A Loveless Contract: Marrying My Secret Crush

Chapter 7

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ling of City Hall, clutching the thin p

s Maybach sped away, merging into the chaotic

air felt her face burn. She shoved the marriage certif

making her shiver. She pulled out

ir sat in a cramped, indi

cky wooden table. "He left you at

r shrank down in her chair and stirred her lukewarm latte. "

ad. "You are too soft! You are moving into his pent

ase out of the private elevator that opene

tely devoid of life. It was all black marble, gray steel, and

o keep her mind from spiraling, she set up her drawing tabl

ectronic lock on th

are feet slapped against the hardwoo

ne shoulder, his tie was pulled completely loose, and the heavy scent

ddle of his living room. He blinked, as if he

She pointed toward the kitchen. "You've been

. He rubbed his temples with his thumb and fore

lair slid a steaming

apped around the ceramic, his knuckles

both

ce was barely a whisper. "Do we... need t

e tea. He lowered the mug a

lat, devoid of any emotion. "D

al punch to her stomach. The

wly and turned

used fingers brushed against her cheek. He t

violent jolt of electricity straight to her hear

pulled his hand back quickly and turned tow

hen pendant light hit the col

ngs stoppe

e cotton of his collar was a bright

ch vanished, replaced by a

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Lila Storm Romance

“Blair Glover watched the man she had secretly loved for five years get abandoned at the altar. To secure his billionaire family's trust fund, Judge Harrell needed a bride immediately, so Blair stepped out of the pews and volunteered. He accepted without hesitation, but his dark eyes evaluated her like a cheap piece of real estate. The consequences of her impulsive sacrifice were brutal and immediate. Right after signing the marriage certificate, Judge abandoned her at City Hall to deal with another woman's emergency. When she moved into his lifeless penthouse that night, she found a fresh, smeared lipstick stain on his collar. Worse, the public backlash was vicious. Her classmates branded her a manipulative gold digger, slashed her paintings, and destroyed her university art studio with red paint. Blair had alienated her fiercely protective family and thrown her peaceful life away just to be near him. Yet, after using his massive wealth to rescue her from the campus mob, Judge simply tossed a leather folder of "Cohabitation Rules" into her lap. "Do not fall in love with me. That is a breach of contract." Staring at the cold, calculating CEO, Blair swallowed her heartbreak and wiped the ruined paint from her hands. If he wanted to treat this marriage as a ruthless transaction, she would gladly play along. She was going to take the Harrell name, build her own empire, and make the untouchable billionaire break his own rules.”