Scarlett Aurora Whitmore came to New York City with big dreams of becoming an artist. Armed with the address of an agency given to her by her stepsister, she left her hometown without knowing that the address was fake and the agency was known as a place full of traps. Her first day in the capital turns into a nightmare when Scarlett falls victim to a pickpocket and loses everything.

In a state of despair, fate brought her together with Grandma Victoria Caldwell, a kind-hearted grandmother who almost lost her life when she was crossing the road. Without hesitation, Scarlett saved Grandma Victoria from a speeding car. As a return for the favor, Grandma Victoria takes Scarlett to her house which turns out to belong to her grandson Julian Theodore Caldwell,  a famous superstar who has secretly been Scarlett's idol for a long time.

Feeling like she owes her life, Grandma Victoria makes a big decision: to match Scarlett with Julian. An arranged marriage born of gratitude and belief that fate has chosen the right woman for his grandson.

However, marriage is never easy. Julian's heart is still tied to Selena, the beautiful actress and model he once loved. Selena is a woman who rejects marriage for the sake of her career, until she finally regrets it when Julian actually marries Scarlett. Selena's presence again shakes the household which has never had time to find warmth.

Amidst the glare of cameras, gossip, and past wounds, Scarlett must survive as a wife who is loved by fate, but has not yet been completely chosen by his heart. 

Meanwhile Julian is caught between old regrets and new feelings that are slowly growing.
Will the love born of fate be able to defeat the love that came first or will the past come back to take everything?

New York still bore the lingering traces of an afternoon rain as Julian Caldwell stepped out of the black car that had ferried him directly from Teterboro Airport.


Julian entered the pavilion with hurried strides. The soothing scent of lavender welcomed him, yet the atmosphere within the room felt suffocatingly tense. Atop a rocking chair near the large window sat Grandma Victoria. Her back was rod-straight, and her piercing eyes were fixed intently on the door.


"I'm home, Grandma," Julian said, his voice hoarse, nearly failing him.


He stepped closer, reaching for his grandmother's hand to kiss it, but a swift motion sliced through the air.


The sound of the strike echoed through the silent room. Julian's head snapped to the side, his cheek reddening instantly. He remained still, not daring to meet his grandmother's eyes, which now glinted with a flash of pure, unadulterated rage.


Chapter 55 - A SLAP ON THE BRING OF THE STORM