Married To The Ruthless

Jilted Heiress: Marrying The Untouchable Tycoon

Piao Guo

Allison Montgomery was waiting at the airport when an audio alert from her parked Range Rover flashed on her phone. Assuming it was a break-in, she checked the live dashcam feed, only to see her fiancé, Finn, and her younger sister, Cheyanne, passionately making out in the backseat. "Tell me I'm better than her," Cheyanne whispered. "Tell me I'm better than Allison." "You are," Finn gasped. "God, you are." When Allison confronted her family with the video, she expected justice. Instead, her uncle and mother fiercely defended the cheaters. They blamed Allison's "cold and frigid" nature for pushing Finn away, victim-blaming her in front of the entire household staff. To protect their corporate alliance, her uncle ruthlessly announced that the engagement would be transferred to Cheyanne, and threatened to strip Allison of her inheritance. Stripped of her fiancé, her family, and her dignity, Allison realized her pristine twenty-year life was a complete lie. The people who were supposed to love her were actively protecting her abusers, leaving her utterly isolated and burning with a cold, protective rage. Refusing to be their victim, Allison targeted Finn's ruthless, billionaire uncle, Adam Kensington, proposing a fake marriage to secure the capital needed to crush her family. But when the notoriously untouchable Wall Street phantom not only accepted her proposal, but demanded she immediately move into his penthouse to raise his secret daughter, Allison realized she had just sold her soul to the devil.

Modern Contract marriage Transactional Love Billionaire Revenge

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CHAPTER 1

EMILY'S POV.

My heart was already in my hand by now. My sweaty folded palms did nothing to decrease its fast palpitations. My heart was beating so fast; I was so scared, not because I did anything bad but because I knew how much my father was relying on my step-sister and I to win this contract.

I spent weeks and endless hours preparing my presentations. I watched as my step sister, Samantha, started her presentation effortlessly. I just hope I wouldn't forget everything I prepared. It would be a total waste of time.

Just when I was still pondering over how easy I fidget and forget things were my ears more inclined to pick what Samantha was saying. How long had I been distracted? Everything Samantha was saying was my presentation! My teary gland was instantly stimulated. My vision was hazy because of the tears that already formed in my eyes.

I threw a quick glance at my dad. My heart shattered a million times as I saw the proud smile and expression my dad gave Samantha. It was even more heartbreaking when I saw the awe at which the board of directors threw at Samantha at intervals as she made valid points.

What was I going to say? I let the tears dropped freely when I recollected all it took me to gather my facts and how much it told on my daily routine. Soon, the board of directors were all applauding Samantha impressively with shock on their faces. I had prepared that presentation like it was my mission on earth.

“That was indeed powerful!” Another round of applause echoed.

“Miss Emily you can now proceed with your presentation”

Wait. What?

I was so disheveled. It was so hard to comport myself mentally and emotionally. I slowly used my handkerchief to wipe my tears and took slow steps to the projector. What the hell was I going to say!

“Good day everyone. I am Emily Donovan. Partnering with us wou-ld not…..”. And that was all it took for me to break down totally. I've just embarrassed myself but I cared less. I felt so hurt and used.

“What is wrong Miss Emily?” A man asked. I gave a negative nod and ran out of the room. I went straight into the convenience and cried my pairs out. Why would she do this to me? Just why?

After tearing up for a while, I washed my face and went back. Just as I was going to twist the knob did it open revealing excited Samantha.

“We won the contract!” She jumped.

“How dare you?” I dragged her to me.

“What did I do this time?” She asked innocently. I forgot to also add that she's an innocent devil.

“You still live up to your title of being an innocent devil. How dare you steal my presentation!” I screamed crying again caring not that I had just dried my tears.

“Well, does it matter? We won the contract, didn't we?” She asked disconnecting my grip on her.

Just then, dad came out and gave Samantha a quick hug.

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