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I'm The Fake Wife Of Mr, CEO

I'm The Fake Wife Of Mr, CEO

"Carizza, are you okay? ” Kisha asked me. "Wherever? ” I asked back. "There's a lot of trouble outside, there's a couple who want to buy a girl and the boss doesn't agree," answered Kisha, which surprised me. VWFS which means virgin wife for sale. the business is legal and it's operating all over the world, it's not a forced sale the both sides are agreed to the terms and conditions. I nodded and we entered the group together. how much you will pay are specific time values, he is not a lifetime wife if that does not depend on the flow of money you give to the company. The safety is strict too. "I heard that woman tripled her price just to buy one of us" "Why doesn't the boss want to agree, it's obvious to burden that customer" muttered the other women. Take care of our body, from head to chin. There are also trainings on what to do as a wife. the only rule not to be violated is that sex between the buyers and the product is prohibited. You're safety first. "I'm really sorry, but the purchase from Carizza is really limited. And she got the highest value among the girls. we don't just sell him without the screening" I was shocked to hear my name. "Te, it looks like you are the woman's bet" Kisha teased me. I seriously watch them in front. I am Carizza Laurise Somorostro, also known as the highest paid wife. The limited edition woman. I'm the only one who has very few buyers, but when I do, it's a lot of money. I am skilled with everything and my ratings are high. My time value is 6 months from my original price which is 5.6 million and he already has benefits depends on the customers demand and request. They looked at me when they noticed my presence. Lawrence and I met eyes, I know why he didn't want me to sell right now. All the girls look at me with a question face. A sophisticated woman who had just been debating with our boss about buying me made a habit of looking at me. i am shocked, all buyers here it's either men or couples. She walked towards me, held my arms and pressed them gently as if I was something she really wanted. I smiled at his smile. I lived anonymously, I was able to live alone. "My dear, can I buy you? promise you won't regret your decision, I can pay, name the amount. I also promise your safety. I'll hire bodyguards and buy all you want just let me buy you" he pleaded. Lawrence approached us and pulled me behind him. Lawrence Reyno, VWFS owner. "Ma'am we can't really consider what you want. Carizza's service is limited time only. ” he reminded the woman who was now depressed and looked really desperate for what she wanted. She walks closer and presents her card. "Maybe this will help the situation? ” she calmly asked, Sir Lawrence accepted the card and his jaw almost dropped in shock. “L-Lanzaderas?” he called and my colleagues gasped at the same time. Fear, panic, and restlessness. What's happening? "I'm Georgianna Lanzaderas, the wife of Yhulo Lanzaderas. I'll ask you again, Mr. Lawrence. Can I get this beautiful maiden right here? ” he asked seriously and gave me a look. Sir Lawrence swallowed and nodded without hesitation. "Y-yes miss, Kisha please prepare the contract" Sir Lawrence ordered in a panic that Kisha was also panicking. all of them you can't paint the faces. The woman approached me. I don't know what kind of people they are and why my colleagues can act like this. I'm just curious, why would a husband want to buy a woman to be someone's wife? "My dear Carizza, do you accept my offer to buy you? ” asked Mrs. Lanzaderas. I felt Kisha approaching me and motioned for me to say yes. And so did others. I looked behind them and looked at Sir Lawrence who also nodded. "Yes, Mrs. Lanzaderas. I'll do my service for six months" I announced with a smile that they immediately shook their heads. "No darling, its a lifetime service. You'll be the wife of my husband, Yhulo Lanzaderas" my eyes widened and my mouth fell open. WHAT??? did she just say that i'll take her place and be the WIFE OF HER OWN HUSBAND? What is she thinking? Does his wife know this?
Bound To My Ex: The Billionaire's Trap

Bound To My Ex: The Billionaire's Trap

Eight years ago, Alaina forced herself to say the most vicious, heartless things to break up with her fiercely loyal college boyfriend, protecting him from his billionaire family's wrath. Now, she is a top maxillofacial surgeon, and Jarred Mcknight has returned as the ruthless CEO of Wall Street's most powerful corporation. Their worlds collide in the ER, but Jarred isn't alone. He is accompanying his rumored heiress fiancée. His eyes are pure ice. He treats Alaina with a suffocating, clinical detachment, fiercely protecting the heiress from Alaina's medical examination. The professional slap in the face shatters Alaina's heart all over again. Later, at an exclusive restaurant, Jarred catches Alaina on a miserable, forced blind date. Still believing she left him for money and status, he publicly mocks her for working herself to the bone just to climb the ladder. Her sleazy date, humiliated by the billionaire's sheer dominance, turns his bruised ego on Alaina. On the dark street outside, the lawyer aggressively grabs her arm, trying to force himself on her. Alaina thought Jarred despised her. She thought he had completely moved on, leaving her to drown in the memories of the future they never had. But why did Jarred suddenly explode from the shadows like a lethal predator, brutally snapping the lawyer's wrist just for touching her? Pinning her trapped against the cold brick wall, Jarred's dark eyes burn with a terrifying, unhinged possessiveness. "Is this the kind of garbage you date now?" The eight years of separation mean nothing. The billionaire hasn't let her go, and this time, there is no escape.
C.E.O'S Regret

C.E.O'S Regret

Blurb "Please, trust me Luke, I didn't poison your meal, I can't sign this divorce document" Sarah cried out with a pleading eyes. "Sign them now, or you won't like to see me in the next second" he fired, squeezing the pen into her hand. <<<<< Sarah and Luke love story was a kind all couples both young and old will live to imitate. But suddenly, Luke, who was an angel to Sarah, turns to be the demon she never knew the hatred and beat her to pulp as slight mistake. She thinks so hard of what might be wrong with him, yet she couldn't find until one when she came back from work to pick an urgent document only to see her husband and her best friend in her marital bed having sex and still got beaten for it by Luke. A life of slavery all the time, she decided to marry Luke due to the pain her manipulative stepmother had always caused her, she was happy she found a man who was ready to marry her, but then he turns to be the worst human to endure with, yet she stayed behind. Keila, her best friend who she tells her story now betrayed her, even moving in to leave with them. She was turned a slave in her husband's house while Keila made mockery of her, sometimes lies again her to Luke just to get Sarah beaten up. But what happened when Luke food was poisoned and Sarah was pointed to be the suspect? Luke decided to divorce her and move ahead with Keila, will Sarah ever war to win him back, or will she leave? When she discovered she was pregnant, will she accept to give her baby out? All she sought was revenge and nothing more.
Bully King Became My Husband

Bully King Became My Husband

Warning: 18+ ‘‘Felicia...’’ he whimpered as he entered me from behind. I bit the inside of my lower lip to keep a muffled scream from coming out, which was very close to happening. Marcus positioned his hands on my hips and began to find his rhythm in a way that was deliberate but profound. I arched slightly to allow Marcus to knead my breasts after his hands crept underneath me and into the space between them. While he was rolling my nipples between his fingers, I was having a terrible time stifling the groans that were coming out of my mouth. ‘‘It’s okay, baby…’’ he whispered into my ear. ‘‘Just moan for my name…’’ I rested my cheek against the pillow, my eyelids immediately closed tightly, and every time Marcus thrust into me, I was pushed forward, but his pace was slow, and he always pulled out completely before entering me again, making sure that I took every inch of him. ‘‘Felicia…’’ his voice was shaking as he whispered my name, his hand moved to rub my clit, and I felt like my body was about to explode. My thoughts were all over the place, and I'm at a loss for anything else to say. ‘‘Don’t---’’ my words were cut short due to the extreme pleasure he was giving me. ***** Felicia is a sixteen years old high school student and was about to confess her love to her crush on the first day of the new term, however, she was stopped by Marcus, the bully king in her class and she accidentally fell down the stairs. When she woke up, she found her traveled into the world ten years later. To her surprise, the bully king in her school became her husband, but what made her shocked even more was that they had a three year old son!
Contract Marriage With My Secret Zillionaire Husband

Contract Marriage With My Secret Zillionaire Husband

My family went bankrupt overnight, leaving me to face a mountain of predatory debt. Instead of standing by my side, my billionaire fiancé's mother threw a five-million-dollar check on the marble table, demanding I take the money and disappear from her son's life forever. Meanwhile, my former social circle mocked my downfall. They secretly took photos of me meeting with ruthless loan sharks, waiting for me to come crawling back to beg for charity. I didn't give them the satisfaction. I legally took on my father's massive debt, threw the check back, and ruthlessly dumped my fiancé. To stop my heartbroken mother from worrying, I lied and told her I had already found a new, reliable boyfriend. But the lie was a ticking time bomb. My malicious rival even forced her way into my cramped apartment, demanding to meet this mysterious man, laughing that he must live in a dumpster. I was suffocating under the pressure. I had nothing, and I had no idea how I was supposed to magically produce a husband to get these toxic people off my back. Until a dying stranger I helped in the park made a final wish. His grandson—my cold, aloof high school upperclassman, Caleb Barnes—handed me a watertight prenuptial agreement at the hospital. "Marry me," Caleb said flatly. "I get to give my grandfather peace. You get a shield against your family." I picked up the pen and signed my name.