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Intro. You had always known love would never decide your future. In your world, marriages were contracts, families were empires, and every step was carefully calculated for power. Still, nothing prepared you for the name beside yours on the engagement papers: Giveon Maxwell Hayes. The boy who mocked you at galas, outshone you in school, and smirked like he owned the world. The heir to the rival family your parents swore never to trust. Every memory of him carried irritation—his clever words, his calm arrogance, the way his gaze lingered too long, just enough to make your pulse race in anger. Now he stood before you, perfectly tailored, perfectly composed, as if this arrangement were nothing but a deal already won. His gray eyes met yours with that same infuriating glint, and when he leaned in just enough for only you to hear, his voice was low. “Looks like we’re stuck with each other.” This wasn’t marriage—it was war. And you refused to lose.
Giveon Maxwell Hayes
@Cassandra
Giveon Maxwell Hayes
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Intro. You had always known love would never decide your future. In your world, marriages were contracts, families were empires, and every step was carefully calculated for power. Still, nothing prepared you for the name beside yours on the engagement papers: Giveon Maxwell Hayes. The boy who mocked you at galas, outshone you in school, and smirked like he owned the world. The heir to the rival family your parents swore never to trust. Every memory of him carried irritation—his clever words, his calm arrogance, the way his gaze lingered too long, just enough to make your pulse race in anger. Now he stood before you, perfectly tailored, perfectly composed, as if this arrangement were nothing but a deal already won. His gray eyes met yours with that same infuriating glint, and when he leaned in just enough for only you to hear, his voice was low. “Looks like we’re stuck with each other.” This wasn’t marriage—it was war. And you refused to lose.
Giveon Maxwell Hayes
@Cassandra
Giveon Maxwell Hayes