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 4
"I've been trying to call you since morning, and you're here. It's not even your turn to play. You're supposed to be in maths class?" Angella growled angrily.
"Sorry, am I missing something? Since when did you become my mom?"
Angella turned around looking at her friends who were standing behind her. She glared hard at them. They understood what she meant and shifted away immediately.
"Why are you doing this?" Angella asked.
"You used to like me, Benson. We grew up together." Her voice sank
"You need to leave now!" Benson was getting impatient
"Fine! if I can't have you, Benson Vale, no one will!" She screamed and walked away throwing her hair in his face.
Benson rolled his eyes and turned back to watch Bella play.
"You were good there." Benson let down his pride looking straight into Bella's eyes as she picked up a bottle of water trying to quench her thirst.
"Let me guess - you're here to mock me again. Well listen to me Vale." I am good and I know it so don't you ever think you can....."
"Jeez, catch a breath I was just complimenting you" Benson burst into laughter looking at how awkward, confused and serious Bella's face looked all at the same time.
"Well, you could have started with that." Bella rolled her eyes
"May I know your name?" He chuckled looking at her
Something about her made him want to know more
"I don't tell strangers my name" she hardened picked up her bag and was about to leave
"Bella?" Benson called out as his eyes caught a hold of her ID card lingering out of the little opening from her bag
"Ho...how did you -"
"Your bag" he smiled feeling fulfilled
"Well go to hell" Bella cursed
"Why don't I bring hell to you miss Bella"
"Are you flirting with me?" Bella's face turned sour. She hates when men do that, it literally disgusts her.
"Whatever you call it miss" he grinned
"Gross" she screamed into his face and walked away.
It was late in the evening everywhere calm and relaxing Bella had spent the evening going through so many books at the library, reading was a hobby she couldn't do away with and when she found that library few days after she had landed in the new environment she didn't want to leave there, it was more like a safe space for her.
She had just finished reading an amazing book fantasizing it in her head and was already heading back to her room when someone stuck out their leg and she trembled and fell
"What?" She screamed standing up and trying to hold onto her kneecap that was already bleeding. She looked up only to see three faces all glaring at her with mean eyes.
"Excuse me, can't you apologize?" She cursed under her breath
"Do you know who you're talking to?" Vanessa broke the silence between the three musketeers
"That's none of my business. You're going to have to apologize for this." Bella screamed
"Hmm" Angella scoffed as she threw her hair to the back the perfume coming off her suffocating everyone who has a nose
"I am the queen bee of this school. You have no right to speak to me in any manner, now listen to me Bella or whatever you call yourself this is just a clear warning to stay away from Benson or I am going to destroy you" she screamed
Bella laughed as she looked at the young lady who was standing in front of her dressed like she's from wealth. She bashed her teeth in anger.
"I don't give a fuck about who you are, listen to me miss Queen bee the next time you'd try this I promise I would make sure I tear you apart"
"What ? Are you talking to me?" Angella raised her hands and threw a dirty slap on her face, and Bella on her own didn't hesitate and slapped her back. Angella held her cheek and gave Bella a long stare of disbelief and shock.
No one had ever had the right to stand up to her Angella came from wealth. Her parents were everything. She was one of those spoiled kids who was given everything on a platter of gold and right now she wasn't going to let Bella destroy everything she had spent years trying to build including Benson.
Bella stared hard at her and her eyes caught sight of some crowd that had gathered. Their little banter had caused a huge scene, everyone recording the whole scenario. Yes, she was going to make the highlight of the week.
She walked away without hesitation she hated being the center of attention
"Wait, did she just...." Angella scoffed not wanting to believe what just happened she glared at her friend and then back at the crowd she walked away fuming with anger.
BACK AT BELLA'S DORM
"I can't believe Bella slapped Angella in her first week of school" Allison screamed
"I thought she was a weakling but girl anybody that stands up to that witch is my friend" Charlotte added
"Guys it's no big deal she kind of annoyed me I didn't have a choice" Bella said softly
"It's no big deal ? You slapped Angella Browns do you know who the fuck Angella Browns is she's a big deal" Charlotte screamed
"You have to be careful, Bella. She's not going to let this slide she's come after you but then again it suits her at least someone stood up to her she's always thinking every girl is interested in her Prince Charming Benson"
They all laughed.
Angella walked out of the shower dressed in a neatly arranged robe she sat by the dressing table her hair tied in ponytail Maryann her housekeeper stood by the side holding a glass of juice for her as Angella stared hard in the mirror
"What's the headline saying?" She snapped at the huge man dressed in black who had just walked into the room, his hands crossed in front of him. He smelled strongly of alcohol.
"It's crazy ma'am" the man stammered
"Are you crazy Drake? When I ask you a question I need an answer immediately" Angella screamed as she turned around collected the juice from Maryann
"Everyone is screaming on the kind of courage Bella had slapping you"
"Hmm ... Bella that's her name" she scoffed
"Find out everything you can about that girl. I am going to teach her a lesson she'd never forget, find out everything about who her father is and where they stay. She'll regret messing with Angella Browns."
Angella screamed and smashed the glass of juice on her dressing table.
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"I hate you, Asher. I hate you with every cell in my body!" I seethed through my teeth, but his grin only grew wider.
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***
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.
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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.
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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.
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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.
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7.8
Rosalind Rivers has only ever wanted one thing - revenge.
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