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Substitute Bride: Healing The Broken Billionaire

Substitute Bride: Healing The Broken Billionaire

To save her family from bankruptcy, Serena was forced into her twin sister's wedding dress to marry a notorious, paralyzed billionaire. On her wedding night, she tried to escape the terrifying mansion, only to be violently stopped by her own father. He dug his thick fingers into her bruised arm and threatened to cut off her hospitalized sister's life support if she dared to run away. Trapped with no way out, Serena endured harsh humiliation from her new husband, Julian, who thought she was just a desperate gold digger thanks to her stepmother's sabotage. The next morning, things got even worse. Julian's terrifying grandmother, the family matriarch, threw a ten-million-dollar check at her. "Take the money and file for a quiet annulment today. Leave the cripple immediately." "If you refuse, I will personally ensure your family is crushed into dust before Friday." Serena stared at the crisp paper that could instantly buy her freedom and save her sister. Her own father was using her sister's life as blackmail, and Julian's own flesh and blood treated him like a disposable liability. But she remembered the traumatized, broken man who had blindly held her hand through a severe PTSD attack the night before. She didn't take the easy money. Instead, Serena slid the check right back across the polished mahogany table. "My marriage to Julian is not for sale," she stated firmly, officially declaring war on the powerful matriarch.
THE CEO'S SECRET BRIDE

THE CEO'S SECRET BRIDE

I am ANNABEL DRAKE, a woman who has spent her entire life in the shadows of others. A forgotten girl child, and also an underestimated employee, in fact I am everything you can think of because I have been through a lot . It started after my father was imprisoned for a crime he didn't commit. My family lost everything: our fortune, our home, and most painfully, our dignity. My mother fell ill under the weight of disgrace, and I became the sole provider, fighting every day just to keep us alive. When an unexpected job opportunity lands in my lap, I see it as an opening way out of poverty and struggle. Working as an executive assistant for Carson Clair, the almighty billionaire CEO of Sonclair Enterprises, isn't easy. He's rude, and unnecessarily leading over everyone in a bad manner, and I can tell you unapologetically that he's everything I despise in a man. But the paycheck is good, and I need it. Then, the unimaginable happens after a few months. Carson makes me an offer I can't refuse because it is such a juicy offer. It was a contract marriage. He needs a wife to secure a billion-dollar deal, and in exchange, he promises to clear my father's name, pay off my mother's medical bills, and set me up for life. It sounds like a dream... until I realize I'm falling for him. Just as I start to believe that maybe, just maybe, this arrangement could turn into something real, my world shatters again. I discovered a secret which was actually the truth and it changed everything. Carson isn't who I thought he was. And neither is the man I've been secretly confiding in... Fred Mark. One is lying. The other is using me. But the worst part? I don't know which one. And by the time I figure it out, it might already be too late.
THE CEO'S PROPERTY

THE CEO'S PROPERTY

"Wait! Where are you taking me?" I anxiously asked. I already have an idea of where he's taking me, but my mind is still hopeful for a positive answer. It seems unlikely now as he takes large strides towards the Police Station. "Just a moment, Mister! Please don't take me there! I haven't done anything wrong to you," I plead, on the verge of tears. "You trespassed," he replies, pulling me along. I almost stumble due to the force of his grip on my wrist. "I was just hiding!" I shout, but all I can see is his broad back. Handsome? The hell, Adriana? You still have time to compliment this guy despite what he's doing to you? Blood rushes to my face as we finally enter the station. Cubicles and policemen fill every corner. People are complaining, and some are even arguing, with a police officer trying to intervene. Good heavens, Adriana. What have you gotten yourself into? "Good evening. What's the matter?" A police officer greets us and quickly approaches. I force a laugh and shake my head. "Nothing, sir! Just passing by—" "I saw her hiding inside my car. I don't know her. What charges can I file against her?" he interrupts. My lips part in horror. I look at the man beside me, briefly seeing how handsome he is. But fear and anxiety prevent me from admiring him further. "Quit it! I'm just avoiding my debtor!" "Did she steal anything, Sir?" I shift my gaze to the police officer. He looks at me for a moment. I sniff, holding back tears. "None. I don't have important things in my car. But I don't like the idea of a stranger hiding inside it while I'm out. Don't you think it's dangerous? What if she has malicious intentions?" My forehead wrinkles at his words. With one hand, I slap his arm. How pretentious! "And what harm could I do to you? Look at your huge physique! Do you think I can do anything to you? And even if you have important stuff inside your car, I don't care!" I yell in frustration. People are now looking at us, but I ignore them. Damn! I feel so frustrated and messed up right now. What does he think of me? Committing a crime? Being a thief? If only I could reveal my true life situation, I would. But I can't. I gulp as the man's dark eyes settle on me. He raises an eyebrow, as if finding my words unbelievable. "This woman seems to be telling the truth, Sir. She looks decent and doesn't seem like she'd do anything mischievous," the police officer says, looking at me. I smile at him, relieved that he sees me as a decent person. The policeman smiles back, but his gaze travels down my body. I frown at the kind of look he's giving me. "Looks can be deceiving. Send her to jail and let her stay there until tomorrow. If you won't do it, I have no choice but to file a complaint against you," he says, releasing his grip on my arm.