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When Rebecca's father's will reveals a surprising condition: marry within twelve months or lose the family business and inheritance, Tariq Sly's crazy proposal seems like the perfect solution. Marry his friend, Jeremy Will, Rochester Industries' charming co-CEO by day and infamous king of owning women's panties by night. Yes, everyone stands to gain from this temporary arrangement. But can they pretend to be in love long enough to tie the knot? Playing fiancé to the competitor's daughter isn't easy. Would Rebecca settle for Jeremy or would she pick Tariq instead? And can Rebecca trust her fake husband to be only a husband on paper?
So I had this totally crazy dream.
I dreamt I met a handsome CEO and friend who proposed a solution to my current inheritance problem. Well, it was to our advantage since he needed my father's company to expand his and my lovely father died of a heart attack while working leaving me quite an inheritance which included his multi-billionaire company but with a clause I must fulfill or forfeit my inheritance leaving it for my seven months older cousin Derek.
Except, oh wait, that wasn't a dream.
It had really happened. And I wasn't asleep.
The absurdity of my father's will still lingered, like a bad taste in my mouth. I sat frozen in one of my favorite restaurants, memories and thoughts swirling.
My name is Rebecca Fern. Although my friends call me Becca and my mum calls me Becky. My father, Henry Fern, had left me his multi-billion-dollar company and a crippling clause: I must be married within 12 months and increase the company's annual revenue by 15% within 2 years. If I fail to meet these conditions, my cousin Derek will inherit 51% of my shares, and if I get married and then divorce within 1 year, I will forfeit 25% of my inheritance to Derek. Seven months older and equally cunning, Derek would love to see me fail.
I dropped my head into my hands as I was pissed at my situation. Even in my top three favorite restaurants, I was known to visit, I could not bring myself not to be filled with thoughts and memories and the weight of what my father had done. I knew my father was somewhat absent but putting a clause to my inheritance was absurd.
I had agreed to meet up with Tariq, an old friend and acquaintance of the business after explaining my situation over the phone yesterday. I knew he wanted to partner up with my dad's company to boost his company and I agreed to help. But now that is gone, he needs this inheritance clause to be over but not more than I do.
My thoughts swirled. Did he have some sort of solution to my problem? He was always good at solving complex situations. It is one of the reasons he became my friend.
A tall and imposing figure came in through the door of the restaurant and placed his order before walking. He stopped in the chair opposite mine, before taking a seat. I glanced up to speak but was met with a face I knew almost too well.
"Becca, I'm sorry again for your loss," Tariq said, his voice sincere. "Your father was a visionary."
"I know. Thank you, Tariq," I replied, composed.
Tariq cleared his throat. "So concerning our little problem, I have a proposal."
I sat up eager to hear what solution he came up with. "A temporary marriage. It would take your cousin and lawyer off your back as you would be fulfilling your father's wish..."
My gaze wandered, considering the implications. "in a way, yeah," I said urging him to continue.
"...and I believe it's the best decision for you," Tariq concluded. I nodded, thanked him, and told him I would think about it before giving my response as he left.
Meanwhile, in a building miles away...
A man dressed was surveying the lavish penthouse apartment with a mix of familiarity and discontent. He had just gotten out of the couch where he had fallen asleep last night. The city skyline twinkled outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, a reminder of the endless possibilities that lay beyond these walls. Yet, he couldn't shake the feeling of stagnation.
For quite a while, he'd lived the life of a playboy, indulging in every whim and desire. Even the public labels him as the "NEW YORK's FINEST CEO PLAYBOY."
Beautiful women, exotic destinations, and luxury cars had been his constants. But lately, he feels the thrill has worn off. He could feel the emptiness as it echoed louder than the laughter of last night.
He stood up, walking to his bathroom. His eyes scanning himself as he looked at the mirror. The remnants of him attending last night's party still lingered – discarded designer shoes, disheveled hair and the faint scent of a females perfume on his shirt. He sighed, running a hand through his tousled hair.
"Time to grow up, Jeremy," he muttered to himself. Still, he couldn't resist one last hurrah. He grabbed his other phone, the one he usually use to contact his fleet of women and dialed a familiar number.
"Hey, beautiful," he said, his voice dripping with charm. "I've got a table at that new rooftop bar. Care to join me?"
He smiled, knowing he was postponing his transformation, but the allure of one final, fleeting night was too enticing to resist. For now, the playboy would prevail – just for a little while longer.
What harm could it do?
I blame my reckless drinking for my wild night with a masked stranger, who turned out to be my ruthless CEO. Who cares that I'm promised to another man? But our impromptu wedding leads to so much more than I bargained for. His dirty promises warm me. The hate turns to friendship, and makes me dream of more. He's like the most dangerous kind of wine. That's why I blame him for making me fall in love with him. But when I find out our marriage was nothing more than revenge against my family, I figured out I can exact mind too. Just when I was about to finalize my revenge, a stunning revelation was discovered. Will love overcome revenge or is happy ever after just a figment of my imagination.
"What do you mean? Don't get this wrong but we are not even friends" "Friends with benefits, stepsiblings with benefits, what the difference flower" He somehow made sense, what is the worst that can happen?" ***** Good girls don't fall for bad boys, especially not their stepbrothers. And I, Dahlia Peterson know this. There's only one problem... I might have accidentally, um... it was just one night, alright? One really good night. Panties? Yup, they're melted. It was a mistake, it doesn't mean anything. Sorry, there's two problems. Did I mention our parents are away and we're stuck home alone together for a while? I'm the responsible one. The good girl with perfect grades. And I'm trapped with a bad boy who showed me what it's like to give in to my wild side.
Oh Yes! I moaned, one if my hands on the wall while the other found its way to cover my mouth. I couldn't believe I was the one sounding like that. "This is so... so f*ck*ng good... oh sh*t; I never want this to end." "It never will, my goddess."I felt his hot breath on my ear from behind and wanted more. "More, I want more," I said in whimpers. "Please, give me more.." I knew I was acting like Oliver twist but I never wanted this to end either. The thrusting became more intense. Then, he suddenly stopped. "Oh no," he said, worry evident on his face. "I think we need to change the condom." "It's okay," I said, trying to keep my voice calm. "There's no need to worry. I can't get pregnant, so there's nothing to worry about. Just keep doing what you were doing. Please, don't stop now." *** Daphne Trego felt her life crumbling when she received a notification that Renold, her fiance, was going to be the father of another woman's child. After an intense confrontation, Daphne was left to confront the painful reality of their shattered relationship. Soon, Daphne encountered Self-made Billionaire CEO David Allen in disguise, leading to an unexpected passionate night. Even though they didn't use a condom during their one-night stand, Daphne wasn't worried - after all, one of the reasons she broke up with her ex-fiance was that she couldn't provide him a heir. However things turned out differently as Daphne found out she was pregnant... What would Daphne do when she finds out that the man she slept with is about to be married?
He's an emperor. She's but a servant. He's a werewolf, She's but an...elf? Stephen Calipher, the King of Lycans, has ruled over the supernatural kingdom, Lyall, for decades, without a mate to call his own. Aurora Evel has a slightly unique feature, unfortunately, those features brought trouble to her doorstep. However, where there's a damsel in distress, there's a chance for a hero. But when she finds herself in the arms of the Alpha King Stephen, will her unique features be a blessing or a curse?
The many nights here with the Rossi men have left me on a whole roller coaster of emotions possible, but as I stand here with Dimitri's hand on my waist, the familiar guilt overcomes me. Guilt for having a crush on my boyfriend's brother - and my professor. For two years, Arabella Lucia has been in a relationship with Blake Rossi until one afternoon, he isn't hers anymore. Shattered by his betrayal, Arabella's sole comfort becomes her sinfully hot tattooed professor who explains Shakespeare in class enigmatically and whispers filthy things in her ears when they are alone. He becomes her passion. Her addiction. She becomes his obsession. But fate has other plans and getting it on with your ex-boyfriend's brother never ends well.
This is not your regular werewolf story, this is more. Isabel has a power so rare that it magnifies with every emotion she has. However, she has been through so much in the last ten years. Her werewolf father abandoned her, and she had to deal with her mother's death alone. Her auntie, Rose took her in, and they had to move around a lot over the years after that tragic occurrence. Now Rose wants Isabel to stay with her in the town she left ten years ago. When she arrives, everything comes to light. Secrets long buried rise to the surface, and she's faced with the irresistible Alpha Mark, her fated mate. Will Isabel's fragile control shatter under the weight of her emotions, or will she harness her power to reclaim her destiny?
Kaelyn devoted three years tending to her husband after a terrible accident. But once he was fully recovered, he cast her aside and brought his first love back from abroad. Devastated, Kaelyn decided on a divorce as people mocked her for being discarded. She went on to reinvent herself, becoming a highly sought-after doctor, a champion racer, and an internationally renowned architectural designer. Even then, the traitors sneered in disdain, believing Kaelyn would never find someone. But then the ex-husband’s uncle, a powerful warlord, returned with his army to ask for Kaelyn’s hand in marriage.
"Mr. Evans, please maintain some dignity. Don't forget I'm your brother's wife!" Having caught her husband and best friend together in the bed, Elena wanted nothing more than to exact revenge on the people she once called family. She refused to be a pitiful divorcee and vowed to make everyone who had once looked down on her beg for forgiveness. And to start with her newfound freedom, Elena indulges in a one-night stand with a stranger. However, what was meant to be a fleeting escape turns into a nightmare when she learns that the stranger is none other than her husband's older brother! Would Elena be free from the shackles of her marriage? Or would the mysterious stranger make her life a living hell since he seemed to have a personal vendetta against his family? [The story is 18+ and involves mature content.]
In her previous life, Kimberly endured the betrayal of her husband, the cruel machinations of an evil woman, and the endless tyranny of her in-laws. It culminated in the bankruptcy of her family, and ultimately, her death. After being reborn, she resolved to seek retribution against those who had wronged her, and ensure her family's prosperity. To her shock, the most unattainable man from her past suddenly set his sights on her. "You may have overlooked me before, but I shall capture your heart this time around."
Sawyer, the world's top arms dealer, stunned everyone by falling for Maren—the worthless girl no one respected. People scoffed. Why chase a useless pretty face? But when powerful elites began gathering around her, jaws dropped. "She's not even married to him yet—already cashing in on his power?" they assumed. Curious eyes dug into Maren's past... only to find she was a scientific genius, a world-renowned medical expert, and heiress to a mafia empire. Later, Sawyer posted online. "My wife treats me like the enemy. Any advice?"
On the day of their wedding anniversary, Joshua's mistress drugged Alicia, and she ended up in a stranger's bed. In one night, Alicia lost her innocence, while Joshua's mistress carried his child in her womb. Heartbroken and humiliated, Alicia demanded a divorce, but Joshua saw it as yet another tantrum. When they finally parted ways, she went on to become a renowned artist, sought out and admired by everyone. Consumed by regret, Joshua darkened her doorstep in hopes of reconciliation, only to find her in the arms of a powerful tycoon. "Say hello to your sister-in-law."
Janice, the long-forgotten legitimate heiress, made her way back to her family, pouring her heart into winning their hearts. Yet, she had to relinquish her very identity, her academic credentials, and her creative works to her foster sister. In return for her sacrifices, she found no warmth, only deeper neglect. Resolute, Janice vowed to cut off all emotional bonds. Transformed, she now stood as a master of martial arts, adept in eight languages, an esteemed medical expert, and a celebrated designer. With newfound resolve, she declared, "From this day forward, no one in this family shall cross me."