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A Billionaire's Marriage Contract

Chapter 4 four

Word Count: 1367    |    Released on: 22/10/2026

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that,

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or furious with him. All I knew was that I neede

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onto the small table, and immediate

kicked off my shoes a

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A Billionaire's Marriage Contract
A Billionaire's Marriage Contract
“On her 24th birthday, Ava Hart loses everything: her boyfriend to her own stepsister, and any hope of paying for her mother's life-saving surgery. One reckless night with a stranger was supposed to be her escape. Then she walks into her new job and meets her cold, ruthless CEO. It's him. Damien Blackwell trusts no one, feels nothing, and needs a wife in 30 days. Ava needs $80,000 and a miracle. His offer is simple: one year, one contract, no feelings. But Damien has a secret. He's been watching Ava long before that night at the bar. And when the rules start to break, so does his heart. Because the one woman he swore never to fall for may be the only one who can destroy him. *One contract. One lie. One mistake he can't undo.*”