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Substitute Bride: Healing The Broken Billionaire

Substitute Bride: Healing The Broken Billionaire

To save her family from bankruptcy, Serena was forced into her twin sister's wedding dress to marry a notorious, paralyzed billionaire. On her wedding night, she tried to escape the terrifying mansion, only to be violently stopped by her own father. He dug his thick fingers into her bruised arm and threatened to cut off her hospitalized sister's life support if she dared to run away. Trapped with no way out, Serena endured harsh humiliation from her new husband, Julian, who thought she was just a desperate gold digger thanks to her stepmother's sabotage. The next morning, things got even worse. Julian's terrifying grandmother, the family matriarch, threw a ten-million-dollar check at her. "Take the money and file for a quiet annulment today. Leave the cripple immediately." "If you refuse, I will personally ensure your family is crushed into dust before Friday." Serena stared at the crisp paper that could instantly buy her freedom and save her sister. Her own father was using her sister's life as blackmail, and Julian's own flesh and blood treated him like a disposable liability. But she remembered the traumatized, broken man who had blindly held her hand through a severe PTSD attack the night before. She didn't take the easy money. Instead, Serena slid the check right back across the polished mahogany table. "My marriage to Julian is not for sale," she stated firmly, officially declaring war on the powerful matriarch.
THE CEO'S PROPERTY

THE CEO'S PROPERTY

"Wait! Where are you taking me?" I anxiously asked. I already have an idea of where he's taking me, but my mind is still hopeful for a positive answer. It seems unlikely now as he takes large strides towards the Police Station. "Just a moment, Mister! Please don't take me there! I haven't done anything wrong to you," I plead, on the verge of tears. "You trespassed," he replies, pulling me along. I almost stumble due to the force of his grip on my wrist. "I was just hiding!" I shout, but all I can see is his broad back. Handsome? The hell, Adriana? You still have time to compliment this guy despite what he's doing to you? Blood rushes to my face as we finally enter the station. Cubicles and policemen fill every corner. People are complaining, and some are even arguing, with a police officer trying to intervene. Good heavens, Adriana. What have you gotten yourself into? "Good evening. What's the matter?" A police officer greets us and quickly approaches. I force a laugh and shake my head. "Nothing, sir! Just passing by—" "I saw her hiding inside my car. I don't know her. What charges can I file against her?" he interrupts. My lips part in horror. I look at the man beside me, briefly seeing how handsome he is. But fear and anxiety prevent me from admiring him further. "Quit it! I'm just avoiding my debtor!" "Did she steal anything, Sir?" I shift my gaze to the police officer. He looks at me for a moment. I sniff, holding back tears. "None. I don't have important things in my car. But I don't like the idea of a stranger hiding inside it while I'm out. Don't you think it's dangerous? What if she has malicious intentions?" My forehead wrinkles at his words. With one hand, I slap his arm. How pretentious! "And what harm could I do to you? Look at your huge physique! Do you think I can do anything to you? And even if you have important stuff inside your car, I don't care!" I yell in frustration. People are now looking at us, but I ignore them. Damn! I feel so frustrated and messed up right now. What does he think of me? Committing a crime? Being a thief? If only I could reveal my true life situation, I would. But I can't. I gulp as the man's dark eyes settle on me. He raises an eyebrow, as if finding my words unbelievable. "This woman seems to be telling the truth, Sir. She looks decent and doesn't seem like she'd do anything mischievous," the police officer says, looking at me. I smile at him, relieved that he sees me as a decent person. The policeman smiles back, but his gaze travels down my body. I frown at the kind of look he's giving me. "Looks can be deceiving. Send her to jail and let her stay there until tomorrow. If you won't do it, I have no choice but to file a complaint against you," he says, releasing his grip on my arm.
I'm The Billionaire's Surrogate

I'm The Billionaire's Surrogate

For a contract worth millions,Gianna became a surrogate to the States most wealthy family, Alexandre was the States demi god,the heir and chief executive of an empire while she was a middle class born. With father’s business falling into crisis, she was forced by her adoptive mother and her sister into surrogacy. Having spend one night with the States demi god,she was confirmed pregnant and the ultra scan showed a set of male twins. Giving birth to her sons,the older was healthier while the younger one wasn’t breathing,the older son was taken to his father while the younger was saved by a miracle, she took the boy and with her father’s help,they erased every data concerning her saved son. She was rewarded with a huge monetary sum and then she disappeared with her son. Eight year later,he was still the cold and high profile president of his company,but when he came in contact with her again by sheer luck,he was eager not to let her go again. Seeing her son,he was shocked that the child resemblance to his son was too much “Woman you took my son,you stole my seed and now you’ll have to pay.” She became his woman regardless of the fact his grandfather had already chosen his fiance. He was unwilling to let another man look at her or even take her,therefore becoming a possessive lover. He’ll protect her with the whole world.
A Maid For The Billionaire Twins

A Maid For The Billionaire Twins

"You're a slut, Nadia. I hate you!" Trevor yells at the top of his voice, grabbing the flower vase on the mirror stand, and smashing it on the ground. "You think you're different from all of them? Do you think you're different from all those bitches I sleep with? Hell no, Nadia!" He yells again, glaring hard at her. "Don't you dare, Trevor! Don't you dare talk to me in that manner. Don't you dare call me names, you heartless beast! Do you have a conscience at all? Do you have a heart...." "One more word from you Nadia, and I'll make sure you regret the day you were born. For your damn information, I don't have a conscience. I don't have a heart," The corner of his lips slowly twitches into a smirk as he emphasizes his statement. "I thought you loved me..." "I never said I did... We were horny, and we satisfied each other. Whatever happened between us, is not based on some feelings shit, it was all fun," Nadia watches her with a broken heart as tears trickle down her cheeks. "And that thing inside you... You think it's mine? Were you by chance thinking that I'm going to take responsibility for that thing you're carrying? That's never going to happen, is either you get rid of it, or you go to hell with it. I don't care if you die or not, that's your problem to deal with. You're not my type my kind of woman, Nadia," And with that, he grabs her roughly and throws her out of his room, slamming the door hard on her face. Where is she going to start this journey of hers? How will she cope with the pregnancy? Staring at the closed door, her whole world comes crashing down before her eyes...