7975 Book(s) Related to The CEO's Contracted Little Wife

"I need you to erase Elena Cavalli completely," I said, sliding an untraceable check across the table.

People say my husband Vito Cavalli broke every mafia code for me. The heir who knelt before all five family bosses and named an ordinary woman his godmother.

For three years, he convinced the world we were in love. He told the press I was why he went legitimate, why he gave up the gun.

But devotion has an expiration date.

While I basked in his affection, believing I was cherished, he was climbing into another woman's bed.

So I walked away.

When I disappeared, he shattered.

He tore through every corner of the globe hunting for me. But the woman he'd once traded his empire for didn't love him enough to turn around.

I'd been married to Nikolai Konstantin for three years. In that time, I'd miscarried six times for him—nearly died on the operating table once.

Every time I woke up, this cold-blooded mafia boss would hold my hand and say, "I'm sorry you had to go through this. Should we try again?"

I thought he loved me.

Until my seventh pregnancy, when I saw that video—

My sister Scarlett curled up in his arms, crying: "Nik, she's had six miscarriages... what if something happens to her? It's all my fault. My heart condition won't let me carry a baby..."

Nikolai kissed the top of her head: "Don't worry, baby. Her body can handle a few more tries. I promised you a child, and I always keep my promises."

That was when I finally understood—

The child in my womb had NEVER been ours.

For five years, my crime boss husband made me take off my wedding ring nine times—all for his precious damsel in distress.
When we first married, he promised me: "From now on, you're my queen, the queen of New Orleans."
But whenever Odette came crying for help, he'd change his tune: "Mr. Laurent saved my life, Cordelia. I owe his family everything."
And like a fool, I believed him eight times.
Eight times I watched from the shadows as he took another woman to our favorite restaurants.
Eight times I explained to the crew that our "separation" was just giving each other space.
Eight times I watched her move into my bedroom, use my dishes, sleep in my bed.
All for a man who kept making me slip off my ring, then slide it back on, over and over again.
Until the ninth time, when he said he needed to provide sperm for her fertility treatment, and I offered to leave.
He still thinks this is just another temporary break, expecting me to come crawling back in a month like always.
He'll never know I've already booked my ticket out of here.

The night I almost drank myself to death at a client dinner, my husband Alexander bought his first love a luxury yacht.

Maya posted it on Instagram that same night: "Best birthday gift EVER! You know who you are 💕🛥️~"

In the photo, she was in a bikini, champagne in hand, glowing with joy.

Then came the credit card alert—our joint account had been maxed out.

Before I could even confront him, Alexander called.

"Are you serious right now? Why'd you lock the card? Maya's been struggling with her depression—she needs to go sailing to clear her head! Why can't you show some compassion?"

I wanted to tell him that last night, I'd nearly killed myself closing a deal for his company.

But he'd already hung up.

Later that evening, Maya posted again—an extravagant jewelry set. The caption: "When someone truly GETS you 💎✨"

In the photo, she wore a diamond ring I never got, not even on my wedding day.

But by then, I was done caring.

Because I'd made my decision—to disappear completely.

Caspian kept me locked in the basement as a living blood bank.
This mafia don was also my husband. Ever since he discovered I could heal instantly, I became nothing more than a consumable—kept alive to sustain another woman.
That woman in the hospital bed was his stepmother in name, his forbidden obsession in reality—the desire he could never speak aloud.
Unable to claim her, he went mad. He tried to fill her dying body with my life.
When she was poisoned, he forced toxins down my throat to test antidotes, watching coldly as I convulsed on the floor, vomiting black blood.
When assassins came for her, he yanked me in front as a human shield, letting bullets turn my body into a sieve.
Covered in blood, I clutched his pant leg, begging through tears for him to just kill me.
But to protect his precious stepmother, he kicked me away without hesitation, his voice utterly cold: "Stop playing dead, Aria. You're a monster. You can't die anyway."
What he didn't know was that every time a mermaid heals, she burns through her soul's essence.
Through each shattering and mending, he was draining my very source of life.
Today, he strapped me to the operating table again, ready to drain more blood for his forbidden love.
He had no idea this would be the last time.

Seven years of marriage, and I was nothing but a joke.
My husband destroyed the roses I'd spent years nurturing—just to please my sister. My son, desperate for his aunt's approval, pointed at me and called me a "bad mom."
One day, the whole family took a vote to force me into donating bone marrow. Ethan, my husband, didn't hesitate. He raised his hand and said, "Erin, it's just a little bone marrow. Leah will die without you."
That was the moment my heart broke.
The surgery was a success.
When the anesthesia wore off, Ethan was gripping my hand tightly, eyes bloodshot, voice trembling with remorse. "Erin, I was a fool before. If you save Leah, I swear I'll spend the rest of my life loving only you."
He thought I'd grovel, grateful like a dog, desperate for his forgiveness.
But I just frowned in disgust and pulled my hand away as if shaking off trash.
In the dead silence, I looked at the tear-streaked man before me and asked, polite and confused:
"Sir... who are you?"

I saved a dying mobster three years ago. Vincent Ricci—New York's most feared Godfather.

He decided I was his. Private jets, five-million-dollar proposals, the whole nine yards. I fell for it.

The night before our wedding, his enemies took me. Three days of torture left me blind. Everyone said he'd never marry damaged goods. He married me anyway and spent three years treating me like a queen.

Yesterday I fell down the stairs and my sight came back.

But that's when I found out about my perfect husband's dirty secret.

I hid in shadows for six years while my vampire husband played duke with his mistress.

Lucian kept our marriage secret, called our daughter "the half-blood bastard," and rushed to comfort Seraphina's twisted ankle while five-year-old Vanessa nearly died from silver poisoning.

His precious lover had "gifted" my child deadly perfume. While I held my convulsing daughter, he was cutting cake with his real family.

So I handed him divorce papers during his next dramatic rescue mission. Fool signed without reading—too busy playing hero to notice he just legally abandoned his wife and child.

Now the mighty vampire Duke burns under holy sunlight, chasing us to territories his undead flesh can't survive.

Begging on scorched pavement for a second chance he'll never get.

I thought I was marrying the New York Godfather out of love. I didn't know I was just a walking blood bank for his fake 'savior'—my illegitimate half-sister.

My father, my brother, my husband... they bled me dry, framed me, and even demanded my unborn baby's cord blood to keep a murderer alive.

When I finally learned the truth, I didn't cry. I didn't scream.
I simply locked the doors, scheduled the emails that would shatter their reality, and left them a charred corpse in a towering sea of fire.

They thought they watched me burn. I let them descent into absolute madness.

I believed I had the perfect life.

A successful career as a paediatrician. A beautiful home in Riverside Heights. A devoted husband. A son I loved more than anything.

Then, I noticed a stranger's perfume on my husband's skin.

What begins as a small suspicion quickly unravels into a nightmare. Hidden messages. Secret meetings. Endless lies. And a younger woman who isn't just sharing my husband's bed—she's carrying his child.

Marcus Hale swears he never meant to hurt me. He swears our marriage still means something. But every new discovery reveals a deeper betrayal, and soon, I realize the affair is only the beginning.

As our lives explode into divorce, custody battles, financial warfare, and public humiliation, I find myself fighting not only for my son and my future but for the woman I used to be.

They thought I would break.

They thought I would forgive.

They thought I would quietly step aside.

They were wrong.

Because when a woman loses everything she once believed in, she has nothing left to fear.

And I am done being their victim.

The Wife's Reckoning is a gripping psychological domestic thriller about betrayal, revenge, resilience, and the dangerous consequences of underestimating a woman with nothing left to lose.

The wicked mother and the homewrecker caused an accident that killed the girl's father. Because of this accident, the poor girl lost her virginity and even became homeless. A rich and noble young lady suddenly turned into a waitress working in a British restaurant. Thanks to her father's will, she still inherited 30% of the company's shares and always had a mysterious bodyguard to protect her. However, When she got everything ready and planned to go home again, her mother turned out to be giving the company to that homewrecker and letting the girl's sister inherit all the property.

After one year of marriage, her husband discovered Ella's two children from outside.
Ella was unable to defend herself and chose divorce.
After leaving with nothing, her ex-husband Joshua came to Ella, saying the children were his.
To bring the two children back to the Thomas family, Joshua appeared in front of Ella every day, enthusiastically trying to win over the children.
"Ella, remarry me, and from now on I'll do whatever you say."
Ella pulled the children closer, "Sorry, ex-husband, I have a new husband now."
At that moment, Joshua felt like the sky was falling.
How could his wife and children be with another man.

She gasped as his lips found the sensitive skin behind her ear...every nerve ending igniting under his touch. His fingers traced the curve of her waist, pulling her closer as his voice dropped to a low growl, “You’re mine tonight.”

Allie never expected her mundane life as an office secretary to collide with the dark, secret world of Seattle’s most powerful man. But when a masked intruder storms the building one late night, dragging her world into chaos, she finds herself tangled in danger, desire, and secrets she never saw coming.

He’s Ethan Santos: a tech billionaire with a dangerous reputation, wealthy beyond imagination, and harboring a supernatural secret that keeps him alive. She’s just a normal girl… until the night her fate entwines with his.

In “Wife Erotica,” expect steamy encounters, high-stakes secrets, and a slow-burning love that might cost them everything. Will she survive the darkness he protects? Or be consumed by the passion she can’t resist?

Allison Brown is an 18-year-old girl who is forced to marry a stranger, Harry McBride. The reason is that her father's millionaire company is on the verge of bankruptcy, and the only ones who can save them are the McBrides.

The marriage will be nothing more than a contract between two companies, between two families, and uniting two opposite lives.

Do you think that after a marriage of lies, these two souls can fall in love?

“Does Mr. Howard Have an STD?”
With one sentence, Sienna tore apart her marriage to Ethan.
For three years of their secret marriage, she was his obedient wife, his silent assistant, and the woman he always overlooked.
Until she discovered that every business trip he took was spent living with his adopted sister.
While he was hospitalized after a car accident, she slipped divorce papers into his documents and tricked him into signing them.
She quit her job, moved out, and inherited a massive fortune.
The whole city mocked her, saying she was nothing without Ethan.
But she turned around and climbed back to the top of the industry, standing beside a man even more powerful than him.
Only then did Ethan realize what he had lost, kneeling before her and begging for another chance.
She leaned down slightly and smiled.
“Mr. Howard, when you cheated on me… did you ever think I could choose someone else too?”

She stared at him with nothing but emptiness holding in her beautiful grey eyes.

"What are you doing here." She mumbled in a blank tone waiting for him to spit out the reason of him showing up.

"Amy I-I am sorry I just." His throat contracted in a painful way as he couldn't find the right words to speak further.

"It's Amelia. And I already forgave you. Didn't I then why are you here." He shook his head stepping forward which only caused her to step back from him.

"Please Amy I want you back. I know what I did was wrong but it was a mistake and." His words cut short with a small laugh that escaped from her lips. An empty painful laugh.

"Wrong. You call this wrong. A mistake. Destroying someone's life isn't a mistake Mr. Stone. It's a sin. An unforgivable sin. And a forgiveness to a sin is God's right not mine. This is the last time I am giving you a warning. Stay away from me or I will forced to contact my lawyer."

A one wrong accusation turned their lives ups and down. One wrong step snatched everything from him. One wrong decision made the only person who loved him purely hate him the most.

Here's the story of a Ex-Wife Amelia Kales. And the broken man Liam Stone.

WARNING: IF YOUR LOOKING FOR A TYPICAL DRAMATIC EX WIFE STORY THEN KINDLY THIS STORY ISN'T FOR YOU. LASTLY GRAMMATICAL ERRORS AND SPELLING MISTAKES CAN BE FOUND.

Alice and Robert belonged to important families, although they had known each other since they were children, they did not see each other again until they learned that they were engaged. Robert refused to marry her, as he neither loved her nor knew her. When Alice learned that Robert did not want that marriage, she was relieved, as she did not want to marry him either and loved another man, so she appealed to her parents to annul the engagement, but they refused, as if they refused it would seem that they were more important and powerful, so the Taylors had to honor that engagement. Everything went on until the day of the wedding and once celebrated, Robert vented his anger against young Alice for forcing him to marry her and not refuse as he did. But Alice tries to explain to him that she didn't want to marry him either, and even confesses to him that she loves someone else. But those words only make Robert angry, believing all the time that Alice feels superior to him and so he demands her to tell him who is the man she loves, but Alice can't tell him that, because he is Robert's best friend. Jared Sinclair

"I'm sorry Alex, but we are not possible," I rejected the hottest guy on our campus because I was engaged with Maru, the heir of the richest family in the country.

I don't have a right to choose the person I want to be with, because I was born for my obligation in our family business.

My friends said I was an emotionless person, but I knew even if I tried to fight for the person I love, I can't win against my parents.

My dad married my mom for business. There was no love in them. So were Maru and I.

However, Maru had a girlfriend. Without hesitation, he broke up with her because he was going to marry me.

I was happy on our wedding day until his girlfriend showed up.

Mariela Valdez never imagined that her own father would sell her to a young and handsome millionaire, despite her denials and her stubbornness she could not oppose the decision they had made for her, now she was on the plane on her way to her new life, why would a successful and handsome man want to buy a wife? For what? Mariela hated Alexander Gabardini for having bought her and Alexander is willing to make her his slave if he doesn't do what he demands.

Gina's perfect life was turned into a live horror scene when she witnessed her husband fucking her sister. The worst part? She was pregnant and was ready to tell her husband only for her to realize they had been trying to make her infertile for years. Upon discovering their betrayal, they pushed her down a cliff and left her to die. Surprisingly, she was saved by a stranger who found her washed up on his beach. This stranger however wanted something from her. A marriage contract that could destroy the lives of the ones who tried to kill her. Except, this stranger also wanted her sister.

When Dorian Falco’s stepsister and secret lover was found brutally violated in a slum alleyway, the Mafia Don lost his fucking mind.
And he blamed me.
He dragged me into the manor's dungeon, throwing me to a dozen of his most depraved enforcers.
"Whatever Camilla suffered, you'll pay back a thousand times over."
I collapsed on the freezing floor, sobbing as I desperately clutched his pant leg. "I love you! I would never hurt her! Please, Dorian, believe me!"
Dorian only offered his cruelest sneer.
"Jealous that she gets the real thing? Fine. I'll make you filthier than she ever was."
He locked me in that blood-stained cell for seven days and nights.
His thugs, given carte blanche by the Don, whipped me with chains and violated me without restraint. I screamed Dorian's name in the darkness until my throat shredded.
Seven days later, Dorian returned with a recovering Camilla.
He stood outside the heavy iron door, his voice dripping with mock generosity.
"Crawl out here, Saoirse. Get on your knees, kiss Camilla's shoes, and maybe—just maybe—I'll let you live."
Silence. No answer.
Because three days ago, I had already died in that cell.

He hung up on me while the killer's knife plunged into my body.

Seventeen seconds. That was our final call after seven years of marriage.

He was at the hospital with my "depressed" stepsister, convinced I was just being dramatic again. He didn't even let me finish.

I died that rainy night, taking a secret with me he'll never know.

Three days later, my husband—the city's chief medical examiner—caught a brutal case: female victim, face destroyed by acid.

He worked the autopsy with his usual precision. Methodical. Clinical. Until the facial reconstruction software completed its rendering.

When he recognized my face on that screen, blood exploded from his mouth.

He hit the floor hard.

"Grace, your trashy mom ruined Jessica's dress. Bitch deserved to die!"

Blake stepped on the bloody corpse, shoving me down to grovel at Jessica's feet.

The bastard forgot already? My mom sold our Texas ranch to make him rich! But once he hit it big, he let his secretary Jessica beat her to death like she was some street bum.

I looked at the body wearing that emerald ring, trying to tell him the truth, but he backhanded me hard.

Then the asshole ordered her thrown in the septic tank just to kiss up to Jessica.

I wiped blood from my mouth and laughed.

Idiot had no clue—that wasn't even my mother.

The day I found out I was dying, Alpha Griffon Knight broke up with me. Our relationship was a contract, but when his true love came back, he didn’t need me anymore. He canceled our contract and told me to get lost. I thought that after five years, his frozen heart would thaw for me. How wrong I was. So I packed my things and left. Without telling him… I only had three months left to live.

Griffon Knight’s private jet landed at the airport at 7:00 p.m., just as the sun was starting to set, vivid orange and red giving way to the bright light of the moon. Within a half hour of his arrival, he requested that I be brought to his downtown penthouse.

After Azalea gave her Alpha title to her fiancée, the Beta, he betrayed her by impregnating her twin sister. He broke their bond and chose Azalea’s sister as his Luna. It was the most painful and horrible experience for Azalea. And as if that wasn’t enough, Azalea was forced to replace her twin sister, who was supposed to marry the ruthless Lycan prince, Federico, by tradition. Both of them didn’t want the union, so they agreed on a contract marriage. The deal was to be discontinued after Federico got his heir from her, but things didn’t play out as easily as they’d bargained.

High Priestess Ayla is stolen away by Demon King Caede to fulfill a binding contract. As the illegitimate daughter of the King's younger brother, she is the only one that can fulfill the demand for a royal bride.
Forced to marry a vile demon, the natural enemy of her Faith, she is determined to escape and keep her purity, but all her attempts only bring her closer to the Demon King's side.
Contrary to her goals, her pious determination only stirs the King's passions. In her blind desperation to escape, she manages something no one has for centuries, she catches King Caede’s interest.
She soon comes to learn the vast difference between worshipping a god and being worshipped by a devil.

For three years of marriage, Nicholas Harrison only saw me twice a month—each time, just to fulfill his marital duties.
He was indifferent, knew nothing about me, and when our three-year agreement was up, he couldn’t wait to chase after his true love.
I turned away with a smile. “Nicholas, let’s get a divorce. I’ll set you free.”
From that moment on, I stopped expecting anything from him and threw myself into my career.
Soon, I was shining brighter than ever, standing at the top of my field—with no place left for him by my side.
But as my talent caught the world’s eye, Nicholas found himself drawn to me, again and again, unable to resist.
Only when I walked away for good did he finally learn the truth about our past.
He was full of regret, but I had already become a national treasure—someone far beyond his reach.
I told him, “I’m done being your billionaire wife……”

His hand was wrapped around my throat, his thumb swiping across the spot where Roman had a bit down. This time, his voice was deadly. “You just had sex with him.”
I felt the blood rush from my face, leaving me lightheaded. I quickly raised my hand and covered where Roman had kissed. “No, we haven’t done anything.”
“Do you think I’ll believe you?”
He looked at me as if I were a dead person, someone who didn’t matter, who barely existed.
Yet…why did he care if I slept with Roman then?
My knees trembled, but I still forced myself to explain, the words tumbling out of my mouth. “Believe it or not, I’ve never slept with him.”
Griffon gave that sneer of a smile again. “I’ll know for sure after I check.”
He suddenly tore off my dress.

The day I found out I was dying, Alpha Griffon Knight broke up with me. Our relationship was a contract, but when his true love came back, he didn’t need me anymore. He canceled our contract and told me to get lost. I thought that after five years, his frozen heart would thaw for me. How wrong I was. So I packed my things and left. Without telling him… I only had three months left to live.

Griffon Knight’s private jet landed at the airport at 7:00 p.m., just as the sun was starting to set, vivid orange and red giving way to the bright light of the moon. Within a half hour of his arrival, he requested that I be brought to his downtown penthouse.

She was sent to marry a man... and kill him.
Charlotte Wilberforce is a witch raised for one deadly purpose: find a husband, sacrifice him on her wedding night or shortly after, and ascend in her coven's dark ranks. After one brutal failure, time is running out.
When she accidentally runs over a powerful werewolf Alpha fleeing a deadly mafia hunt, Charlotte sees Arthur Everett, the ruthless king of the New Moon Pack as her next target. Desperate for a human bride to secure a crucial alliance and save his endangered pack from extermination, Arthur offers her a contract marriage.
But nothing prepares Charlotte for the magnetic pull she feels toward the very man she has sworn to destroy. As they navigate deadly threats from crime syndicates, jealous pack rivals, and her coven's growing suspicions, Charlotte's boundaries begin to fail under Arthur's fierce protection and unexpected tenderness.
Torn between her coven's deadly demands and the uncontrollable bond forming with her alpha husband, Charlotte must choose whether to complete her mission and gain ultimate power or betray everything she's known for a love that is capable of uniting two warring worlds or destroying them both.
In a world where witches and werewolves are sworn enemies, one forbidden contract could spark a passion hotter than any spell or a war that brings them to final destruction. Will love thrive or ambition win? Find out.

When you finally reach your 18th birthday and escape from the fate of being bullied,
You find out that your alpha mate is the bully.
He rejected you in public at the alpha king's welcome ceremony and exiled you to become a rouge.
Alpha king: She is mine!

（Do not open this novel lightly, or you will become so engrossed that you won't be able to stop reading for three days and nights...）
Four years ago, he heartlessly drove her out of the house, heavy rain pouring down. Margaret's heart fell with the rain, disappearing into the silence of that desperate rainy night.
Four years later, Margaret transformed into a cold-faced CEO, decisive and capable, with only a sweet and obedient daughter softening her heart.
She thought Raymond hated her to the core, not realizing that after that night, Raymond went mad searching the world over just to find news of her.
Upon meeting again, surrounded by numerous CEOs, she deliberately ignored him.
Raymond advanced towards her, 'I told you, you can only be my woman.'"

My fiancé overnight accumulated a massive gambling debt, and to save his life, he sent me, still a virgin, to the creditor's bed.
"Please... no... don't... please... let me go!"
My first time was incredibly painful, and I bit down hard on this stranger's shoulder.
Despite my pleas, he didn't stop; instead, it only excited him more as he teased my sensitive spots and ravaged me relentlessly...
To my shame, after the pain subsided, I found myself falling in love with the frequent waves of pleasure he brought me...

They thought they could destroy me. They were wrong.

My name is Aria Harper, and I just caught my fiancé Ethan screwing my stepsister Scarlett in our bed. While my world crumbled, they were planning to steal everything—my inheritance, my mother's legacy, even the company that should be mine.

But I'm not the naive girl they think I am.

Enter Devon Kane—eleven years older, dangerously powerful, and exactly the weapon I need. One month. One secret deal. Use his influence to save my company while I uncover the truth about my mother Elizabeth's "death" and the fortune they stole from me.

The plan was simple: fake my engagement, seduce information from my enemies, and walk away clean.

What I didn't expect? This insomniac billionaire who can only sleep when I'm in his arms. What he didn't expect? That his convenient arrangement would become his obsession.

In daylight, he's a master of indifference—his gaze sliding past me like I don't exist. But when darkness falls, he's pushing up my lace dress, his hands claiming my breasts through the sheer material, his mouth finding the small mole on my collarbone.

"That's it," he breathes against my skin, voice strained and gravelly. "God, you feel amazing."

Now the lines are blurred, the stakes are higher, and everyone who betrayed me is about to learn what happens when you underestimate Aria Harper.

Revenge never felt so good.

"The pool cue came down hard on my left leg. The agony made my vision blur."

"You destroyed Vivian's leg," Noah, the man I’d loved for ten years, said emotionlessly. "Now you'll pay with yours."

Because of a car accident I didn't cause, my fiancé broke my leg, my wealthy family disowned me, and I was thrown into prison for three years.

When I was finally released, I thought the nightmare was over. But Noah was waiting for me in the freezing snow. "Welcome back to the real torture, Phoebe."

He forced me to work as a lowly cleaner in his club, watching coldly as my former friends, my father, and his fake, sweet-faced lover Vivian trampled my remaining dignity into the dirt.

They thought they had broken me. They thought I would just kneel and accept my fate as a disposable pawn.

But they were wrong. I will endure this hell, I will uncover the truth behind the accident, and I will make everyone who gleefully destroyed my life regret the day they crossed me.

Five years ago, I was drugged by my stepsister. Given the necessity to cover my tuition, I ultimately accepted the situation. I felt his scalding breath against my ear, his rough fingers grazing my inner thighs, igniting a numb, electric ache. His hard cock pressed against my soaked pussy, driving my heartbeat wild, my body instinctively arching, craving deeper thrust.
After that reckless night, I left in disgrace, only to find myself pregnant with triplets.
Five years later, I returned as a shining new talent in the medical field, ready to take revenge on my stepmother, stepsister and father.
Then Harrison Frost appeared, gazing at the tiny versions of himself, urging them to call him "Dad."
He peeled off his shirt, grinning. "Hey, wanna relive that night's heat?"

Years into my marriage, it wasn't until my IVF succeeded that I finally saw my husband for who he truly was.
He had been after one of my kidneys all along. And the eggs had been swapped...
I had been turned into a surrogate for him and his ex-lover without ever knowing it.
But fate had a twisted sense of humor—it was the sperm that got switched, not the eggs.
Even so, I couldn't stomach a marriage built entirely on lies. I was nothing but a tool to him.
I want a divorce.
And I'm going to find the biological father of the child growing inside me.

I'm Layla.

I thought Seth was my world, but his betrayals shattered three years of devotion.

I was done. Divorce, no looking back.Then he panicked. Started chasing me, refusing to let go.

So what am I to you, Seth? You didn't want me when I loved you. Now that I'm over you, you won't leave me alone?

Too late.

I am ANNABEL DRAKE, a woman who has spent her entire life in the shadows of others. A forgotten girl child, and also an underestimated employee, in fact I am everything you can think of because I have been through a lot .
It started after my father was imprisoned for a crime he didn’t commit. My family lost everything: our fortune, our home, and most painfully, our dignity. My mother fell ill under the weight of disgrace, and I became the sole provider, fighting every day just to keep us alive.

When an unexpected job opportunity lands in my lap, I see it as an opening way out of poverty and struggle. Working as an executive assistant for Carson Clair, the almighty billionaire CEO of Sonclair Enterprises, isn’t easy. He’s rude, and unnecessarily leading over everyone in a bad manner, and I can tell you unapologetically that he's everything I despise in a man. But the paycheck is good, and I need it.

Then, the unimaginable happens after a few months. Carson makes me an offer I can't refuse because it is such a juicy offer. It was a contract marriage.

He needs a wife to secure a billion-dollar deal, and in exchange, he promises to clear my father’s name, pay off my mother’s medical bills, and set me up for life. It sounds like a dream… until I realize I’m falling for him.

Just as I start to believe that maybe, just maybe, this arrangement could turn into something real, my world shatters again. I discovered a secret which was actually the truth and it changed everything. Carson isn’t who I thought he was. And neither is the man I’ve been secretly confiding in... Fred Mark.

Elliot leaned closer, his eyes dark with frustration and something deeper. Something desperate.
"Tell me what to do, Audrey." His voice cracked. "Tell me how to stop feeling this."
She couldn't move. Couldn't breathe.
His gaze dropped to her lips. Lingered.
The world narrowed to just the two of them.


Their attraction was a fire that could burn down both their careers.

Elliot Harrington, the formidable CEO, built his empire on control.
Audrey Clarke, his brilliant secretary, built her life on professionalism.

Every lingering glance and accidental touch is a dangerous spark in the corporate powder keg.

But in a world of strict boundaries and forbidden desires, the greatest tension isn't in the fall. It's in the agonizing, breathtaking, slow-burn wait.

How long can they resist the one thing that could destroy everything they've worked for?

Can they forget the heated night that changed everything? Or will one taste of temptation destroy the professional walls they've built?

"She's so pathetic. Imagine marrying at twenty-two—to a crippled, mute loser!"
Dorothy was forced to marry Stefan Everest, the man known as "the crippled mute." Everyone thought her life was over, especially as she endured the mockery and whispers. But one night, everything changes.
At a lavish event, Stefan proves he is far from what people believed. Looking at Dorothy, his words are simple: "You stood by me when no one else did. Now, it's my turn to spoil you."

BLURB

Dorothy was forced to marry Stefan Everest, the man known as “the crippled mute.” Everyone thought her life was over, especially as she endured the mockery and whispers. But one night, everything changes. At a lavish event, Stefan proves he is far from what people believed.

Looking at Dorothy, his words are simple: “You stood by me when no one else did. Now, it’s my turn to spoil you.”

A one-night stand was supposed to stay in the past.
But when billionaire CEO Alexander Blackwood hires a new bodyguard, the last person he expects to see is Ethan Pierce, the man whose touch still haunts him.

Bound by duty, desire, and dangerous secrets, the two men are thrown into a game of loyalty and lies. When enemies close in, Ethan’s mission turns personal… and Alex must decide if he can trust the man who might destroy him,or save him.
Passion. Power. Protection.
In a world of danger and deception, love might be the most dangerous secret of all

A surprise baby from a passionate night with a billionaire? Check. Six years of silence? Check. But now, he's back in my life, not as a lover but as my boss and fake husband.
Axel, the walking distress signal, is a brooding, controlling billionaire who's married to his restaurants.
Reconnecting with him has plunged me into a world of chaos, but the real bombshell is that I have to play his wife to save his empire.
As I linger in his embrace, it's becoming harder to resist the allure. However, with every stolen moment, the risk of losing everything I've fought to protect grows. Will I give in to temptation, or will my secrets bring about our downfall?

It is a betrayal, torture to love, secret baby book that has a billionaire CEO and a young not so rich lady working for him. Betrayal comes to the least you expect in the book.

Lyra Winters has been in a long-distance relationship with her boyfriend Ethan for over a year. When their once-perfect connection begins to fray, Lyra plans the ultimate Valentine's Day surprise—an engagement that will reignite their love, complete with a romantic getaway to the Maldives. But when a shocking betrayal shatters her world, Lyra finds herself in an unexpected and unpredictable situation.
A chance encounter with a stranger—Roman Lennox, a successful and enigmatic CEO—leads to a surprising turn of events. In a moment of anger and heartbreak, Lyra makes a bold decision that will change the course of both their lives.
As the lines between duty and desire blur, Lyra and Roman embark on a journey neither of them expected. With a fake engagement on the horizon, can a holiday romance turn into something real, or will the challenges ahead threaten to pull them apart?

He can't love, he shouldn't love because he's a dangerous man. But this girl has got some type of hold on him.

Regina George is taken away as recompense for her father's betrayal of Gray Lane, a wealthy CEO but a dangerous Mafia boss. He decides to be lenient and keep her alive. But this isn't easy, as he finds himself drawn to her. He's further moved when he discovers she's never been really cared for, ever since her father's remarriage. Regina is terrified of his attitude towards her but finds herself falling in love with him. Her tender heart finds the human in him and she decides to stay, hoping that he will change.

Their mercy on each other turns into a dangerous love affair. But somehow, he manages to protect her with his life and someday, their love prevails over all oppositions.