Louis didn't know how he ended up here—in Cleopatra Thompson's bedroom, a woman who could destroy anyone with just one sentence.

But at this moment, she wasn't using sharp words or her usual cold expression.


Instead, she was pulling on Louis's tie, bringing their faces so close that her breath brushed against his skin.

"I want to see how strong you are in resisting my temptation, Toreto," she whispered in a dangerously low voice.

Louis froze.


His heart pounded wildly, his hands clenched at his sides, but his brain stopped functioning the moment Cleopatra touched his face gently.

And before he could process the situation, Cleopatra kissed him.


A heated kiss, without hesitation, without giving him a chance to think or escape.

Her fingers curled behind his neck, pulling him deeper into a trap that felt more dangerous than anything he had ever faced.

Louis didn't know what to do.

He couldn't fight back.

He couldn't move.

All he could do was hope he could survive without losing his sanity.

However, before Cleopatra could go any further, she suddenly stopped and smirked mischievously.

"You look adorable when you panic, Toreto."

Louis choked on his own breath.

"You… You're playing with me!"

Cleopatra chuckled, gracefully stepping back toward her bed.

"Of course," she said casually, crossing her legs on the mattress. "I enjoy watching your reactions."

Louis ran a hand down his face, trying to calm his still-racing heartbeat.

He was in serious trouble.

After having her fill of teasing Louis, Cleopatra finally sat on the edge of her bed, this time with a more serious expression.

"I didn't bring you here just to flirt with you."

Louis was still trying to breathe normally before he finally sat down on the sofa in Cleopatra's room.

"If not to tease, then what for?" he asked, still slightly suspicious.

Cleopatra let out a long sigh, then looked at him straight in the eyes.

"I want us to get married."

Louis fell silent.

He stared at Cleopatra as if she had just spoken in a foreign language. "You're joking, right?"

Cleopatra shook her head.

"This isn't just about us. It's about the company, the inheritance, and taking down Theodore. If I get married, all inheritance rights will return to me, and Theodore won't be able to do anything."

Louis suddenly felt like his head had become too heavy.

"So, you want us to get married just for that?"

Cleopatra shrugged.

"I need someone I can trust. And you're the only person who won't stab me in the back."

Louis rubbed his face, trying to process the situation.

"I… I'm still trying to accept the fact that you just ki—"

"Focus, Toreto," Cleopatra interrupted with a smirk. "This is more important than a kiss."

Louis frowned. "You're absolutely insane."

Cleopatra smiled meaningfully. "Maybe. But that's what makes my life interesting, isn't it?"

Louis sighed softly, silently thinking that Cleopatra truly had the power to drive him insane at any time.

He paced back and forth in her bedroom, occasionally rubbing his face, filled with confusion.

"This is too fast, Cleo," he finally said, his voice heavy. "I'm not ready to get married… even if it's fake."

Cleopatra remained seated at the edge of her bed, watching Louis with an unreadable expression.

"I'm not asking for your heart, Louis," she said casually. "I'm only asking for your willingness to pretend."

Louis stopped walking, looking at Cleopatra with hesitant eyes.

And that was precisely the problem.

Not the fake marriage itself.

But whether he could pretend any longer.

Because every time he was near Cleopatra, everything felt more and more real.

He ran a hand down his face, feeling as if he was being pushed into something far bigger than he could handle.

"I need to think about it first," he finally said, looking at Cleopatra seriously.

Cleopatra pouted.

"You think I'll wait for you forever?"

Louis knew Cleopatra was not a woman who liked to wait.

But this time, he couldn't give her an immediate answer.

Cleopatra, who was usually dominant and always got what she wanted, felt annoyed by Louis's refusal.

"You're really stubborn, Toreto," she said, crossing her arms.

Louis gave a small smile.

"I just don't want to make a big decision without thinking it through first."

Cleopatra clicked her tongue.

"Any other man would have said yes to marrying me without hesitation."

Louis shrugged casually.

"Maybe because I don't see you as a money machine."

Cleopatra fell silent.

Louis's words touched something inside her.

She was used to men only seeing her as a wealthy and powerful woman.

But Louis…

He was different.

He didn't care about her wealth.

He never treated her as a trophy.

And strangely, that made Cleopatra like him even more.

She looked at him for a long time, then suddenly said,

"I will make you change your mind."

Louis chuckled, staring at Cleopatra challengingly.

"I'm sure you'll try."

Cleopatra smirked meaningfully.

"I'm not trying, Toreto. I'm making sure."

Louis frowned, but before he could say anything, Cleopatra had already gotten up from her bed and walked closer.

"And I never lose in this game."

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In his grand office, Theodore William Blake stood before the large window, staring at the towering buildings outside with a dark expression.

In his hand, a glass of scotch swirled slowly, but the rage inside him burned hotter than the alcohol touching his lips.

James Weelman had disappeared.

The man was part of his plan, a tool to destroy Cleopatra, but now he was gone—probably under the protection of his cunning niece.

"Damn it," Theodore hissed, slamming his glass onto the table, causing the liquid to spill.

One of his subordinates entered, bowing respectfully. "Sir, we've lost track of James. We can't find him anywhere."

Theodore turned sharply.

"Of course, you lost track of him!" he snapped. "He's in Cleopatra's hands, you idiot! She has already ruined our first plan!"

His subordinate swallowed nervously, bowing his head in fear.

Theodore took a deep breath, trying to calm himself.

No matter.

If the first plan failed, he just needed to devise a second one.

Cleopatra may have won this round, but the battle was far from over.

He would retaliate.

And this time, Cleopatra wouldn't have a chance to fight back.

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Early in the morning, Louis had just stepped out of his house when a luxurious sports car stopped in front of him.

The window rolled down, revealing Cleopatra in her sunglasses, smiling confidently.

"Good morning, darling. Get in."

Louis frowned.

"I can take the bus."

Cleopatra raised an eyebrow.

"You think I'll let my fiancé take the bus? Don't embarrass me, Toreto. Get in now, or I'll call your mother ‘mother-in-law' again."

Louis panicked immediately.

"Alright, alright! I'm getting in!"

Cleopatra laughed in satisfaction as Louis finally surrendered and got into her car.

From behind the window of their house, Linda Toreto smiled slightly, watching her son grow closer to that extraordinary woman.

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Meanwhile, at Dimitri Group's office, Louis was busy at his desk, trying to focus.

But Cleopatra kept bothering him.

Every time he tried to work, she would appear with various ridiculous reasons.

"Louis, I'm bored. Have lunch with me."

"Louis, what do you think of my dress today?" (even though it was obvious she looked stunning)

"Louis, I bought a new perfume, smell it." (while purposely leaning her neck closer to him!)

Louis felt like his sanity was being tested.

Every time Cleopatra got closer, he could feel his body reacting.

Not just because of her teasing, but because Louis was starting to get used to Cleopatra's presence in his life.

As the days passed, Louis began to realize something.

Cleopatra wasn't just approaching him at the office.

Every morning, she picked him up in her expensive sports car.

Every afternoon, she offered to drive him home.

Every day, she always had a reason to spend time with him.

And the strangest part…

Louis was starting to like it.

At first, he thought Cleopatra was just playing around.

But the more time passed, the more he saw something different in her.

Beneath her dominant demeanor, there was a lonely woman.

Behind her teasing, there was someone who wanted to be genuinely loved.

And without realizing it, Louis was starting to open his heart to Cleopatra.