Olivia's Revenge: Love Contract With Mr Ceo

Olivia's Revenge: Love Contract With Mr Ceo

Mh_Ummi

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When Olivia was abandoned by her ex-husband and disowned by her greedy parents, she was left to fend all by herself. However, life gave her a second chance, A deal with the devil. He is Mason, her adorable, sexy, and handsome darling. Mason Grant, the mysterious CEO of the largest enterprise is up to make a deal with her. He wants her and, he won't let anyone stand in his way, not even her sneaky ex-husband.

Chapter 1 Prologue

Mike has always had a bizarre infatuation with women who have large breasts and buttocks.

To please him, you must possess enormous buttocks and breasts. That is a woman's best quality in his eyes. Her demeanor or attitude doesn't truly concern him. She only needs to fulfill his sexual desires and be fantastic in bed.

I, on the other hand, don't have big buttocks or boobs. I got everything in moderate and average sizes. As I had never had any experience in bed before meeting him, I can't say that I'm good at it. But I can confidently assert that I am good enough to be a wife and mother.

But who would have imagined that my lack of large boobs and buttocks would be a major factor in my and Mike's unsuccessful arranged marriage?

Mike had the opportunity and the freedom to reject the wedding plans from the start, but he chose not to.

He heartlessly threw a stack of divorce papers at my face and had me sign them exactly six months after our wedding, even though I was already three months pregnant with his child at the time.

CEO - Although my crushed heart, I persisted. I wasn't gonna give up because he had pushed me to the end.

I wonder if Mike is ever going to regret his decision. Well, that won't matter to me as thanks to his actions, I got the best. The man of every lady's dreams; He is Mason, my darling, and the king of my heart. My name is Olivia, and this is how it all began.

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