Cursed with the worst luck in the whole universe, Stacy Reeves holds on to the last piece of hope she has for a perhaps better life. This too comes crashing down after a very reckless night with a stranger at a nightclub who turns out to be a popularly dangerous Italian billionaire, Andre Rosello which leads to an unexpected and unwanted pregnancy. *** Andre Rosello is a 27-year-old billionaire with barely any good memories in his life. His father had been in the mafia all his life and had trained him to be just like them - the ruthless beatings and starvation all in the name of boosting his endurance. His childhood was not quite a bed of roses and his adulthood was far from it. Much to his father's disdain, Andre doesn't end up following his line of work, instead, he builds his own company from scratch and makes a name for himself defying his father for the very first time. Pressured with a thousand and one responsibilities, Andre just had to let his mind be free for a while. A baby was not on his mind when he took the enthralling and sexy woman he met at the nightclub to his bed. When hit with reality, Andre doesn't know what to do. He wasn't ready to be a father, he didn't think he would ever be fit enough to be a good father. He wanted to be better than his father but he didn't know how to. So when threatened by Stacy's sister to take responsibility for his seed or have his hard-earned name ruined, Andre has no other choice than to accept this new responsibility, even if it meant getting married to her with a 6-year contract and even if it meant defying his father again and making an enemy out of him. What happens to Stacy now? Will her life take a better turn or would it get even worse? Will Andre give fatherhood a chance and love as a whole? Will these two grow to love each other or will they leave each other after 6 years runs out? If they do decide to stay, will Stacy and her child be safe with the mafia Andre had refused to be part of coming back to take revenge and his father still bitter from his son defying him decides to resort to violence like he always did, only this time, more extreme?
Stacy swallowed as her eyes accommodated the whole room. It was filled with way too many people, the music was deafening and the air reeked of strong alcohol and whatever it was everyone was inhaling. She swallowed again.
She felt someone nudge her lightly and she snapped out of her thoughts turning to the only person who was insane enough to want to talk to her at that moment- her sister.
" Stacy, loosen up. Quit standing like some AI robot, please"
Stacy almost chuckled but she couldn't. As much as she wanted to "loosen up", she could barely even move because she knew she did not belong there. She was supposed to be at home, in her study room with her sketch pad designing killer dresses for her interview coming up in barely two weeks, not here in this overcrowded room with people who looked like they had no plans for their lives. What was she doing here again?
" Theresa" Stacy called to her sister who was gulping down a glass of alcohol. What! Was that her fourth glass already? Stacy thought.
" Theresa" Stacy called again. The music was ear-splitting so she had to as well raise her voice because her sister was probably getting deaf already.
" Theresa..." she said, grabbing her sister's hand and facing her, " Theresa, I don't think I can be here anymore"
" What? What did you say? I can't hear you" Theresa yelled like a maniac.
" I said, I can't stay. I want to go home" Stacy tried again, she could barely even hear herself.
" What? Do you want to go drunk? Why then are you here sis?"
" What the...? That's not what I said"
" I'll be upstairs with the birthday boy. Have fun darling"
" What? No! Theresa, don't leave..." she stopped herself just in time to watch the retreating figure of her sister. Well, this was just great!
The last time Stacy had been at a party was four months ago when her boyfriend of three years had called her basic and broken up with her. She was over him, well she was trying to get over him but being here in this party brought back a lot of memories, and as much as she wanted to shut them out, they were taking control.
Joey had been the best thing to happen to her until he was not. Now she was alone, trying to get her shit together. She thought she was doing well but it turned out she was not because why else would being at a party remind her so much of the jerk she had loved with all her heart and make her want to cry so badly? Why the hell was she even here in the first place?
Stacy blinked back tears that we were almost falling. Impulsively, she grabbed a glass from a passing waiter and without checking what was in it, she gulped it down. She knew how bad a decision that was but she needed it. That was what she told herself as she picked a second glass of what she guessed to be vodka. Stacy could feel her head spinning as the burning sensation traveled down her chest. She had always been a lightweight and Joey had almost always been embarrassed whenever she got drunk. Why the hell was she still thinking of Joey? So she picked up another shot of vodka from the waiters who seemed to be everywhere and gulped it down. Now she could feel her chest burning. Her face was getting hot too. Great! She was getting drunk and her sister was nowhere to be found. She had to find Theresa and leave and she had to do that before her drunken self would create a scene.
Stacy closed her eyes briefly and took in a deep breath trying desperately to stay in control. The alcohol was pushing in her system, she could feel it. She had to leave this party soon. With the little bit of strength she still had, Stacy staggered her way through the crowd of people. Theresa had said she would be upstairs with the birthday boy so that was where she would check.
The stairs were less crowded and Stacy thanked her stars. Her eyes were starting to spin, the alcohol was winning.
" Deep breath Stacy. Don't let the alcohol win" she mumbled to herself as she took the first step up the stairs, the second, and the third. She was barely at the fourth step when she bumped hard into someone. She could feel herself falling and then she was not. The hand around her waist felt too real, why did it send bumps through her skin?
Stacy looked up to the person that she had bumped into. She swallowed, for the umpteenth time that day. The face staring at her was intimidating, but it was the most beautiful thing she had ever seen. His eyes were a deep shade of brown and they were icy cold, probably meant to scare the life of anyone who looked into them. She was scared as expected but she was in his arms also, little wonder she could feel the middle in between her legs start throbbing.
In one swift movement, while she was busy staring at the man in front of her, he pulled her up to himself and Stacy yelped as her hands landed on his broad shoulders. What was that liquid trickling down her panties?
Andre watched her every movement and without being told, he knew he had her enchanted. It was easy to understand why but what he didn't understand was that spark that ran down his nerves as he pulled her to himself. She smelt of lavender, his favorite. And the way her lips were parted was such a turn-on. Without thinking, Andre buried his face into her neck and sniffed. He heard her moan lightly and he groaned as he felt his manhood rise. What happened next was unexpected.
Stacy, coming to her senses probably after feeling his erection due to how close they were, pushed the man who was sniffing her neck as his life depended on it. She almost fell in the process but she managed to maintain her balance.
" What the fuck?" She yelled.
She heard him groan again, low and sexy. What was she even thinking?
" You don't go around using the f-word with anyone you see, especially not me," Andre said, his voice doing no good to the situation Stacy was in dripping for a stranger.
" You don't go around sniffing the neck of any girl you see, especially not me" she fired back, trying to sound confident when she wasn't even half of it.
" You liked it," Andre said.
" You moaned" He added taking a step towards her and her taking one back.
" Well I must say you liked it even more by that bulge in your trousers" Stacy blurted, immediately wishing she didn't.
He smirked, even though that was sexy as hell to Stacy.
" Your eyes went to the wrong place," Andre said again with a low groan.
Stacy closed her eyes and shook her head. She was drunk and if she continued this conversation, she would only embarrass herself more.
" You're such a pervert" Stacy spat as she walked past him. Their shoulders brushed and Stacy felt the bumps run through her skin again. What was wrong with her?
Jessica Collins never imagined her dream of love and freedom would turn into a nightmare. Sold into marriage to the ruthless billionaire Raymond Shaw, she becomes a prisoner in his dangerous world of power, betrayal, and obsession. He is cold, possessive, and impossible to escape. Trapped between her past lover and a husband who both captivates and destroys her, Jessica fights to reclaim her life. But when she discovers she's pregnant, running away becomes her only option. Furious and heartbroken, Raymond will stop at nothing to bring her back. But is it love that drives him or the need to control? In a story of passion, revenge, and sacrifice, will Jessica break free, or will she fall for the man who was never meant to love her?
Mary Marshall never expected her life to turn into a nightmare. When a ruthless millionaire demands she marry him to erase her family's debt, she does the only thing she can-she runs. Desperate and with nowhere to turn, she finds herself face-to-face with Thomas Randolph-the billionaire CEO known for his cold heart and even colder business deals. He offers her a lifeline: Marry him instead. A contract marriage that will protect her, help him keep custody of his son, and end in one year. No feelings. No strings attached. But living under the same roof changes everything. Thomas isn't just a ruthless businessman-he's a devoted father, a man haunted by betrayal, and dangerously irresistible. The lines between their arrangement and reality blur with every lingering touch, every heated glance... and one unexpected kiss that neither of them can forget. Just when Mary begins to believe in their love, her past comes crashing back. A vengeful enemy, a shocking betrayal, and a life-altering secret force her to make the ultimate sacrifice-walking away from Thomas forever. But Thomas isn't a man who gives up easily. And when he discovers the truth, he will stop at nothing to bring his wife-and the mother of his unborn child-back where she belongs. A steamy, suspenseful billionaire romance full of passion, betrayal, and second chances. Will their love survive the ultimate test, or will their contract marriage end in heartbreak?
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With hatred for her step-sister and family generally, Piper Snow finds herself in a bar wallowing in alcohol after finding out her boyfriend…No, her ex-boyfriend cheats on her with her step-sister. She gets drunk and passes out on her way home in front of a moving vehicle. *** Davis Kingston, a 27-year-old cold and handsome billionaire who commands so much power and respect, owns probably more than half of the businesses existing in the country but he is betrothed to a sassy, rude, and arrogant rich missy, camela white. What happens when Davis Kingston meets piper? What made Davis so cold? Will she be able to melt his cold heart? Can Camela stand losing Davis?
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Linsey was stood up by her groom to run off with another woman. Furious, she grabbed a random stranger and declared, "Let's get married!" She had acted on impulse, realizing too late that her new husband was the notorious rascal, Collin. The public laughed at her, and even her runaway ex offered to reconcile. But Linsey scoffed at him. "My husband and I are very much in love!" Everyone thought she was delusional. Then Collin was revealed to be the richest man in the world. In front of everyone, he got down on one knee and held up a stunning diamond ring. "I look forward to our forever, honey."
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After two years of marriage, Sadie was finally pregnant. Filled with hope and joy, she was blindsided when Noah asked for a divorce. During a failed attempt on her life, Sadie found herself lying in a pool of blood, desperately calling Noah to ask him to save her and the baby. But her calls went unanswered. Shattered by his betrayal, she left the country. Time passed, and Sadie was about to be wed for a second time. Noah appeared in a frenzy and fell to his knees. "How dare you marry someone else after bearing my child?"
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