A Billionaire's Marriage Contract

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bout her family. Ethan, who knew exactly what V

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Always talking about bills and your mother and problems." His eyes swept over her, cold now. "You're boring, Ava. And y

utal and clean. Vanessa tilted her hea

cave in. But when she spoke, her

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nder that even if they had shredded her pride tonight, th

at. The silence stret

who had forgotten her by morning and betrayed her by night, and suddenly she sa

e, not in front of Ethan, not in front of Vanessa, not while they sat wrapped in stolen pleas

d around and

hey still had power over her. Instead she closed it quietly behind her and kept walking unt

me once. Just once. It was weak, half-hearted, and

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er the city in furious sheets, soaking her hair, her dress, and her skin

p and looked down at the cake in her hands. The box had bent inward. Pi

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spered to herself, and th

he box landed with a soft, humiliating thud. Ava s

mother's empty chair, and fear waiting in every corner. Ethan was gone. Her pride was gone

give her sympathy, not money. The bank had already turned her down twice. Her friends were as broke as sh

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lips together

arms wrapped around herself, every breath unsteady. Her dress clung to her skin like ice. Strands

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and vanished before she could rea

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rain and darkness like temptation its

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hed black hoods gleaming under the rain. Everything about the place screamed money. It was the kind of place Ava never entered, where

ould go home, charge her phone,

shaking, staring at that glowing sig

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. Temporary. But tonight,

ong the curb. She climbed the short steps, her hand trembling as

first. Then mus

er. Her wet shoes left small prints on the polished floor, and for a moment she felt painfully

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