I wrapped my arms over my chest. "Why did you tell her that you're getting married to me?" He scoffed. "Because you are!" My heart sank. "But...how?" I couldn't comprehend how he could say something like that without asking for my consent. His brows furrowed and he leaned back in his chair. "Because I want you to marry me." Becca Stone thought her life had ended when she lost her job in a company she worked hard to sustain. Little did she know that a little time to drink away her sorrow would bring her into the hands of two billionaire brothers. When a one-night stand leads to her getting pregnant, she is caught choosing who's the rightful father to her unborn child and who could give her child the kind of life she envisions. Will the rightful father of her child allow his brother to take control because of a contract marriage? or will the war between brothers ever end? will Becca ever follow her heart?
I groaned and tucked the duvet over my head, inhaling the unfamiliar scent of a manly perfume, I stiffened as my eyes fluttered open to reveal a warm body next to me.
I flinched and jumped up in shock, my eyes scanning the room.
The first thing that reminded me of how messed up things were, was an excruciating headache that formed a cap around my head as I looked down at my bare body, I was frozen in shock, and the guy lying next to me adjusted his position on the bed and wrapped part of the duvet around his body.
Three questions filled my confused mind.
What was I doing in this unfamiliar room?
Who's this guy? And most importantly, why wasn't I dressed?
I turned toward the guy. He had light brown hair and a perfectly sculptured jawline which seemed familiar, some sort of memories awakening in my shallow mind.
I remember meeting this dude in some bar while I filled my cup with liquor. I remember him asking me if I was alright, a question that was met with no response. But, what I couldn't remember was how I ended up on his bed, lying next to him without clothes.
I looked around for my clothes and saw them lying on the floor in disarray as if they had been hastily discarded.
I shook my head, trying to push away the thoughts that raced through my mind.
As I made my way out of the room, I realized where I was. I was in a five-star hotel, on the fifteenth floor of the skyscraper.
I tried to hide my face in shame as I passed two women walking to the elevator. They seemed to be staring at me, and I felt as though they knew that something was wrong.
I gathered my hair into a messy bun and placed my hand on my waist, but it didn't help. I was sweating despite the cold air conditioning.
When the elevator doors opened with a ding, I walked out and took a deep breath to calm my nerves. Pushing open the door to my single-room apartment, I stumbled to the bed and fell face-first into my pillow.
"I can't believe I slept with a stranger," I mumbled, pressing the pillow against my face. "I lost my job, I lost everything!"
How was I going to survive? After years of trying to secure my job, and almost getting my life back on track, it had all vanished because of one silly mistake in paperwork.
It all came crashing down because of a paperwork mistake. Now, I have lost my job.
That was it! I wouldn't be able to find another one in time before I starved to death. I still believed it was all a setup.
How could someone do such a thing? I thought I was good at what I did - just an office assistant.
It was just a mix-up with a few documents, and that was the kiss of death for my job.
I sat up to look at my reflection in the mirror. My hair, once framing my face in pretty curls, now looked like a wet rug, and my eyes appeared tired and sunken. I sighed, feeling the weight of the entire situation.
I hadn't taken the one-night stand I had with a total stranger seriously. I had so much going on in my life that I didn't think about it, until a few weeks later when I started feeling sick. I spent the last of my money on a check-up, only to discover that I was pregnant.
At first, I denied it. The idea of having a baby with a random man whom I barely knew was absurd. But it was too much to bear in silence, so I confided in my best friend.
"How can you say you don't know who the father is?" Avery asked, her eyes fixed on me.
"This is bad, Becca."
I let out a heavy sigh and leaned back in the chair.
"It all feels like a nightmare. I lost my job and drowned my sorrows in alcohol, only to wake up in a hotel room with a stranger, and now," I gestured upward in frustration, "I'm pregnant!"
"Oh, Becca. What are you going to do?" Avery exclaimed. "Are you going to keep the baby?"
My eyes widened. "I don't even know if I want to keep it!" I cried. "I don't want a child, it's not something I ever planned for."
Avery let out a deep sigh.
"If having the baby won't bring you joy, maybe you should consider terminating the pregnancy. It might be better for you to be free from this pain."
She got up and moved to sit next to me.
"Can you remember anything about the father? His face or anything else?" she asked me softly.
I closed my eyes. "He had dark brown hair, and I think his eyes were a greyish blue. But that's all. I'm not going to go on some wild goose chase looking for a man I barely knew," I said, feeling frustrated. "I don't have the money to do all that. I'll never find him."
I paused and bit my lip before saying softly, "Avery, what am I going to do?" I said sadly. "I don't even have a job."
I heard a soft sigh, and then Avery placed a comforting hand on my shoulder. She smiled gently at me and said, "Don't worry, you'll figure it out. You're a smart girl, Becca. You just have to think positively." She hugged me tightly. "You just need to be stronger than anyone."
I smiled weakly and rested my chin on her shoulder, feeling somewhat comforted by her words. It was hard to stay strong when every passing day brought more sadness to my heart, and I didn't know how to handle it.
For now, Avery was the only person I trusted to help me through this. She was the only friend I could confide in.
Veronica Carlisle was drunk when it happened and now she's married to guy whom she didn't know was a top celebrity in Canada. When a flash marriage approval in a night club lead to the press going crazy over the video, Veronica is caught up between an handsome celebrity crush and her his mother plot to use her as a commodity to make money. What happens when Ivan Carlos her supposed fake husband, take the proposal at the club serious? Why does he make her heart beat when he comes close to her.
Chloe Nighler never thought a time would come when she'll had to marry the Alpha king of the bloodline pack, but days to her sister wedding she eloped. Out of anger and fear Chloe's parents convinced her to marry the alpha king in place of her sister, little did she know that her sister would come back. As she struggled to defend herself, a lot of antagonist started coming out, with only hope Chloe had is to fight along her husband. Will she be able to defend herself? Or is there any hope for her in-between the battle her sister had prepare?
When Karen Norway got admission into Bradenton college, her father signed up their old house in Houston to her as a gift for her achievement. Little did she know that her entire life is about to change, when she unknowingly stumbled upon the secret werewolf world where she witnesses a brutal attack in the woods. Karen didn't know what's in stock for her and even her closet friend can't be trusted, but things got lot more complicated when Raphael the dangerous alpha is impressed by her courage and decided to keep an eye on her, even as her life is in danger because she's aware of the werewolf existence. Can there be a hope of love as danger arises from every corner, she hope to hide? Will she survive in Huston or get trapped in the cage of the ruthless Alpha?
Allison fell in love with Ethan Iversen, the soon-to-be Alpha of the Moonlight Crown pack. She always wanted him to notice her. Meanwhile, Ethan was an arrogant Alpha who thought a weak Omega could not be his companion. Ethan's cousin, Ryan Iversen, who came back from abroad and was the actual heir of the pack, never tried to get the position nor did he show any interest in it. He was a popular playboy Alpha but when he came back to the pack, one thing captured his eyes and that was Allison.
There was only one man in Raegan's heart, and it was Mitchel. In the second year of her marriage to him, she got pregnant. Raegan's joy knew no bounds. But before she could break the news to her husband, he served her divorce papers because he wanted to marry his first love. After an accident, Raegan lay in the pool of her own blood and called out to Mitchel for help. Unfortunately, he left with his first love in his arms. Raegan escaped death by the whiskers. Afterward, she decided to get her life back on track. Her name was everywhere years later. Mitchel became very uncomfortable. For some reason, he began to miss her. His heart ached when he saw her all smiles with another man. He crashed her wedding and fell to his knees while she was at the altar. With bloodshot eyes, he queried, "I thought you said your love for me is unbreakable? How come you are getting married to someone else? Come back to me!"
Rosalynn's marriage to Brian wasn't what she envisioned it to be. Her husband, Brian, barely came home. He avoided her like a plague. Worse still, he was always in the news for dating numerous celebrities. Rosalynn persevered until she couldn't take it anymore. She upped and left after filing for a divorce. Everything changed days later. Brian took interest in a designer that worked for his company anonymously. From her profile, he could tell that she was brilliant and dazzling. He pulled the stops to find out her true identity. Little did he know that he was going to receive the greatest shocker of his life. Brian bit his finger with regret when he recalled his past actions and the woman he foolishly let go.
When they were kids, Derek saved Norah's life. Years later, after Derek ended up in a vegetative state from a car crash, Norah married him without a second thought and even used her medical knowledge to heal him. For two years, Norah was devoted, seeking his affection and looking to settle her life-saving debt. But when Derek's first love returned, Norah, faced with divorce, didn't hesitate to sign. Despite being labeled as forsaken, few knew of her true talents. She was a race car driver, a famed designer, a genius hacker, and a renowned doctor. Regretting his decision, Derek begged for her forgiveness. Just then, a charming CEO intervened, embracing Norah and declaring, "Back off! She's my wife!" Taken aback, Norah blurted out, "What did you say?"
I received a pornographic video. "Do you like this?" The man speaking in the video is my husband, Mark, whom I haven't seen for several months. He is naked, his shirt and pants scattered on the ground, thrusting forcefully on a woman whose face I can't see, her plump and round breasts bouncing vigorously. I can clearly hear the slapping sounds in the video, mixed with lustful moans and grunts. "Yes, yes, fuck me hard, baby," the woman screams ecstatically in response. "You naughty girl!" Mark stands up and flips her over, slapping her buttocks as he speaks. "Stick your ass up!" The woman giggles, turns around, sways her buttocks, and kneels on the bed. I feel like someone has poured a bucket of ice water on my head. It's bad enough that my husband is having an affair, but what's worse is that the other woman is my own sister, Bella. ************************************************************************************************************************ “I want to get a divorce, Mark,” I repeated myself in case he didn't hear me the first time—even though I knew he'd heard me clearly. He stared at me with a frown before answering coldly, "It's not up to you! I'm very busy, don't waste my time with such boring topics, or try to attract my attention!" The last thing I was going to do was argue or bicker with him. "I will have the lawyer send you the divorce agreement," was all I said, as calmly as I could muster. He didn't even say another word after that and just went through the door he'd been standing in front of, slamming it harshly behind him. My eyes lingered on the knob of the door a bit absentmindedly before I pulled the wedding ring off my finger and placed it on the table. I grabbed my suitcase, which I'd already had my things packed in and headed out of the house.
As a simple assistant, messaging the CEO in the dead of night to request shares of adult films was a bold move. Bethany, unsurprisingly, didn't receive any films. However, the CEO responded that, while he had no films to share, he could offer a live demonstration. After a night filled with passion, Bethany was certain she'd lose her job. But instead, her boss proposed, "Marry me. Please consider it." "Mr. Bates, you're kidding me, right?"