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I Slapped My Fiancé-Then Married His Billionaire Nemesis
Being second best is practically in my DNA. My sister got the love, the attention, the spotlight. And now, even her damn fiancé. Technically, Rhys Granger was my fiancé now-billionaire, devastatingly hot, and a walking Wall Street wet dream. My parents shoved me into the engagement after Catherine disappeared, and honestly? I didn't mind. I'd crushed on Rhys for years. This was my chance, right? My turn to be the chosen one? Wrong. One night, he slapped me. Over a mug. A stupid, chipped, ugly mug my sister gave him years ago. That's when it hit me-he didn't love me. He didn't even see me. I was just a warm-bodied placeholder for the woman he actually wanted. And apparently, I wasn't even worth as much as a glorified coffee cup. So I slapped him right back, dumped his ass, and prepared for disaster-my parents losing their minds, Rhys throwing a billionaire tantrum, his terrifying family plotting my untimely demise. Obviously, I needed alcohol. A lot of alcohol. Enter him. Tall, dangerous, unfairly hot. The kind of man who makes you want to sin just by existing. I'd met him only once before, and that night, he just happened to be at the same bar as my drunk, self-pitying self. So I did the only logical thing: I dragged him into a hotel room and ripped off his clothes. It was reckless. It was stupid. It was completely ill-advised. But it was also: Best. Sex. Of. My. Life. And, as it turned out, the best decision I'd ever made. Because my one-night stand isn't just some random guy. He's richer than Rhys, more powerful than my entire family, and definitely more dangerous than I should be playing with. And now, he's not letting me go.Jasmine''s pov
Mexico city... 17th august, 2016!
A smile played on my lips, as I stared at the sheet of paper in my hands.
"Congratulations, you're eight weeks pregnant, miss Reinle!" The doctor said.
"Thank you, doctor" I replied.
My eyes scanned the result one more time, I'm pregnant.. I'm soon going to be a mother.
Though, I'm just 18 but I'm happy to be a mother, because my boyfriend is very responsible.
He's not like those shitty guys, that'll abandon their girls because she's pregnant.
I don't feel any regrets, he's promised to marry me after he graduates and I'm sure he'd be happy to hear this news!
"Miss Reinle, I'm not trying to be a busybody, but I'd advise you don't keep this pregnancy" the doctor said.
I stopped smiling immediately he said that, I lifted my head.
"Not keep this pregnancy?" He nodded. "Why?" I asked.
"Based on what I noticed, your body isn't ready to be a mother yet"
I just stared at him silently. Does he knows what he's saying? My body isn't ready to be a mother?
"If my body isn't ready to be a mother, why am I able to get pregnant?" I asked.
"It's better you listen to me, you can't bring this baby to life"
Leaning back on the chair, I crossed my arms on my chest, frown lines appeared on my forehead.
"What's gonna happen if I decide to keep this baby?"
"It'll be very dangerous, your chance of surviving will be very slim.. 70-50!" He said.
Shivers.. bad shivers ran down my spine, when he said those words.
I got up slowly and picked my backpack off the ground.. and flung it over my shoulder.
"You're spouting nonsense" I turned to the door.
I grabbed the handle and pulled it open, but his words stopped me.
"You should abort it, your parents wouldn't be happy if they heard about this"
I turned back to him.
"You're not speaking about this to my parents, I'll discuss with my boyfriend first!" I said and stepped out, slamming the door hard.
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My hair flew as I walked down the streets, with the wind whistling past my ears harshly.
I looked up at the sky, the clouds are gathering up and turning dark.. it seems as if it's gonna rain soon.
Instinctively, I increased my pace, praying I should arrived at Thanatos (my boyfriend) apartment in time.. before it rains.
In a few minutes, I reached Thanatos apartment.
I stepped into the porch and quickly reached for the doorbell, I pressed it with a smile on my face.
"I can't wait to share this news with Thanatos!" I said to myself.
How would he react to this news? I just can't wait to find out!
Continuously, I pressed on the doorbell but got no response.. maybe he's not home.
My eyes moved to the flower pot, where he normally hides his spare key.. I searched it but didn't find the key.
"Where did he go?" I wondered aloud.
The it occured to me, today's Wednesday and he'd be in class.. in fact, I'm supposed to be in class.
But I had to skip today, since I'm feeling sick and stuff.. I reached for my phone to give him a call.
I dialed his number and waited for him to pick up.
His phone kept ringing, but he didn't pick up.. I redialed again and the same thing happened.
"Hey! Jasmine!" I heard a familiar voice called me.
I turned with a smile, hoping Thanatos is also with him, but I met disappointment.
"Clark!"
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Adorable Five Years Old Davis And His Mummy
Jasmine Reinle found out she was pregnant for her secret boyfriend just a few days to her highschool graduation and elder sister's wedding to her mysterious fiancee, but unfortunately for Jasmine, her boyfriend left town before she could tell him about the pregnancy, and she had no clue where he wen/0/83930/coverorgin.jpg?v=593319362dc2cc7c7fda8f8fed69bb54&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Five Years Old, Billionaire Bound
I was five years old when my dad traded me to a dying billionaire. He called me his lucky charm, a living prophecy, and in return, I got a mansion, a trust fund, and a fancy title: "Madam Chair" of a multi-billion-dollar foundation. I grew up navigating the opulent halls, an outsider in a gilded c/0/25655/coverorgin.jpg?v=1d76678b4e1d1d033d723b1f424a06de&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Five Years Too Late
It all started with, eighteen years old Jasmine Reinle finding out she was pregnant for her secret boyfriend, just a few days to her high school graduation. She intended to hide the pregnancy news from her parents, but unfortunately, her parents already somehow found out about it before she got hom/0/40288/coverorgin.jpg?v=e3154f7e23b28196eace039daabfdada&imageMogr2/format/webp)
36 Years Old
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Five Years, A Cruel Deception
The blinking cursor on Liam Miller' s screen mocked him: "Invalid Certificate Number." He sighed, leaning back in his leather chair, the city lights shimmering behind him. Their five-year marriage certificate, an official document, yet it wouldn' t register for their new foundation. Chloe, his seem/0/89213/coverorgin.jpg?v=c48768381d82b76d4ea0f39656970b34&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Five Years, One Devastating Lie
My husband was in the shower, the sound of water a familiar rhythm to our mornings. I was just placing a cup of coffee on his desk, a small ritual in our five years of what I thought was a perfect marriage. Then, an email notification flashed on his laptop: "You're invited to the Christening of Leo/0/86507/coverorgin.jpg?v=9201fea77d0761930e0a3303867b7023&imageMogr2/format/webp)
A Love Contract: Five Years
For five years, I was her dog. Sarah Miller, the woman I once loved, owned me, reminding me of it daily. The contract, my reason for existence, was almost over. Then, Alex Thorne, her COO, smirked, "Try again," smudging the glass I just polished. Her private office door opened; Sarah emerged, beaut/0/85232/coverorgin.jpg?v=88f262d56c7b5703811e0c91fbe14724&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Five Years, A Beautiful Placeholder
Tonight was supposed to be perfect, our fifth wedding anniversary, and I, Ava Monroe, was glowing, a secret smile playing on my lips for the news I planned to share with my loving husband, Liam. But then, a strange, unlocked phone in his study revealed a picture: Liam with another woman, Sophia Che/0/86492/coverorgin.jpg?v=90193acdbdfb70dfa0a019e26246d5f0&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Five Years, A Million Lies
The phone buzzed, a jarring sound, and it was Liam. His voice, once a comfort, was now a broken mess, choked out words about losing everything in a high-stakes poker game-including his grandma' s house. I abandoned my college dreams, moved to the coast, and spent five grueling years as a nightclub h/0/87962/coverorgin.jpg?v=68e76d72a208225d2607e15320e9e1bf&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Five Years, A Fading Love
For five years, I was Grafton Mcleod's shadow. I wasn't just his assistant; I was his alibi, his shield, the one who cleaned up his messes. Everyone thought I was in love with him. They were wrong. I did it all for his brother, Justen—the man I truly loved, who made me promise on his deathbed to loo/0/19382/coverorgin.jpg?v=f054df6aeac4e1da080520b66359d14e&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Adorable Baby And His New Mommy
Sophia had been an actress for two years, but she had been playing villains. What was worse, there were a lot of scandals about her. To get an important role in a play, she gave in and went into the investor's hotel room. However, she walked into the wrong room and encountered him. The gear of their/0/86190/coverorgin.jpg?v=88bfa5d8ee1d0f8067006c7a74516402&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Five Years Too Late, Ryan
My daughter Lily hadn't seen her father in five years, so her joyful cry of "Daddy!" echoed through the sterile mansion as she ran to him. But his eyes were not for her. Jessica Hayes, his "one true love," stood beside him, her feigned trip and cry sending him into a panic. He scooped her up, his/0/49899/coverorgin.jpg?v=a8847c6c843f69ffff304249c08fe11e&imageMogr2/format/webp)
After Five Years Of Marriage
Jessica paced about in the living room waiting for her husband, Dylan Robinson to return back from work. She was a beautiful, 27-year-old calm woman, and she did everything to support her husband and build his business but what did he use to reward her. After his first love returned, Dylan change/0/82331/coverorgin.jpg?v=230dbf1c39e06f89ab9aca41954f7b69&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Operative Maya: Five Years Cover
My life with Ethan was a predictable loop: his phone calls about Olivia, his "friend" who always needed him, my forgotten anniversaries, and our shared savings mysteriously funneling into her latest drama. It was exhausting, yet I' d become numb to it, a quiet resignation my constant companion. T/0/95498/coverorgin.jpg?v=2ac5564e7dd02faea673f642e16e68fd&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Five Years as His Backup,My Mate Was Rejected
I endured five years in a loveless werewolf marriage to Alex Brown. He married me as a placeholder for his true love, Alice. Despite my efforts to win his heart, he always chose Alice. I suffered through his coldness, Alice's taunts, and the Brown pack's demands. When our bond break agreement f/0/16493/coverorgin.jpg?v=95f8a3f681ef6c268907354527368d6b&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Mummy and Miss Nitocris
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In Prison For Five Years Only Get His Betrayal
For five years, I counted the cracks in my prison cell ceiling, believing each one represented a promise from David Chen: "Five years, Sarah. Just five years, and we' ll have the world." I took the fall for him, choosing his future-our future-over mine. The day I walked free, I expected to step int/0/79651/coverorgin.jpg?v=dfb3c066c2ce7b94aaf333b9fc0a03c0&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Five Years' Love, Shattered by a Call
My wedding to Ethan, the man I’d loved for five years, was weeks away. Everything was set for our future, a beautifully planned life together. Then the call came: Ethan’s high school sweetheart, Chloe, was found with severe amnesia, still believing she was his girlfriend. Ethan postponed our wedding/0/81611/coverorgin.jpg?v=80286d1c0ae4b1608e8338efe47b4703&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Five Years of Lies: A Wife's Escape
My five-year marriage to Logan was a twisted cycle: he' d orchestrate "final" breakups, always expecting me to beg him back. I always did. Our tenth "final" split began over spilled coffee. But this time, I found his unlocked laptop and "The Ava Project" – a chilling journal where he meticulously d/0/82360/coverorgin.jpg?v=113d5e992120b54c0fa0df3327d02689&imageMogr2/format/webp)
