PROLOGUE
PROLOGUE
Giana Bill had one rule:Not to take over Bill Holdings.
Her father built an empire.Successful,powerful.Worth billions.
Her mother ran the charity,education and restaurant with grace.
And at 25,she's so f*cling rich,building GIANA COUTURE-The biggest fashion house in Australia.she also owns two modeling companies.
She had zero interest in board meetings.
But her parents had other plans.
Giana Bill and Aiyon Martins were a contract signed in boardrooms,a merger spoken about in boardrooms long before their names were ever put in the same sentence.He saw her as a complication.She saw him as cold,calculated,the kind of man who treated people like assets and threw them away when the numbers didn't work.
Hate came easy.It was clean.It had rules.
Every meeting was a war of clipped words and locked jaws.
Every hallway felt smaller when they passed each other.
But hate is a dangerous thing when it's built on proximity.
It showed up in many ways like his eyes tracking her across a room even when he pretended not to see.In the way she noticed the exact second his control slipped.It showed up in VELVET NOIR when he watched her dance with other men and told himself it didn't matter.
Obstacles piled up like they were trying to keep them apart.
Sasha-his ex who cheated on him on the same night they lost their 3 years old son
And then there is Miquel-his brother who has always loved Gianna.He got hurt when his first love was to marry his brother
They told themselves they were enemies.That it was business.That it was nothing.
They lied.
Because somewhere between the arguments,and the near-misses,something else started growing.Something that didn't fit in contracts or ultimatums.
It started as spite,
Became love,
And then slowly,without either of them meaning for it to-
It became obsession.
The kind that doesn't come easy.
The kind you have to fight for,and fight through.
The kind that makes every obstacle worth it
THIS IS HOW THEY GOT THERE.
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