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The Bodyguard I Hired Is My Billionaire Husband

The Bodyguard I Hired Is My Billionaire Husband

My father sold me to a monster to settle a debt. One minute I was a debutante at a gala, and the next, I was being hunted through the service corridors by my own stepmother’s security. I scrambled into a dark penthouse to hide, only to be pinned against the wall by a man whose body felt like a wall of searing heat. He smelled of rain and expensive cedar, his voice a low, pained growl as he gripped my wrist so hard the bone nearly ground together. The next morning, the "Wall Street Monster" arrived at our estate to collect his prize. My father signed the contract without reading a single page, trading me for a wire transfer while my sister laughed at my impending doom. "I heard he uses knives in bed," Kacy whispered, "Hope you have thick skin, sis." A balding, cruel man claimed to be my husband, but it was the silent bodyguard standing in the shadows who caught my tray when I stumbled. His touch sent a jolt of electricity through my veins, and his voice was the same gravelly baritone from the dark room the night before. I was terrified, caught in a web of lies about a disfigured beast who supposedly broke women for sport. I didn't understand why this "bodyguard" was looking at me with such predatory intensity, or why he was the only one who stepped in when my father tried to shove me. Then, inside the car, the bodyguard took off his sunglasses to reveal piercing blue eyes and a face that was devastatingly handsome. "I am Gideon Blackburn," he said, his voice dropping to a dangerous rumble. "And in this house, there is only one rule: Never lie to me." The monster wasn't who they said he was, and he was about to show my family exactly what happens when you try to destroy something that belongs to him.
 Pregnant With The CEO's Child And Being Hunted

Pregnant With The CEO's Child And Being Hunted

"Not only is Kiara so stupid thinking I love her, she's fat, ugly and stinky and unlike you darling, you have the perfect skin, lips and shape. No doubt you're the finest woman here in Q city." “Really?” the lady asked him with smile covering her red painted lips. "Then, why are you still with her? Why don't you get married to me instead?" “Of course I'll get married to you and not her. So be rest assured..." ......... Kiara Dean thought she had the perfect life. Born from a wealthy family, with her boyfriend so crazy in love with her, what else could she ask for. Unexpectedly, she found out her boyfriend didn't love her as he claimed and even had an affair with another lady behind her back. Having caught him, she went to a bar to drink her pain away and had a one-night-stand with a stranger. It was like being bitten by a dog! She got pregnant and gave birth to a child for the stranger. Years later, she bumped into the most powerful man in the city who had identical appearance of her kid and she was shocked. Could he be the one? Is he be the father of my kid?" She shivered. Unbeknownst to her, she was acquainted to him than she thought. The powerful man pinned her down, placing a kiss on her lips while saying affectionately, "Don't try to escape again because you're the woman of my dreams.." She was stunned. Was he really the father of her kid?
Winning The Heart Of A Cold Man

Winning The Heart Of A Cold Man

I slowly got out of the car after it stopped at the place I was going to. I am here now at a cafe where I will wait for my fiance. "Mr. Heynam, I'll just wait here outside." My driver promised. I just nodded to what he said and immediately entered the cafe. The place was filled with the coffee's aroma. It felt so nice. . . . I groaned. I looked at my watch several times but the person I was waiting for was still not here. 'It's been thirty minutes already!' I sighed. "Mr. Heynam?" I was surprised when someone suddenly called my last name. I immediately looked at him. "Ah-- It's me." I said and stood up. I reached out my hand to shake hands but he didn't accept it and just sat on the other side of the table. I smiled in awkwardness. "What did you want to discuss?" He said seriously after sitting down. "This is about our marriage. I wanted to clarify things with you first." I told him first and faced him. "I don't want to marry you when you have that boyfriend." I promise. He glared at me before uttering a word. "Do I look like a man who has time to find a lover? Do you even think that I am interested in getting married?" He asked me annoyed. I was silent. "If you also think that I have time for this, then you're wrong. If that's all you tell me, I'll leave." He said before standing up. "Mr. Alfonso." I just called. "Before you go, I want you to know that what I dislike the most in men are those who are grumpy and careless." I promised him. "If I will marry you, then I suggest you start changing your attitude towards others." I added. He just looked at me. "Are you kidding?" He said and I frowned. "What?" I'm confused by this question. "What right do you have to say that to me?" He asked me and before I could answer he approached me. His eyes were fierce. "Mr. Heynam, know your place." I was silent and my eyes widened. I clenched my fists and bit my lower lip. I just looked at Matthew Jayden Alfonso, my soon to be husband. He stared at me annoyed, "Go home." He told me, but I was silent. He sighed. "Go home and don't be stupid. I hate dealing with foolish people." He said before turning his back on me and leaving the cafe. I was blank for a moment. I'm Nah Lien Heynam. I am the fiance of the man from earlier Matthew Jayden Alfonso. We will get married soon because our families want to share our wealth. I'm also the only child of the Heynam family, so my parents have no choice but to marry me off. I hate it... but there's nothing I can do. My parents wanted more power, and as their son I couldn't do anything.
The Night I Left Him, I Was Carrying His Heir

The Night I Left Him, I Was Carrying His Heir

Seraphina's plan was simple and clinical: get pregnant with her absent billionaire husband's superior DNA, then finalize the divorce for a clean break. But after six months of a cold, empty marriage, Julian Sinclair suddenly returned. He didn't come back to sign the papers-he brought his pregnant mistress, Isabelle, with him. In a high-end boutique, Isabelle staged a dramatic fall, faking a miscarriage and pointing a trembling finger at Seraphina. "She pushed me, Julian! She tried to kill our baby!" Julian publicly sided with his mistress, looking at his wife with cold disgust before carrying Isabelle to the hospital. Yet, when Seraphina later offered to walk away and leave him to his freedom, his eyes turned into chips of ice. "Sinclairs don't get divorced," he whispered, caging her against the bedroom wall. "They become widowers." Seraphina was left trembling in pure terror and confusion. He clearly loved Isabelle and punished Seraphina like a disposable pawn, so why trap her in this loveless nightmare? Why hold onto her with such violent, suffocating possessiveness when he already had what he wanted? Pushed to the brink of despair, she got blackout drunk at a local lounge, loudly declaring she was going to steal his DNA and run. But before she could escape into the night with the help of another man, the heavy steel doors blew open. Julian stood there, a furious monster stepping out of the shadows to violently reclaim his wife, proving that her fight for freedom had only just ignited his darkest obsession.