no ordinary wolf, but something far rarer, something worth killing for.
Between vengeance and love, duty and destiny, one wrong move could ignite a war between realms.
And the cruelest part?
She might just lose her heart to the man she was born to destroy.