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The Wedding Planner's Billionaire Contract

The Wedding Planner's Billionaire Contract

He needed a wife to save his empire. I needed the money to save my future. Our marriage was supposed to be pure business... until our practiced kisses started feeling painfully real. ----------- As a wedding planner, I, Elena Torres, know a fake smile from a mile away. I just never thought I'd be wearing one in my own wedding photos. When reclusive billionaire Alexander Thorne offers me two million dollars to be his contract bride for one year, it's a simple deal: I play the perfect, doting wife to secure his merger, and I walk away with a fortune. The rules are clear: No real feelings. No messy attachments. Just cold, hard cash and a stunning diamond ring for the cameras. But the moment he pulls me close for our first "practice" kiss, a shocking spark ignites between us. His protective arm around me stops being an act, and the warmth in his storm-gray eyes looks terrifyingly genuine. Now, I'm falling for my own fake husband. And with paparazzi hunting our every move and his powerful family waiting for me to slip up, this marriage of convenience is becoming dangerously inconvenient for my heart. Can a love built on a lie ever become real? Or will our billion-dollar deal end in the most expensive heartbreak of all? A full-length, steamy billionaire romance featuring a marriage of convenience, fake dating, forced proximity, and a guaranteed happily ever after.
The Jilted Wife's Spectacular High Society Return

The Jilted Wife's Spectacular High Society Return

On our third wedding anniversary, I spent six hours preparing a perfect dinner for my billionaire husband. But when I went into his study, I accidentally unlocked his private server and discovered my entire marriage was a sham. He explicitly chose me—a girl with zero background and zero resources—just to build a "controlled environment" to punish and provoke his ex-girlfriend. When I confronted him and demanded a divorce, he violently yanked me back, causing me to crash into a marble table. I was six weeks pregnant. As I bled out on the floor, he just stood there and watched coldly. Later at the hospital, his ex strutted into my room to mock my miscarriage. Worse, I overheard my husband telling his partner that he let me fall on purpose to eliminate any permanent ties, and even bribed the doctor to falsely declare me permanently infertile. "She has no resources. In thirty days, she'll be begging to come back." He sneered, confident that his meticulously designed cage had broken me completely. He thought I was just a pathetic charity case he could throw away. He didn't know that before I became his docile wife, I was "The Shepherd," an underground racing champion with 45 million dollars sitting in an offshore bank account. I took off my blood-stained coat, left his diamond ring on the table, and initiated a million-dollar transfer. This time, I was playing by my own rules.
Stolen Husband, Stolen Life, Stolen Love

Stolen Husband, Stolen Life, Stolen Love

The phone call felt like a death sentence. "Killed in action." My husband, David Miller, a decorated Navy SEAL and the love of my life, was gone, leaving me and our five-year-old daughter, Lily, alone. But then, he walked through the door. He looked exactly like David, yet it wasn't him. It was Mark, David\'s identical twin brother, a man I knew to be a selfish, lazy bum, now wearing the mask of my heroic husband. He moved through the grieving relatives, accepting condolences, even letting Grandma Miller sob on his shoulder, all while his eyes met mine with a cold, calculating assessment, daring me to expose him. The nausea hit me, a wave of realization that this wasn' t grief; it was an act. He wasn\'t here to mourn; he was here to steal David\'s identity, to erase him to escape his own pathetic existence. And then fear for Lily, blissful in her coloring, replaced my grief. I had to protect her, no matter the cost. So, I stepped into the role of the devoted, grief-stricken widow. "David," I choked out, throwing my arms around him, "I thought I\'d lost you. They told me you were gone." He stiffened, but recovered quickly, his voice a cheap imitation of my real husband\'s. I played along, even when his girlfriend, Ashley, pregnant with his child, announced their "happy news" at David' s memorial, then demanded our house and savings. The audacity was sickening, but I feigned despair, exposing their cruel intentions to the shocked family. Later, in the backyard, I burned David' s belongings – a painful sacrifice. Mark and Ashley watched, enraged, as he remained trapped by the identity he' d stolen, unable to act for fear of exposing himself. Then Lily, innocent and pure, delivered the first crack in his facade. "Mommy," she asked, looking at Mark, "Why does Daddy look different? His eyes are mean." The words hung in the air, a child\'s innocent observation, but for the first time, I saw real fear in Mark\'s eyes. This was just the beginning. I would make sure he regretted the day he decided to come back from the dead.
Affairs Of The Heart

Affairs Of The Heart

"If you wonder just how much I love you, wonder no more. You are the sun in my sky, the river that runs through my soul, and the very air I breathe. Before I saw you, I didn't believe it was possible to love someone so deeply and completely, but you have given me faith that true love does exist because am planning to share it with you. My world, the reason for my breath. My reason to love, the main reason behind my beautiful smile. I make sure I look sexy every day all because of you"Khalid read the letter sent to him by his mysterious lady. A smile elapsed his dreaded face. His heart melted as all his bone wine and dine. He huffed and continue reading. "You are my celebrity crush. I am the girl who dreams to see you in reality. I will always love you. Don't forget am a big fan of yours. I will like to get a reply from you anytime you see any of my letters "He read the letter with so much happiness, his bone felt relaxed. He took a pen and tore a sheet of paper to reply to the letter. His fiance barge into this office. His smile faded. "Khalid what the heck did you say to your secretary?. Not to allow me in!. Sorry, you are mistaking I am your wife-to-be. We are melt for each other "Evan Khalid's fiance yelled with an emotionless face. "Why are you always like this. I have a shot tonight. I have to complete the work here then get ready for my shot, that's why I asked her not to allow anyone in"Khalid shouted and hit the table angrily. He felt so frustrated. "You will see"Evan left the office and slammed the door angrily. He took the letter, and smile with teary eyes. "What happened between you and Evan. I saw her rushing out angrily"'He's friend said coming into Khalid's office, and quickly close the door. He saw him staring and smiling at a letter "Your mysterious lady again. What are you gonna do about her?" Leo his friend asked. Khalid Walter, a rich young celebrity. He's damn handsome. He's the type that doesn't smile much. He's nice, cares alot about people, but never found happiness with his fiance. I think you wanna know who the mysterious lady is? Is he gonna find the mysterious lady ? Find out in the heartbreathing story.