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The Phantom Heiress And Her Fake Lover

The Phantom Heiress And Her Fake Lover

Elodie was the Evans family's adopted daughter, living in a cold, isolated room while her sister Bristol enjoyed a life of luxury. Secretly, she was a top-tier freelance operative. Her adoptive family finally found a use for her. To secure a massive corporate merger, they decided to marry her off to Elwyn Lyons, a billionaire heir rumored to be a violent, dying psychopath. They did this just to spare their precious Bristol from the exact same arrangement. When Elodie hesitated, her adoptive father showed his true colors. He threatened to cut off the life-saving medical care for Gus, the poor man who had actually raised her. Her older brother even laughed about it with his friends in the dark. "If Lyons dies, she gets nothing. If he beats her, well... she's tough to break. Either way, she's a pawn." Hearing her brother casually discuss her potential death as a business strategy was the final blow. They didn't see her as a daughter, just a disposable shield. All those years of staying quiet to keep the peace turned to ash. She realized the people she called family were monsters who would eagerly trade her life for a few patents. Elodie threw an ironclad legal separation agreement on their coffee table and walked out forever. To secure Gus's medical funds, she accepted an eight-figure commission from a mysterious client. Her mission was to play a toxic lover and publicly destroy the Lyons engagement. Little did the Evans family know, the "sickly" heir was actually in peak physical condition, and he had just hired Elodie to ruin them all.
Fraud: I never knew him.

Fraud: I never knew him.

"No, I'm not. Morgan, I'm sure about you, I'm sure about us." She places a hand on the side of my face and brushes it with her thumb. "Being with you feels right, this feels right. It's so good to be true." "It is true," I say, and she lands her forehead on mine. I can hear her anxious breathing. I place my hand on her waist and she brushes her face on mine. I come across her lips and press mine on hers. It starts as an unstable kiss, but each time our lips part, my body cries for more. I suck on her bottom lips as my hand runs through laps -underneath her dress. And I thought It was all of it until her tongue rolls into mine. As I grab her closer to me, we drop onto the bed. Caressing her lap, my hands move up, and I feel the waistband of her underwear. I feel like peeling it off, but I have no idea what we are doing -And I know I don't want it to stop. She helps me peel out my shirt. Her hands are all over my body. I hold her hands on my chest. "Sam we...we should stop," I say with an anxious breath, but she continues to kiss my chest. I zip down her dress and push it down. "Sam I don't have a condom." "We don't need it," she says. "You sure?" I ask, shock. SAM. Am I going gaga? 'We don't need it?' I'm definitely not in my right state of mind. But he looks more surprised than I am. I'm scared, not because I don't want this. "It is my first time," I say nervously. "Aren't you full of surprises, Samantha Raymond," he says, and I hate that he just reminds me of my dad at this moment. I stop myself from wondering what my dad would think of me right now. "I will go easy," he whispers in my mouth.
The Penniless Ex-Wife Is A Hidden Boss

The Penniless Ex-Wife Is A Hidden Boss

For five years, Casey played the perfect, obedient contract wife to the billionaire Bartholomew Hendricks. On their fifth anniversary, she waited five hours in front of a cold dinner, only to be called to pick him up from a club. When she arrived, she found him in a VIP room, looking softly at his assistant, Halie. Around Halie's neck was the massive blue sapphire necklace Casey thought was her anniversary gift. The crowd of elites openly mocked her, calling her the pathetic little contract wife. Halie shrank back into Bartholomew's arms and squeezed out fake tears. Instead of defending his wife, Bartholomew's eyes turned to solid ice. "Why are you interrupting my friends?" He ordered her to stop throwing a tantrum and drive him home. The humiliation peaked when his aunt violently slapped Casey across the face in a crowded hospital corridor during a family emergency. Bartholomew just watched her bleed, only caring about the family's reputation in the tabloids. Standing there with a bruised cheek and a bleeding lip, Casey looked at the man she had loved. There was no anger left, no sadness, only a freezing, absolute emptiness. She finally realized her humanity meant nothing to him. She took off her five-carat diamond ring, packed only the cheap clothes she came with, and handed him a net-zero divorce settlement. Bartholomew thought she would starve and come crawling back, completely unaware that she was secretly a multi-millionaire author who was about to turn his world upside down.
Betrayed by My Boyfriend, Married to the Billionaire CEO

Betrayed by My Boyfriend, Married to the Billionaire CEO

Adalyn carefully prepared a candlelit dinner, eagerly expecting a proposal for her five-year anniversary with Eden. Instead, he stumbled in drunk, completely forgetting the date. When his phone lit up, she uncovered a sickening secret: he was having an affair with his "fragile" intern, Bambi. The texts revealed pages of late-night confessions. Eden told Bambi that Adalyn was just "like family" now, while Bambi was his "soulmate" who made him feel alive. Nauseated, Adalyn snuffed out the candles, packed a bag, and left into the cold night, blocking him everywhere. But escaping Eden didn't solve her real nightmare. Her brother was dying of end-stage renal disease, and her mother was relentlessly hounding her for astronomical medical bills. When Eden finally tracked her down, he didn't apologize. He caused a massive public scene, angrily accusing her of throwing away five years over a moment of suspicion. Five years of unyielding devotion had been reduced to a pathetic joke, easily discarded for a helpless office intern. Cornered by a shattering betrayal and her family's desperate need for money, Adalyn felt like she was suffocating. Just as Eden aggressively grabbed her wrist to demand answers, a black Maybach glided to a silent stop beside them. "Let go, Eden. I'm married," she said calmly. The tinted window rolled down, revealing her cold, untouchable billionaire boss, Issac Carlisle. "Get in the car," he commanded, his icy gaze dismissing Eden entirely. Adalyn stepped into the luxury car, leaving her cheating ex in the dust, ready to sign her soul away in a one-year contract marriage to save her brother's life.