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I was known as the notorious wild child in our circles, a siren with a tempting smirk and eyes that promised trouble. Julian Sterling was the most distinguished heir to a vast family fortune, cool, aloof, and remarkably composed, his emotions kept under tight wraps. No one knew that two such different people would get entangled in the backseat of his Maybach late at night, wildly tangled in a charity gala's restroom, or against the panoramic windows of his private vineyard, his grip on my waist making my legs weak. After another night of unrestrained passion, I heard the faint sound of water running in the bathroom. I leaned against the headboard and called my father. "I can marry that terminally ill heir to a powerful South City dynasty, using the wedding as a public offering for his recovery... But I have one condition... " My father's voice on the other end was barely able to contain his delight. "Name it! As long as you agree to marry, your father will grant any wish! " "I'll tell you the details when I get home. " My voice was soft, but my eyes held a chilling indifference. I hung up, about to get dressed, when my gaze flickered to Julian Sterling's laptop resting nearby. His SnapChat was open, the latest message from a girl saved as "Seraphina. " 【Julian, it's thundering. I'm so scared... 】 My fingers trembled. The bathroom door suddenly opened, and Julian emerged. Water droplets glistened on his collarbone, his shirt unbuttoned carelessly at the top two buttons, giving him a languid air beneath his usual reserved demeanor. "Something came up at the office. I'm leaving. " He picked up his jacket, his voice still cool and clear. My red lips curved into a smirk. "Is it 'something at the office,' or are you off to see your pristine angel? " Julian didn't hear me clearly. "What? " "Nothing. " I got out of bed barefoot, my bare feet sinking into the soft carpet. His eyes darkened slightly. His thumb brushed my swollen lips. "Stay in line, don't cause trouble. " The moment the door closed, the smile vanished from my face. I ordered an Uber and followed him. Half an hour later, his car pulled up in front of a hotel. Through the curtain of rain, I saw Seraphina Hayes, in a flowing white dress, running out of the hotel entrance. Julian Sterling quickly went to her, taking off his suit jacket and placing it over her shoulders, then effortlessly sweeping her into his arms. "It's cold out. Why did you come out without a coat, hmm? " His movements were so practiced, so ingrained, as if he'd done it a thousand times before. I clutched the car door handle, my nails digging deep into my palms. Watching Julian carefully carry Seraphina into the hotel, for some reason, I suddenly recalled the first time I ever saw him. Back then, my father and I were constantly at odds. After one particularly explosive fight that left him with a bleeding head, he'd sent me to stay with the son of an old business partner, hoping to 'discipline' my wild, spoiled nature. When I first met him, Julian Sterling was in his top-floor office at Sterling Corp. , his gaze, cool and sharp behind gold-rimmed glasses, was like ice. Of course, I didn't want to be there. So I found every way to cause trouble. On my first day, I spilled coffee all over his million-dollar bespoke suit. Julian merely gave me a brief glance. "Italian cashmere. Charge it to the Vance family account. " On the second day, I deliberately shredded important meeting documents. Julian didn't bat an eye, reciting the entire content from memory on the spot, stunning every executive in the room speechless. On the third day, I drugged his coffee, setting up a camera to capture his humiliation and blackmail him. Instead, I ended up becoming his 'cure'. Waking up the next day, my body ached all over. I was furious, ready to kill, but Julian pinned me against the panoramic windows and took me again. "Scarlett," he murmured, his voice husky as he nipped my earlobe, "Be good. " That single whisper of 'Scarlett' shattered my defenses. No one had called me by that name with such tenderness since my mother passed. From then on, our relationship fundamentally changed. Every time I caused trouble, he'd simply throw me over his shoulder and carry me into his office. Outsiders thought he was disciplining me, but in reality, he was pinning me to his desk until my legs turned to jelly. Gradually, I found myself craving it, addicted to the taste of him. Was it because he was so good in bed? Or was it because I was so lonely? I didn't know. I only knew one thing: I was completely, utterly hooked. So, for his birthday, I spent an entire day decorating his villa. Roses, candlelight, music—I even had the engagement ring ready. But I waited all night, until the candles burned out and the roses wilted, but he never showed. It wasn't until three in the morning that a news alert popped up on my phone— #Billionaire CEO's Late-Night Airport Reunion with His Pristine Angel# In the photo, Julian Sterling was carefully escorting a girl in a white dress into a car, his eyes filled with a blinding tenderness. The comments section exploded: "OMG, what a powerful CEO and his delicate innocent! I'm obsessed with them. " "Holy sh*t! Isn't that Mr. Sterling and Seraphina, the campus sweetheart? Back in our school days, they were the golden couple! " "I went to the same school, and I can confirm! Mr. Sterling was always cold to everyone, but he'd only smile at Seraphina! If she hadn't gotten sick and gone abroad to recover, they'd have married ages ago, right?

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