Terms of My Heart

Terms of My Heart

Natasha Gwen

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" Then I will get married." Alina stormed out of the conference room; anger burning in her body in flames. Was she just threatened to forfeit her empire just for a matrimonial condolence? This was all planned. Her uncle is after her money. " Deal." Jesse said as he agreed to be Alina's contracted husband for a year. But will he be willing to accomplish what he truly came for?

Terms of My Heart Chapter 1 Whiskey and warnings

The sharp click of Louboutins echoed like war drums across the marble floor of Sterling & Vale's top-floor boardroom.

Alina Sterling didn't walk, she commanded.

At twenty-eight, she was the youngest self-made billionaire in the city. And she wore that title like armor. Her dark hair was twisted into a sleek knot, her eyes lined with razor precision, and her expression was cool steel. Beauty with a brain, and the board knew better than to underestimate her.

Which is why their betrayal sliced through her like glass.

"Married," she repeated, voice clipped, every syllable laced with fury. "You want me to get married? or hand over my company to that snake?"

Across the table, Uncle Gregory leaned back in his chair, smug as ever. A vulture in a custom suit. "It's not personal, Alina. Your father's will was clear. A married heir keeps the company. Otherwise, it reverts to family hands."

A bitter laugh escaped her lips. Of course it came to this.

"Then I'll get married," she snapped.

Gregory's smile widened.

"But not to someone you pick."

Because Alina didn't believe in love. Not anymore. Not in a world where contracts mattered more than loyalty and betrayal came wrapped in blood ties and boardroom handshakes. Love was weakness, and weakness got you devoured.

That night, rage still simmering in her veins, Alina found herself in the last place anyone would expect: a dive bar on the city's edge.

Leo's Tavern reeked of spilt liquor and shattered dreams. Neon signs buzzed overhead like dying fireflies. It was the kind of place where no one asked questions and everyone was running from something.

Including her.

She took a seat at the far end of the bar, legs crossed, her black silk dress hugging her like a whispered secret. Her phone buzzed again on the counter, Gregory. She flipped it face-down without a glance and raised a hand for a drink.

The bartender walked over, pausing as his gaze swept over her clutch, her dress, her diamond watch.

"You sure you're in the right place, Miss Vogue?" he asked, brow raised.

She didn't even blink. "You always talk to customers like that, or just the ones who tip better than your rent?"

That earned a slow, crooked grin.

He was tall, broad-shouldered, and blue-collar handsome. Late twenties, maybe. Rugged in a way that whispered of bar fights and bad decisions. His hands looked like they knew work. His jawline looked like it could cut glass.

"Whiskey?" he asked.

"Neat. The good stuff..if you've got it."

He turned to pour, but someone jostled him from behind. The glass slipped. Crashed.

A splash of brown liquid stained her blouse, dripping down the silk like a slow insult.

For a moment, the entire bar went silent.

Alina stood slowly, holding the edge of the ruined top between two fingers. Her expression was ice.

"Do you have any idea how much this costs?"

The bartender winced. "Enough to feed a small country, I'm guessing?"

"Two," she replied coldly.

He grabbed a towel, reaching out to dab, but she caught his wrist mid-air, light touch, sharp eyes.

"Touch me again, and I'll buy this bar just to shut it down."

His mouth curved into a grin. "You talk like you could."

"I can," she said simply. "And I would."

He didn't back down. Didn't flinch. Just watched her with that infuriating smirk. "So what's a woman like you doing in a place like this?"

Her gaze flicked to the bottle behind him. Her voice dropped, smoky and low. "Looking for a mistake."

His grin widened as he stepped back. "Well. Congratulations. You found one."

It hit her like lightning. An idea so insane it felt perfect.

Maybe it was the scotch. Maybe it was the fury. Or maybe it was the way he looked at her, like she wasn't the most dangerous person in the room.

"What's your name?" she asked.

He blinked. "Jesse."

"Jesse what?"

"Kane. Why?"

Alina leaned in, voice calm and deliberate. Her eyes didn't waver.

"Because, Jesse Kane, I have a business proposition for you."

He narrowed his eyes, curiosity stirring. "I don't do... business with women like you."

She smiled, a slow curve full of challenge. "One year. You marry me. We make it legal. You play the part of the devoted husband. At the end, you get your cut... and you vanish."

He blinked. "That's the deal?"

"That's the deal."

"What's the catch?"

Alina met his gaze without flinching.

"You don't fall in love with me."

Jesse's smile turned wicked. "Deal."

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ā€œ" Then I will get married." Alina stormed out of the conference room; anger burning in her body in flames. Was she just threatened to forfeit her empire just for a matrimonial condolence? This was all planned. Her uncle is after her money. " Deal." Jesse said as he agreed to be Alina's contracted husband for a year. But will he be willing to accomplish what he truly came for?ā€
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Chapter 1 Whiskey and warnings

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Chapter 2 Paper promises

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Chapter 3 The Prince and the Palace

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Chapter 4 The Gala Game

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Chapter 5 Champagne and Cracks

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Chapter 6 Shattered trust

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Chapter 7 The Night never lies

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Chapter 8 Trapped within the game

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Chapter 9 Rebuilding the bridge

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Chapter 10 Counterattack

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Chapter 11 The Aftermath

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Chapter 12 Fortifying the foundation

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Chapter 13 The Counterstrike

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Chapter 14 The King's Gambit

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Chapter 15 The Crown Reforged

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Chapter 16 Beneath the surface

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Chapter 17 The Vale Doctrine

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Chapter 18 The Upper Terrace

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Chapter 19 Beneath the surface....(2)

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Chapter 20 Torn between the shadows

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Chapter 21 Cracks in the truth

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Chapter 22 Dusty lines

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Chapter 23 The Mask slips...

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Chapter 24 Channel Black

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Chapter 25 Between silence and fire

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Chapter 26 The Return of Fire

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Chapter 27 Smoke Behind the smile

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Chapter 28 Edge of everything

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Chapter 29 End of the line, Damian; Don't make me cry.

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Chapter 30 In a family way.

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Chapter 31 Welcome home

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Chapter 32 What a family reunion.

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Chapter 33 The woman in the shadows

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Chapter 34 Breakfast anyone

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Chapter 35 Unexpected guest.

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Chapter 36 Deadlines...dead men...

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Chapter 37 Unspoken things

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Chapter 38 Distractions and decisions

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Chapter 39 Shadows unmasking

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Chapter 40 Ties that bind us.

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