The Tycoon's Secret Wife's Escape novel Chapter 1

CHAPTER 1: Fading Affection

Isabella’s gaze met Grayson; the tension was palpable as her audacious proposal hung between them.

“You heard me right, Mr. Grayson Blake. I’m offering to be your wife,” she reiterated.

“And what do you get in return?” he asked, his voice edged with curiosity after a brief pause.

“I-I want out of the entertainment industry that’s been holding me captive; I need two hundred million.”

In two swift strides, Grayson closed the gap between them. Isabella found herself backing up until cool plaster met her shoulder blades. His proximity was overwhelming, his scent intoxicating. She swallowed hard, feeling herself melt under the intensity of his gaze.

“But a wife is expected to fulfill all her duties,” he murmured, his lips curving into a wolfish grin, “Including intimacy.” A cold shiver ran down Isabella’s spine as the words sank in.

***

Isabella

I just finished my scene for “Whispers of the Heart,” a romance drama series where I have a small but important role. The show will premiere on major streaming platforms next season and is getting much attention.

Not far from where I’m standing, I spot Gabriel Sterling, the lead actor, sharing a hearty laugh with Sabrina Morrison. People have been discussing a possible real-life romance between them for the past two years because of their on-screen chemistry.

The public has adored them since a live interview two years ago when Sabrina blushed the moment she first saw Gabriel. And, humbly, my boyfriend didn’t embarrass her.

That’s right! Gabriel became my fiancé two years ago when he proposed to me—right around the time he signed a contract to show affection with Sabrina publicly.

I should be used to seeing their on-screen sweetness by now—the stolen glances and tender touches—but every scene still stings, a sharp reminder of the cost of fame and the secrets we carry.

My talent manager, Sophia, a petite woman, approached me. “Your scenes are wrapped for today. The crew also mentioned you’re free to head home now.”

Sophia escorted me to my vehicle. She efficiently arranged my belongings in the back, ensuring everything was in order.

As I settled into the plush leather of the front passenger seat, Sophia hesitated.

“Anyway…” she began, taking a deep breath before continuing, “Uh, I heard there will be multiple bed scenes for the main cast in this series. They’re scheduled to start filming next week.”