After witnessing the death of her parents at fourteen,Lupita runs away and since then she did odd jobs to make ends meet. But after having a one night stand with a stranger, luck shines on her as a company employs her. Giddy with joy,she looks forward to seeing her boss but when she finds out that he was her high school bully but thankfully he didn't recognize her. She would do anything possible to work as his secretary and stay away from him. But he is cold hearted and showed her the other side of life. But now he is back and asking her to be his wife on certain terms. Will she agree ? Will their marriage bring them together or bring out the worst.
Oh,shit ." She shrieked as she immediately sat up on the bed, her eyes widened in shock and surprise.
She stared up at the white ceiling, which was a stack contract to the ceiling in her room.
Or should she say in her previous room, because her landlord had evicted her after failing to pay her house rent.
It wasn't her fault though, it wasn't her fault that she never lasted up to three weeks in all her jobs.
The last job she had done was that of a waitress, and she had ended up breaking 55 plates and paying through her nose.
Now she was homeless and without a job.
And the worst part of it all, something she never imagined herself doing was happening to her right now.
She groaned inwardly as she slapped her temple.
Shit
It had happened, not the way she had wanted her night to be.
But blame it on her landlord and her stupid boss and the restaurant and also on the tequila.
Because who gets drunk on their birthday and ends up with a total stranger.
Except Lupita Bianchi.
Wow, now she could win a Grammy for her stupidity.
She pulled the white blanket up a little and stared down at her naked self.
She looked at the left-hand side of the bed and found that it wasn't rumpled.
It was well laid, she blinked.
Was this all a dream ?
Because the other side of the bed was supposed to be rumbled.
She tugged at her disheveled jet black straight hair which wasn't straight any longer but was sticking out at odd ends.
Her finger combed it while waiting for the idiot that laid her.
She waited for the shuffling of feet in the bathroom, the running of the tap, the twisting of the faucet.
Or even perhaps the knob twisting.
And he showed up saying.
"Tada, sleeping beauty is awake."
This was probably a hotel, she guessed.
Yes, dummy, a voice said in her head.
What were you thinking ? Prepare his house and prepare a sauna bath sauna for you after getting laid
Stupidly, she was waiting for him to come in, never realizing that the minutes were slowly rolling by.
It dawned on her that soon room service would come knocking, and she swung her legs over the bed.
Grabbing a handful of the heavy sheet, she wrapped herself round and round like a mummy and limped to the bathroom.
The pain in between her legs hurt with every step.
She went into the sparkling bathroom and sighed.
Yeah, great the idiot wasn't there either.
She left the tap running for a few minutes, watching her reddened face in the mirror before her.
She scooped a handful of water and splashed it on her face, then her mind reeled to last night.
*****
Flash back.
"Tequila pleaseeee." She gulped and slammed the wine glass on the table so that it shook almost breaking.
She gulped once more and gave a stupid laugh, looking around.
The bar was packed full of a lot of people and the smell of cigarettes, alcohol and sweat rang the air.
It was damn stuffy in there and far at the front of the bar were poles with a lot of girls dancing their lives off.
She wished she had the freedom those girls had.
To get up and dance your sorrow away.
At intervals, laughter rose and dropped and chattering in the bar was ceaseless, almost deafening, accompanied by the blaring music.
The disco light overhead with its red, blue and green light made her feel so dizzy.
"Look who we have here." A tall lanky man who smelled of alcohol approached and smiled at her.
Two of his front teeth were missing and beside her the other rest of his party laughed like mannequins.
"Let me give you a little touch." He laughed." You gonna love it."
Then he tried to touch her inappropriately and she slapped his hands off.
He reeled back in shock and yelped.
"Quite the fiesty one, huh?"
He said not backing down, then reached for her arm.
She stood up on wobbly feet and pushed his hand away.
"Come to daddy." But he couldn't complete the sentence as she sliced a slap through his cheek.
She pushed past him, took a glass of alcohol from someone's table and gulped it all down.
She was already drunk and was feeling dizzy.
From the deepest pit in her stomach a bile fought to come out.
She walked as if tossed by a hurricane.
She didn't see him come and the next thing she knew she was hugging a huge mass of flesh.
She raised her head from his broad shoulders and smiled sheepishly at him.
She threw her head back and spilled yellow nonsense on his suit.
She heard him curse under his breath, he pulled her by his hair like her eyes, it rolled back into her head and she collapsed.
Only to wake up a few seconds later in a king-sized bed, still drunk.
"You huh." She laughed as he came out of the bathroom, shirtless, his biceps and charming looks left her gasping.
"You shouldn't try that again," he said as he went to bed.
"I won't if you say you like me." She found herself saying all of a sudden, then she held his hand as he was about to turn away.
"Don't go." She said in a small voice, and before he could think she had flung herself in him and they both collapsed on the bed.
His face was inches from hers and her hands were resting on his chest.
And without thinking, she clasped her lips with him.
He didn't hesitate to return the kiss ferociously.
***
Flash back ends
She quickly wiped her face with a towel and wobbled back to the room.
Her head was pounding with a hangover
Bending down with so much effort, she grabbed her clothes and tossed them on the floor.
When her phone made a beeping sound.
She pulled it from her bag hesitantly, unlocked it, then her eyes widened, and she almost passed out.
Written in clear letters was a letter of mail
It reads.
Hello, Ms Lupita Bianchi,I hope this meets you well.
You have been employed at Studios legale Rossi and Bianchi
You can resume work today.
In a setting of upper class and old fashioned sorcery, the billionaire Ethan Thorne has to get married in order for him to be the pack master as well as safeguard his investment. However, the interest is on something else rather than love. Ava Moreno is a good painter who loves creativity but she cannot earn enough. She did not have any reason for turning down this deal when Ethan offered her a studio and stipend that was very high just so as to become his contract wife. While they pretend to live together like husband and wife; their romance blossoms amid differences. The suitability of Ava as a wife is questioned by both ethan’s pack as well business associates yet her art takes off – she despairs at being caught in the agreement. As the tension builds, they must choose between ending their arrangement or giving up everything for love. Have they found a way through which they can make it happen in real life or will their dissimilarities separate them? Enter into Billionaire Alpha world where money meets magic and true love becomes the ultimate jackpot. _Act 1: Setup_ - Ethan needs a mate to challenge for the position of pack leader and to protect his business empire - Ava is in need of financial help to allow for her artistic career to flourish - They agree to form a contract marriage; Ava agrees to be Ethan's mate for one year, in return for a substantial sum of money, a studio to create art in, and an escape from her current situation _Act 2: Rising Action_ - Ethan and Ava navigate their contract, fighting their ever-present desire for each other - Ethan's pack, and business associates, are vocal about their opinions on whether or not Ava is suitable to be his mate - Ava's career as an artist takes off, but she feels trapped _Act 3: Climax_ - Ethan and Ava confront their feelings for each other - They must decide if it is worth it to break their contract in order to pursue their love Here is the falling action on its own: Act 4: Falling Action - Ethan's pack and business associates react to the news of their real marriage - Some are supportive, while others are angry and feel betrayed - Ethan and Ava face challenges as they navigate the fallout - They work to rebuild trust and strengthen their relationship - Ava's art career is affected by her new status as Ethan's wife - Ethan's business empire is impacted by his decision to prioritize love over power - They must come to terms with the sacrifices they've made for each other - They learn to communicate and rely on each other as they face the consequences of their choices _Act 5: Denouement_ - Ethan and Ava choose love and decide to turn their contract marriage into a fully committed relationship - They have to learn to balance their careers with their love, but they learn to work together to make it all fit
Lindsey's fiancé was the devil's first son. Not only did he lie to her but he also slept with her stepmother, conspired to take away her family fortune, and then set her up to have sex with a total stranger. To get her lick back, Lindsey decided to find a man to disrupt her engagement party and humiliate the cheating bastard. Never did she imagine that she would bump into a strikingly handsome stranger who was all that she was currently looking for. At the engagement party, he boldly declared that she was his woman. Lindsey thought he was just a broke man who wanted to leech off her. But once they began their fake relationship, she realized that good luck kept coming her way. She thought they would part ways after the engagement party, but this man kept to her side. "We gotta stick together, Lindsey. Remember, I'm now your fiancé. " "Domenic, you're with me because of my money, aren't you?" Lindsey asked, narrowing her eyes at him. Domenic was taken aback by that accusation. How could he, the heir of the Walsh family and CEO of Vitality Group, be with her for money? He controlled more than half of the city's economy. Money wasn't a problem for him! The two got closer and closer. One day, Lindsey finally realized that Domenic was actually the stranger she had slept with months ago. Would this realization change things between them? For the better or worse?
Blinded in a crash, Cary was rejected by every socialite—except Evelina, who married him without hesitation. Three years later, he regained his sight and ended their marriage. "We’ve already lost so many years. I won’t let her waste another one on me." Evelina signed the divorce papers without a word. Everyone mocked her fall—until they discovered that the miracle doctor, jewelry mogul, stock genius, top hacker, and the President's true daughter… were all her. When Cary came crawling back, a ruthless tycoon had him kicked out. "She's my wife now. Get lost."
Elena, once a pampered heiress, suddenly lost everything when the real daughter framed her, her fiancé ridiculed her, and her adoptive parents threw her out. They all wanted to see her fall. But Elena unveiled her true identity: the heiress of a massive fortune, famed hacker, top jewelry designer, secret author, and gifted doctor. Horrified by her glorious comeback, her adoptive parents demanded half her newfound wealth. Elena exposed their cruelty and refused. Her ex pleaded for a second chance, but she scoffed, “Do you think you deserve it?” Then a powerful magnate gently proposed, “Marry me?”
"You're mine, little puppy," Kylan growled against my neck. A soft gasp escaped my lips as his lips brushed my skin. My mind screamed at me to push him away-the Lycan Prince who had humiliated me again and again, but my body betrayed me, leaning into him before I could stop myself. He pressed his lips against mine, and his kiss grew more aggressive, more possessive as I felt my legs weaken. What was I doing? In a split-second, I pulled away and slapped him hard across the face. Kylan's eyes darkened, but the smirk on his lips exposed his amusement. "You and I both know we can't fight this, Violet," he said, gripping my wrist. "You're my mate." "And yet you don't want me," I replied. "You told me you were ashamed of me, that l'd never be your queen, that you'd never love me. So please, accept my rejection and let me go." "Never," he whispered, his grip tightening as he pulled me closer. "Soon enough, you'll be begging for me. and when you do-I'll use you as I see fit and then I'll reject you."
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Rumors said that Lucas married an unattractive woman with no background. In the three years they were together, he remained cold and distant to Belinda, who endured in silence. Her love for him forced her to sacrifice her self-worth and her dreams. When Lucas' true love reappeared, Belinda realized that their marriage was a sham from the start, a ploy to save another woman's life. She signed the divorce papers and left. Three years later, Belinda returned as a surgical prodigy and a maestro of the piano. Lost in regret, Lucas chased her in the rain and held her tightly. "You are mine, Belinda."