His Dark Angel

THREE-YEARS CONTRACT MARRIAGE WITH THE HOT BILLIONAIRE

Ashley Ray

"Sign the contract, or lose everything." I stared at the papers that would seal my fate-a three-year marriage to Julian Blackwood, the ruthless billionaire they call the Ice King. My family didn't ask. They demanded. My father's company was drowning, my stepsister's engagement had exploded, and I was the replacement bride they could sacrifice. Just another transaction. Julian made it clear on our wedding day: "Don't expect affection. Don't expect companionship. Certainly don't expect love." He refused to kiss me at the altar. He gave me a bedroom down the hall and told me to stay out of his way. I was Mrs. Blackwood in name only-a contract, a convenience, a means to an end. I accepted it. I had survived twelve years of abuse in my own home. I could survive three years of indifference in his. But then Nate, Julian's best friend, showed me kindness, and suddenly my cold husband became possessive. When my sister attacked me, he became protective. Now the man who promised me nothing is fighting his own father to keep me. The marriage that was supposed to be fake is becoming terrifyingly real and the secrets about my mother's death are threatening to destroy everything. They said Julian Blackwood destroys everything he touches. What they didn't tell me... is that sometimes destruction is exactly what you need to be reborn. With a pregnancy involved, how was I going to end this three-year marriage peacefully?

Romance Family Modern Forced love CEO Contract marriage Twist Enemies to Lovers Female-Centered

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Prologue

Meet Anna!

Her full name is Anna Smith, the clumsiest girl ever alive on the planet. Her head is always in the cloud and her best skill is tripping in thin air.

With two long braided hair and a large square eyeglasses, she looks like the typical example of a nerd.

Don't judge a book by its cover!

In spite of her nerd looks, she has no intelligence. Unless a person repeats a thing twice to thrice, her head cannot catch up. She barely passed her high school with C minus grade. She always wears a plain t-shirt with straight jeans and has no interest in grabbing people's attention.

Her motto of life is to live a peaceful college life and then get married with her crush. The only thing that she is interested in, is her crush and the only thing she is expert at, is stalking him.

Meet Danish!

His full name is Danish Dawson. He is a perfectionist. He always ranks the first in every subject and in every class.

With his blue-green eyes, slightly tanned skin and black hair, he also ranks the first in his looks in every class he attends. He is 6'4 feet making the tallest among his circle. His jaw line is the greatest weakness of Ms. Clumsy Anna. Along with the looks, he has the perfect sense of dressing.

The amazing thing about him is that he is an heir of The Dawson's enterprise, most successful company. However, the scariest thing about him is his father rules the mafia. As the heir of the mafia, his career is fixed. But, Ms. Clumsy has no idea about it. Only a thing she knows is that she is in love with him.

He fears nobody and is a pro at boxing. His weakness, he has none. He always had a stiff expressionless face and always acts cold to everyone. He hates it when people sticks close with him and always maintain his, so called personal space.

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Anna's p.o.v.

Five years before!

Few strike of lightning roared through the blue-black sky, letting a million droplets of bitter water over my sweating body. It was a gloomy day and a perfect scenario to conceal my crying heart.

No, I wasn't a happy-go-lucky person. And no, I didn't enjoy being a gloomy one either.

Pushing a lock of hair back on my ear, I wiped my tears. The drop of rain pattered on my body, expanding a tiny bit of tingling pain like feeling.

With a heavy heart and slight suffocation out of continuous hiccups, I struggle my legs on the crowded street.

It wasn't my choice neither was it my interest to get soaked on that skin numbing rain. It was just another unlucky day of mine.

Many umbrellas were there, in that crowded yet lonely street that could have given me a shield. But, I found no hand that extended to invite me in.

Well, it's not like I cared anyway.

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