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Scarlett Devereaux was renowned in elite circles as the ultimate seductress, with her perfectly curved red lips and hose captivating cat–like eyes that could seduce anyone with just a glance.
While Jackson Blackwell was the epitome of the perfect heir of high society–untouchable, disciplined, and naddeningly self–controlled.
No one would’ve guessed that these two polar opposites secretly tangled in heated passion in the back of his Maybach at midnight, desperately devoured each other in charity gala bathrooms, or that he’d grip her waist gainst his vineyard’s floor–to–ceiling windows until her legs gave out beneath her.
After yet another night of abandon, the shower’s gentle patter filled the bathroom.
carlett lounged against the headboard, dialing her father’s number:
I’ll marry that dying Miami heir for the fortune, but I have one condition…” she said coolly.
Ier father’s voice crackled with barely contained excitement. “Name it! Whatever you want. If you’re willing to harry him, I’ll give you anything!”
Let’s discuss it when I get home.” Her voice was soft, but her eyes remained cold and calculating.
carlett hung up and was about to dress when she noticed Jackson’s laptop sitting nearby.
he Instagram was open, showing a message from someone labeled “Lily.”
Jackson, there’s a thunderstorm. I’m so scared…]
carlett’s fingers trembled slightly.
ust then, the bathroom door suddenly swung open as Jackson emerged, water droplets trailing down his ollarbone. His shirt hung open at the top, two buttons undone, lending his typically austere appearance a hint of
ensuality.
Something came up at the office. I need to go,” he said, reaching for his jacket, his voice maintaining its usual
oolness.
carlett curved her lips into a smile. “Off to the office, or running to your precious soulmate?”
ackson looked confused. “What?”
Nothing,” she replied, sliding barefoot from the bed, her pale feet sinking into the plush carpet.
His eyes darkened as he caught her chin between his thumb and forefinger, tracing her swollen lips. “Be good. Don’T
cause trouble.”
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As the door closed behind him, Scarlett’s smile vanished instantly.
She called a car and followed him.
Half an hour later, the car stopped outside a hotel. Through the rain–streaked window, Scarlett watched as Lily Bennett, dressed in a flowing white dress, ran out from the hotel entrance.
Jackson strode forward, removing his suit jacket and draping it over her shoulders before sweeping her into his
arms.
‘It’s freezing out here. How could you come outside without a coat, hmm?” he chided gently.
His movements were so practiced, so natural, as if he’d done this a thousand times before.
Scarlett clutched the door handle until her nails dug painfully into her palm.
As she watched Jackson carefully carrying Lily into the hotel, she suddenly recalled the first time they’d met.
Back then, she’d been fighting bitterly with her father, had actually cracked his skull open during one particularly vicious argument. He’d shipped her off to his best friend’s son for “discipline,” claiming his rebellious princess needed her sharp edges smoothed out.
When they first met, Jackson was sitting in his penthouse office at Blackwell Industries, his gaze icy cold behind hose gold–rimmed glasses.
She was determined not to stay.
So she constantly made trouble.
On her first day, she spilled coffee all over his custom Italian suit worth hundreds of thousands. Yet Jackson merely jave her a passing glance: “Italian cashmere, air–shipped yesterday. Put it on the Devereaux account.”
On the second day, she deliberately threw important meeting documents into the shredder. Jackson didn’t flinch, eciting the entire contents from memory, leaving the executive board stunned into silence.
On the third day, she drugged his coffee and set up cameras, planning to capture embarrassing footage she could
ise to blackmail him.
Instead, she became his remedy.
When she woke the next morning, her entire body ached. Furious enough to commit murder, Scarlett found herself pinned against the floor–to–ceiling windows for another round.
“Scarlett,” he whispered against her ear, his voice husky with desire, “be good.”
Just that simple endearment-“Scarlett“-shattered her defenses.
No one had called her that so tenderly since her mother died.
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From that day forward, their relationship transformed entirely.
Every time she acted out, Jackson would simply haul her into his office. Everyone assumed he was scolding her, when in reality he was bending her over his desk until her legs gave out.
Gradually, Scarlett realized she’d become addicted.
Was it his expertise? Or was she just that lonely?
She couldn’t tell.
All she knew was that she’d fallen. Hard.
So on his birthday, she spent the entire day decorating his villa–roses, candles, music… She’d even bought an engagement ring.
But Scarlett waited the entire night, watched the candles burn down and the roses wilt, and still he never showed up.
Until three in the morning, when her phone suddenly pinged with a breaking news alert-
#Billionaire CEO Picks Up Childhood Sweetheart at Airport#
The photo showed Jackson carefully helping a girl in a white dress into his car, looking at her with unbearable
tenderness.
The comment section exploded:
‘OMG! The CEO and his innocent princess! I’m DYING over here!”
‘Holy shit! Isn’t that Jackson Blackwell and Lily Bennett from Kingston Prep? They were THE couple back in the
day!”
‘I went to school with them and can confirm! Mr. Blackwell was ice–cold to everyone except Lily! If she hadn’t gotten sick and gone abroad for treatment, they’d be married by now for sure!”
Thud!
The phone slipped from her fingers and clattered to the floor.
Scarlett couldn’t believe her eyes.
If Jackson already had someone in his heart, what was she? Just a convenient fuck whenever he wanted?
Trembling, she called Jackson’s number, desperate for an explanation, but her calls went straight to voicemail.
After the final failed attempt, Scarlett set down her phone and walked into Jackson’s study–a room he’d explicitly forbidden her to enter.
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When she pushed the door open, it felt like she’d been struck by lightning.
The room was filled with photos of Lily–graduation photos, vacation snapshots, even candid pictures of Lily
sleeping.
The always–composed, always–controlled Jackson Blackwell had done something so… obsessive.
Any need for answers evaporated.
Scarlett started laughing, the sound unnaturally harsh in the empty room.
As she laughed, hot tears spilled down her cheeks, dropping onto the hardwood floor.
Red–eyed, she destroyed the entire villa.
When Jackson returned the next day and saw the devastation, he simply called for cleaning staff.
He didn’t even spare her a second glance, as if her behavior was precisely what he expected.
Scarlett watched in silence as the maid swept away the engagement ring box with the rest of the debris.
He had no idea what had been inside.
No idea that she had wanted to spend her life with him.
No idea that when that ring hit the bottom of the trash can, she decided she would never love him again.
“Miss, where would you like to go?” The driver’s voice pulled her back to reality.
“Home,” Scarlett said, opening her eyes, her voice cold. “Take me back to the Devereaux estate.”
Upon arriving at the Devereaux mansion, her father immediately rushed to greet her. “Scarlett, you’re really willing to marry into Miami?”
From the staircase, her stepmother watched expectantly.
“Yes,” Scarlett replied, her eyes turning frosty. “But I mentioned a condition, didn’t I?”
“What is it? Name it!”
“I want to…” Scarlett enunciated each word clearly, “sever all ties with you as father and daughter.”
The air suddenly felt thick and unbreathable.
Her father’s face contorted with rage. “Have you lost your mind? Do you even know what you’re saying?”
“Perfectly clear,” Scarlett’s voice was ice–cold. “You cheated while married. To make room for this homewrecker,” she gestured toward her stepmother, “you drove my mother to jump to her death. From that day on, I stopped
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considering you my father.”
She stared at her father’s ashen face. “Now Miami’s dying heir is offering five hundred million for a bride to bring him luck, and you’ve been pressuring me for three months. If I didn’t agree, were you planning to drug me and drag me there?”
“If that’s how it is, what difference does it make if we’re legally related or not?” She smirked cruelly. “You can bring your mistress’s daughter home and make her the Devereaux princess instead.”
Her father trembled with fury. “Fine! We’ll sever ties! But that Miami heir reportedly won’t make it to the end of the month. You MUST marry him before then!”
He laughed coldly. “As for your stepsister, she just returned from abroad a few days ago and has been staying at a hotel. Since you’re so willing to step aside, she’ll move in tomorrow!”
Scarlett laughed bitterly, her heart aching. “Rushing to raise another woman’s daughter while rejecting your own. You really are one of a kind.”
She turned to leave, but her stepmother, Victoria, blocked her path with fake concern. “Scarlett, how can you speak to your father this way?”
Scarlett stopped dead.
She slowly turned, her eyes blazing with years of suppressed hatred. “What’s wrong? Feeling like you can finally act the part of the lady of the house now that I’m leaving? Let me make something crystal clear, Victoria Bennett.”
She advanced step by step. “Even with my mother dead, nothing changes the fact that you’re just a homewrecker hat everyone despises! Even if your precious daughter becomes the Devereaux princess, she’ll never escape the stain of having a mother who’s nothing but a cheap mistress!”
Victoria’s face turned deathly pale as she stumbled backward.
Scarlett stormed away, each step feeling like walking on broken glass.
Only when she reached her room and closed the door did she slide to the floor as if all her strength had been drained, burying her face deep in her knees.
The next morning, the sounds of moving and laughter woke her.
“What’s going on?” She flung her door open. “Can’t a person get some fucking sleep around here?”
The housekeeper stammered: “Miss Devereaux… your stepsister has moved in…”
Before he could finish, a familiar figure appeared at the staircase-
Lily Bennett, wearing a white sundress, stood there looking delicate and vulnerable.
Scarlett’s blood instantly turned to ice!
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