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"Your father didn't die from an accident." Who was he? How did he know that her father didn't die from an accident? "Do you have proof?" "I don't have proof but I can help you find it." "What do you want in exchange for helping me?" "You!" Wuraola was stunned and didn't understand, "What?!" "Marry me." Would a normal person propose to someone they have never met before at a funeral?
In the middle days of July, the large funeral hall was crowded with people. As she looked at the affectionate and flattering faces of each person and listened to their concerns about her living together with them, Wuraola's heart grew colder and colder.
"My father didn't have any close friends in his lifetime, and he won't have any after his death. If you have any humanity left in you, please don't disturb his peace and leave."
"That's not it, Wuraola. Your father's house was demolished. Do you still have a house to live in? As a young girl, you're easily deceived."
Standing up with a cold face, Wura opened the door. "I'll give you ten minutes to leave. If you don't leave after ten minutes, I'll call the police."
Her mother died when she was young, and her father worked so hard to raise her. All of her relatives avoided them like a plague. Now that they know that their old house has been demolished and money is to be given, they suddenly appear one by one. Were they trying to take advantage of her?
Seeing that she wasn't joking, the crowd left, cursing and swearing. For a moment, the funeral hall became quiet, except for a man in black who didn't leave.
"Do you want to wait for me to call the police before leaving?"
"My master wants to see you, Miss Wura. Please come with me."
The man looked bold, he was clearly not an ordinary person.
Wuraola was almost numb with grief and had no interest in who this man's master was.
"I'm busy. You can leave."
"Miss Wuraola will regret it if she doesn't come. This matter is very important to you."
Kneeling in front of her father's picture, Wuraola silently remembered her father's hardships, with the gift she had bought for him still by her side.
"Dad, this is the first gift I've ever bought for you. I don't know if you'll like it... Don't worry, I'll avenge you."
Her eyes were cold, and the man in black left silently. Her father died in their old house, which was demolished. Everyone said it was an accident, but Wuraola didn't believe it, because he left her alone in this world.
It was the first time in her life that she received a paycheck. She couldn't wait to buy her father a windbreaker and make a reservation at a fancy restaurant for dinner. But what she saw was her father's lifeless body.
Wuraola clenched her fists, filled with hatred.
"Your father didn't die from an accident." A man's voice sounded from behind her, deep and hoarse, yet sexy at the same time.
Wuraola turned around abruptly.
Behind her stood a man in a suit and leather shoes, with perfectly groomed hair. He wore a white silk shirt with a dark red tie.
He looked down at Wuraola with his deep, black eyes.
His straight nose was topped with a thin, cold mouth which complimented his long eyebrows.
Who was he? And how did he know that her father didn't die from an accident?
"What do you mean?" Wuraola asked.
"Just what you're thinking, exactly as you're thinking it." The man's expression was indifferent, and his eyes were filled with sympathy.
"I can help you."
Wuraola's heart raced. Although she firmly believed that her father didn't die in an accident, hearing someone else confirm it made it difficult for her to control her emotions.
"What evidence do you have to prove it? Or are you just making it up?" Wuraola asked.
There was a moment of silence, the man crouched down, maintaining eye contact with Wuraola.
"I don't have any evidence, but I can help you find it."
Wuraola didn't feel happy, but rather weary.
This man looked dangerous from his head to his toe. He wouldn't help her for no reason.
"What do you want?" Wuraola looked at him and asked, "Or rather, what is the price to pay if you are helping me? What do you want to exchange with me?"
"You."
Wuraola was stunned and didn't understand, "What?"
"I want you."
The man reached out and pinched Wuraola's chin, his actions felt romantic but his voice remained cold, "Marry me."
This was even more shocking than winning a lottery. With just a few simple words, Wuraola still felt like she needed a lot of effort to digest it.
"Are you...sick?"
Would a normal person propose to someone they've never met before at someone else's funeral?
The man wasn't angry, but instead withdrew his hand and rested it on his knee, "If I told you that the only way to find evidence is to marry me, what would you say?"
"Why?"
"Because." The man leaned in close to Wuraola and whispered, "My name is Mide Wellington."
Midd Wellington? Wellington... Wuraola suddenly opened her eyes wide in disbelief and looked at the young man, her lips tightly pursed.
"You said your surname is Wellington?"
She clenched her fists, restraining the urge to punch him in the face, "What's your relationship with the company that forced my dad to sign the agreement?"
Mide saw her sudden change in expression and didn't hide anything as he said "I am the vice president of that company, and my father is the chairman of the board."
Wuraola's head was banging. She had always suspected that the company was responsible for her father's death. What did it mean for him to come and ask her to marry him?
"Are you playing me?"
The reason why her father refused to agree to the demolition was because all of his and his wife's memories were there. If they developed the area, my father would become a thorn in their eye.
"Or do you think I won't do anything to you? Do you think that just because we are common people without money or power, we can't do anything to you?!"
All of a sudden, Mide was about to stand up when Wuraola stretched out her hand to grab his collar, but he grabbed her wrist in mid-air.
"Get rid of that thing!" "No, this child means so much to me." An arrogant billionaire and heir to a famous company, is forced to marry a common waitress. The waitress gets pregnant in the process and he wants the baby gone. Would he reconsider his decision after having a near death accident?
All men are dogs. After losing her baby and falling down the stairs, everyone thought Simisola was dead. Her body was left to rot at the river, by her fiance and stepsister. A billionaire heir came just in time to save her and Simisola regained consciousness. A contract agreement is signed between the two. Simisola returns as a wealthy and powerful wife, to take revenge on those that caused her pain.
All men are dogs. After losing her baby and falling down the stairs, everyone thought Simisola was dead. Her body was left to rot at the river, by her fiance and stepsister. A billionaire heir came just in time to save her and Simisola regains consciousness. A contract agreement is signed between the two. Simisola returns as a wealthy and powerful wife, to take revenge on those that caused her pain.
It was a bad night for one of the heirs of Twilight pack, when she discovered that she never had a wolf in front of the entire pack. Kiana had to deal with life and her wolfless nature. Unknown to her, the moon goddess had more plans for her than she could ever imagine.
Claudia's parents died because of false accusations and Claudia became a slave to the pack. She only hoped that she could leave the pack when she became an adult. So when she found out that her mate was the son of the Alpha of the pack, she chose to reject her Alpha mate. As the future Alpha of the pack, Isaac had been loved by everyone since he was born, with his handsome looks and good qualities of kindness and enthusiasm. When he found out that his mate was a slave of the pack, he was disappointed, but he couldn't help but pay attention to Claudia. Until he was rejected by Claudia, he went completely crazy. Claudia, who rejected her mate, discovered the secret of her birth, and as the daughter of a witch, she had a powerful mind-reading ability and became the famous negotiator. Two years later, the Moon Goddess gave her a second chance, but Claudia found that her mate was still Isaac. What else will happen between them? In the face of Isaac's strong personality change, will Claudia choose to redeem him or reject him again?
On the night before her wedding, she discovered that her fiancé was having an affair with her stepsister, so she went to register her marriage at the Civil Bureau with a stranger in anger. The next morning, she regretted it and wanted a divorce when she sobered up, but the stranger started to act pitifully. She got kicked out of her home by her parents and only had her flash marriage husband to accompany her. Until one day, she found out that her flash marriage husband was not as ordinary as she thought.
After hiding her true identity throughout her three-year marriage to Colton, Allison had committed wholeheartedly, only to find herself neglected and pushed toward divorce. Disheartened, she set out to rediscover her true self-a talented perfumer, the mastermind of a famous intelligence agency, and the heir to a secret hacker network. Realizing his mistakes, Colton expressed his regret. "I know I messed up. Please, give me another chance." Yet, Kellan, a once-disabled tycoon, stood up from his wheelchair, took Allison's hand, and scoffed dismissively, "You think she'll take you back? Dream on."
My boyfriend called, "Baby!" as he jumped out of bed and scrambled to pull his pants off the ground. "Please, I can explain my love." Shutting my eyes, I inhaled deeply and tried not to cry when I realized that my dream of the man not being my boyfriend had been dashed. "What?" I asked, "What do you want to explain?" How did you lie about having a business meeting while you were in bed enjoying yourself with my best friend, even though I told you I was in serious pain, is that it?" I stood there, my heart pounding, and tears streaming down my face...
They don't know I'm a girl. They all look at me and see a boy. A prince. Their kind purchase humans like me for their lustful desires. And, when they stormed into our kingdom to buy my sister, I intervened to protect her. I made them take me too. The plan was to escape with my sister whenever we found a chance. How was I to know our prison would be the most fortified place in their kingdom? I was supposed to be on the sidelines. The one they had no real use for. The one they never meant to buy. But then, the most important person in their savage land-their ruthless beast king-took an interest in the "pretty little prince." How do we survive in this brutal kingdom, where everyone hates our kind and shows us no mercy? And how does someone, with a secret like mine, become a lust slave? . AUTHOR'S NOTE. This is a dark romance-dark, mature content. Highly rated 18+ Expect triggers, expect hardcore. If you're a seasoned reader of this genre, looking for something different, prepared to go in blindly not knowing what to expect at every turn, but eager to know more anyway, then dive in! . From the author of the international bestselling book: "The Alpha King's Hated Slave."
"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.
"There will be no falling in love, we will only act as a loving couple when we are in public, we will share a room to make it believable, but no intimacy, touching is off-limits. We'll only have sex once a month, and that's solely to produce an heir. You won't interfere in my business, and I won't interfere in yours. You will be my wife in every sense and you will not be involved with any other man," he said, arrogance seeping from every word. I watch his mouth move, I'm not ready to fall in love with any man, especially not one as arrogant and egoistic as him. I can handle acting as a loving couple, and as for intimacy once a month. I can agree to that just to satisfy my sexual cravings with no strings attached. "Where can I sign?" I asked since I had nothing to lose. *** Nadine's wedding dreams turned to nightmares when she caught her sister and fiancé cheating! With a secret recording, she's ready for revenge. But then mysterious billionaire Logan West offers a deal: A Contract Marriage to take down her ex's empire. But what Nadine doesn't know is her life is getting complicated as she takes her chance to get revenge or risks everything for a chance at love?"
Rachel used to think that her devotion would win Brian over one day, but she was proven wrong when his true love returned. Rachel had endured it all—from standing alone at the altar to dragging herself to the hospital for an emergency treatment. Everyone thought she was crazy to give up so much of herself for someone who didn’t return her feelings. But when Brian received news of Rachel’s terminal illness and realized she didn’t have long to live, he completely broke down. "I forbid you to die!" Rachel just smiled. She no longer needed him. "I will finally be free."