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Billionaire Bennett Graham urgently needed a wife to close a business deal but his fiancée wasn't ready to tie the knots yet. So his grandmother picked the most unassuming maid for him. Everything was supposed to go incredibly well, and all he had to do was wait until he divorced her a year later. But after seeing Maliyah's ocean eyes.it wasn't looking simple anymore. *** Before I could get her up, it was as if she felt the light and an uncomfortable sound came out of her mouth. "Uh-huh..." She raised her hand to cover her eyes. But I didn't have time to wait for her to wake up, so I told her to "Get Up." My voice seemed to scare her, and her light-fearing eyes suddenly widened and she kept moving to the corner. The only voice in the quiet art room was her fear-filled voice, "No...please...go away...don't come close to me." She was afraid of me? I hadn't even spoken to her before, what was she afraid of? This was definitely not going to work, I couldn't talk to her if she couldn't calm down. Then I moved closer to her, my hand on her trembling shoulder, and I whispered soothingly "Calm down.I'm not going to hurt you.I'm not going to hurt you."I assured and then she moved her hair away from her face as if to stare at me properly. Our eyes met.It was that moment. It felt as if I was enchanted for a moment. Those ocean eyes were the most beautiful eyes I've ever seen.
*BENNETT*
"Mr. Bennett, I'm sorry. Mr Da Silva is out of the office, perhaps you might consider coming back another time."
This is the fourth time this week, and of course I know it's just an excuse for Mr Da Silva to avoid me. I had practically dreamt of working with him for years and finally,the opportunity presented itself but it turns out that the man was old school.
His condition to partner with me was only if I was married.He believes he can only trust the judgement of men who are married because that was what stability meant to him.
That was absurd. I thought he was just bluffing.
But he told me with his actions that he was serious...
So I have to do it now...
"No problem, I'm not here to talk to Mr Da Silva about work. I just wanted to tell him that I'm getting married soon. Please pass it on." After I finished, his assistant was obviously a bit shocked; after all, the news was indeed my impromptu decision.
Getting married would not have been a problem for me because I already have someone whom I wanted to spend the rest of my life with.
But my fiancée, Charlotte Watson, is a world-famous singer. Her career is at its best, and I know it's impossible to get her to marry me at this time. I understand her completely.
But I needed a wife. It's needed now. The words have been said, then it must be done.
***
Sighing, I gave my grandmother a call.She was the only one I could trust to handle this.
"Grandma. I need you to find me a woman.Preferably ugly looking,someone who would be unfazed by my wealth and would always know her place."
"Ben,I'm skeptical about this.I mean,is Charlotte really okay with this?"
"She understands. I need this opportunity! I can't let this stupid reason be an obstacle for me!"
I knew she would definitely agree if it meant expanding my business empire.
"Okay then, what kind do you need." Grandma asked me.
Then of course the better the manipulation, the better.
"A girl who can settle with money so she doesn't pester me about the divorce."
***
*MALIYAH*
"Clean there quickly too!" My maid colleague shouted at me. I had to immediately drop the vase in my hand and run to the place she designated to clean it.
I'm new to this job for a week, still on probation, and I have to abide by everything my seniors assign me because I need this job so badly! My mother's surgery can't wait any longer!
"You two! Stop what you're doing! .Madam Valentina wants us at the living room right now." And that was our colleagues,Skylar walking in.
"Okay, okay," we responded in unison.
Once Madam Valentina asks for you,you better be there in a jiffy.
It was the one thing I had learnt since I started working here.
***
All the maids including me stood in front of Madam Valentina.
The old woman stared at us one after the other.
I found it strange because it felt as if she was assessing us in another level,as if she wanted to stare into our souls.
"You!"She suddenly pointed at me and I swallowed.
What did I do?
Did I offend her?
Am I getting fired?
"Follow me."
Blinking minutely,I quietly followed her and we walked into the study.
My head was lowered to the floor as I began to wonder what I had done wrong. Does madam want to fire me?
"Marry my grandson"She announced.
WHAT? My head snapped up to look at her in shock. Was she talking to me? I looked backwards but there was no one behind me.
"Ma'am.I." What's going on here?
"Marry my grandson and you will be awarded 50 million dollars.Part of the payment will be made today and the other half will be paid when you finish the job after one year."
Now I understood, she wanted to give me money. For me to marry her grandson for a year.
But, why me? Shouldn't the heir of such a rich man marry the daughter of a rich family? Why would it be me who has nothing? I'm practically an insignificant figure in her world.
But she didn't give me a chance to ask questions and said to herself "If you do not agree,I could give this offer to Skylar or Hailey."
She wouldn't even tell me more information, and I didn't know what her grandson was like, or if they would make more excessive demands. Like making me have a baby or something. It wasn't asking me, it was merely informing me.
But... 50 million dollars... that much money...
My mother's hospital bills flashed through my head.
That could cover everything.
And I'll be left with lots of money.
Maybe I could finally further my education.
"Do you agree?"She asked,sternly. She sounded like this was the last chance she would give me. I couldn't dwell on it anymore, it might be my only chance to save my mom!
I'm not that noble, I need the money.
My mother adopted me from an orphanage and treated me as well as her own daughter. But my adoptive father died of a myocardial infarction after his company went bankrupt, and soon after, my mother was diagnosed with cancer, and all the burden was on me. But I had to bear it, because I couldn't lose my mother again, and nothing was more important than her!
With that in mind, I nodded firmly.
The old lady nodded in satisfaction and finally explained to me this ridiculous contract "You are not a real married couple. You are not to approach him, only to play his wife when he needs you."
Luckily, I didn't have to have sex with him or have children for him. Yeah, what kind of woman would a man like that want that he wouldn't get, so how would he need a maid like me?
"I understand, I'll just be the maid." I knew she was worried that I was the type of person who would get entangled, and I had to show my determination.
"You are very smart. Now sign the papers if you're okay with this."She placed a document on a table and handed a pen over to me.
After carefully browsing through the contract, I solemnly signed my name.
I swallowed.
It was hard to believe that I was nineteen and married.
Audrey Wilson must marry an old, ugly man because of her father's unpaid debts. She thought her boyfriend would be her savior, but on the same day, she discovers that he has betrayed her along with her best friend. So, desperate, she has to go to a bar to look for an opportunity, and luckily, she does find it... *** Audrey feel, a strange sensation was emanating from every part of her body. She tried to clench her legs, but was prevented from doing so. Lucien spread her legs and took his c*ck and aimed it at her v*ginal entrance. Smiling, he prompted her, "I'm coming in." With that he thrust hard. "Ah-" Audrey cried out, unlike the moan she had just given. It was a scream from pain, and she felt a ripping pain coming from her bottom. Lucien sensed something was wrong and looked down to check, he saw blood. What was going on here? She really was a virgin!
"Lucien, let's get a divorce," I said in a peremptory tone that was long overdue, the most decisive farewell to this absurd marriage. We had been married for exactly three years-three years that, for me, were filled with nothing but endless loneliness and torment. For three years, the husband who should have stood by my side through every storm, Lucien Sullivan, had completely disappeared from my life as if he had never existed. He vanished without a trace, leaving me alone to endure this empty, desolate marriage. Today, I finally received his message: "I'm back. Come pick me up at the airport." When I read his words, my heart leapt with joy, and I raced to the airport, thinking that he finally understood my love and was coming back to me. But his cruelty was far worse than I could have ever imagined-he was accompanied by a pregnant woman, and that woman was Carla, my closest and most trusted friend. In that moment, all of my previous excitement, all my hope, and all of our shared laughter and tears turned into the sharpest of daggers, stabbing into my heart and leaving me gasping for air. Now, all I want is to escape from this place that has left me so broken-to lick my wounds in solitude. Even if these wounds will remain with me for the rest of my life, I refuse to have anything to do with him ever again. He should know that it was his own hand that trampled our love underfoot, that his coldness and betrayal created this irreparable situation. But when he heard those words, he desperately clung to this broken, crumbling marriage, unwilling to let it end-almost as though doing so could rewind time and return everything to how it used to be. "Aurora, come back. I regret everything!" Regret? Those simple words stirred no emotion in me-only endless sadness and fury. My heart let out a frantic, desperate scream: It's too late for any of this!
Billionaire Ivan Grayson do not believe in love or marriage.but when most of his properties are seized and with his inheritance on the line..he is placed in a tough spot.Ivan is angered that he has to shared his life with a woman now. When he thought his life couldn't get more upsetting,he meets a drunk lady on a wedding dress who mistook him for her ex-lover.
Daphne had always known that it'll be hard to be in a relationship with Griffin Reyes,the future brother-in-law of her ex.She didn't want to be connected to her ex in any way. But Griffin is madly attracted to her and she soon falls under his charms.She let herself believe that she has finally found the one until his first love returns and he ditches her without a second thought. When their past crosses again and she has someone else by her side now,it's only then Griffin realizes that he doesn't want her to be with anyone but him. Winning her back wouldn't be as easy as he anticipated.
"I heard you're going to marry Marcelo. Is this perhaps your revenge against me? It's very laughable, Renee. That man can barely function." Her foster family, her cheating ex, everyone thought Renee was going to live in pure hell after getting married to a disabled and cruel man. She didn't know if anything good would ever come out of it after all, she had always thought it would be hard for anyone to love her but this cruel man with dark secrets is never going to grant her a divorce because she makes him forget how to breathe.
Dante slowed his pace, withdrawing until only the tip was still inside her before thrusting his hips once,eliciting a sharp gasp from her lips. He brought his mouth down to hover over hers. "Can you feel me,my love?"He rasped. Renee angled her head,nipping at his lips."Yes,I feel you." ------------ To save her family from a loanshark,Renee Gallo agrees to be married to Dante Moretti, a man who has been called many names. He has been labeled as a devil,as a hideous-looking demon,the notorious son of Gustavo Moretti. But it turns out that this man who is cruel to the world loves and pampers her more than she had ever imagined.
She was a world-renowned divine doctor, the CEO of a publicly traded company, the most formidable female mercenary, and a top-tier tech genius. Marissa, a titan with a plethora of secret identities, had hidden her true stature to marry a seemingly impoverished young man. However, on the eve of their wedding, her fiance, who was actually the lost heir to a wealthy dynasty, called off the engagement and subjected her to degradation and mockery. Upon the revelation of her concealed identities, her ex-fiance was left stunned and desperately pleaded for her forgiveness. Standing protectively before Marissa, an incredibly influential and fearsome magnate declared, "This is my wife. Who would dare try to claim her?"
Belinda thought after divorce, they would part ways for good - he could live his life on his own terms, while she could indulge in the rest of hers. However, fate had other plans in store. "My darling, I was wrong. Would you please come back to me?" The man, whom she once loved deeply, lowered his once proud head humbly. "I beg you to return to me." Belinda coldly pushed away the bouquet of flowers he had offered her and coolly replied, "It's too late. The bridge has been burned, and the ashes have long since scattered to the wind!"
For as long as Emily can remember, she has wanted to overcome her shyness and explore her sexuality. Still, everything changes when she receives an invitation to visit one of the town's most prestigious BDSM clubs, DESIRE'S DEN. On the day she chose to peruse the club, she noticed three men, all dressed in suits, standing on the upper level, near the railing. Despite her limited vision, she persisted in fixating on them. Their towering statues belied the toned bodies concealed by their sharply tailored suits-or so she could tell. The hair of two of them was short and dark, and the third had light brown-possibly blond-hair that reached the shoulders. The dark, crimson background incised their figures, exuding an air of mystery and strength. They stood in stark contrast to the unfiltered, primal energy that pulsed through the club. Shocked by the desires these men aroused in her, she was disappointed to learn that they were masters seeking a slave to divide and conquer. She couldn't afford the fee, and she also realized that they were outside her league. Emily hurriedly left the club, feeling disappointed and depressed, unaware that she had also caught the group's attention. A world of wicked pleasure, three handsome men. Over the years, they have lived a life of decadence, their lavish lair serving as a stage for their most sinister desires. But despite the unending parade of willing subjects, one woman sticks out. A mysterious stranger with white porcelain skin and a killer body, a slave, a name with no address, the first lady to attract their eye and they will go to any length to obtain her no matter the consequences.
When Zora was sick during the early days of her pregnancy, Ezrah was with his first love, Piper. When Zora got into an accident and called Ezrah, he said he was busy, when in actual fact, he was buying shoes for Piper. Zora lost her baby because of the accident, and throughout her stay at the hospital, Ezrah never showed up. She already knew that he didn't love her, but that was the last straw for the camel's back, and her fragile heart could not take it anymore. When Ezrah arrived home a few days after Zora was discharged from the hospital, he no longer met the woman who always greeted him with a smile and cared for him. Zora stood at the top of the stairs and yelled with a cold expression, "Good news, Ezrah! Our baby died in a car accident. There is nothing between us anymore, so let's get a divorce." The man who claimed not to have any feelings for Zora, being cold and distant towards her, and having asked her for a divorce twice, instantly panicked.
Kaelyn devoted three years tending to her husband after a terrible accident. But once he was fully recovered, he cast her aside and brought his first love back from abroad. Devastated, Kaelyn decided on a divorce as people mocked her for being discarded. She went on to reinvent herself, becoming a highly sought-after doctor, a champion racer, and an internationally renowned architectural designer. Even then, the traitors sneered in disdain, believing Kaelyn would never find someone. But then the ex-husband’s uncle, a powerful warlord, returned with his army to ask for Kaelyn’s hand in marriage.
"I've warned you from the beginning. Don't marry him, but you won't listen." Darcy stood close to me and smiled with concern. "You're not a woman worthy of a man as handsome, rich, smart, and virile as Blaze." My whole body trembled at her words. "Have you no shame?" I asked. "Take a good look at yourself, Heather." She stared at me in the mirror. "You can't even glance at your ugly face. Do you think Blaze can endure a lifetime of gazing at that scar?" Heather Bailey got a surprise from her husband: a divorce agreement. After a year of marriage and facing ups and downs, she couldn't believe Blaze intended to divorce her. She was devastated when she saw him gazing lovingly at another woman. After signing the divorce papers, shockwaves caught her up. Her flower shop was burned to the ground. Her father's company collapsed, and her parents blamed her. She struggled to rebuild her life from the ground up and became more successful than ever. Having many customers from influential families, she started her revenge on Blaze. She won the very thing he wanted, but that was just the beginning.