The Devilish Billionaire's Bride

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tborn. This could be the case if we were getting married for real. Fuck, I'm babbling now. Clearing my throat, I sit up straight, dropping

eaning back in her chair, as though she doesn't give a damn if we get married on Staten Island. Real or not, don't girls love b

ut, they decided to get us married and merge the businesses. The business part is their problem. You don't have to answer them,"

ters to us and we don't know or care if they merged their business," I clarif

ch we haven't received yet..." I supply further, her lips quirking in an almost smile as I talk about the business."And we will get them.

NO. She is relaxed, like I reduced her sentence for life imprisonment. Is that how she feels about the marriage? I sure did

oposing to you. She is actually rooting for us. So we have to deal with her; she's a very special woman in my life. We do not have to pretend anything in public; we'll just be the modest couple avoiding PDA mome

walk-in closet too, I will buy a big sofa. I can s

?" She asked. So a marriage contract is o

ll be risk involved. You will still have your independence. You are free to do anything you like, as long as t

lse finding out, Mr. Jefferson. If you are with someone. Then I prefer it remains a secret. I won't play the poor wife whose husband cheats on her.

ong with the prenuptial. I will sign." A prenup, seriously. And here I w

lse for a full day, and In the weekends I'll come back here. So better plan a night out somewhere without paparazzi involved." She has planned ev

y mother might contact you for wedding preparations. It's going to be just a few of

rd..." I begin to spe

know, mother told me." She sighs

t myself. Is this a mistake, Is my mother the only innocent one in here. I put the coffee mug down, satisfied for now that she has said yes to the prenup. She can't take a dime from me. I didn't know

ound and look at her with

rt side in me fogged my brain again as I watch her lips close around the rim of her coffee mug.

. Me." She enunciate

I need something to sa

re evil" I thoug

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ust below his eyes, focusing on the mole, which, in my opinion, only adds to his sex appeal. I should have averted my gaze after rea

alm out for me to take. Without even realizing it, I placed my hand in his. The touch sent

shes, and treat you like the princess you are. In return, you just have to cook for me. Because sweetheart.! I suck at that." He spoke in a dreamy voice like we were in Shakespeare

all me, Bryce." With that, he lef

he sensation. I have only wished to have someone in my life, and say those things to me. It wasn't romanti

, with concern and anger laced in her voic

ng. He just told me about the contract and

. Did you talk to you

first memory together, I won't recall the wait for the past few days, the constant thudding of heart against my ribcage every time my phone rang, every time the door to the cafe opened. Just him on his knees, and that smile. So I decided to treasure this moment, keeping it to mys

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. I should bury these feelings, and nip them in the bud before I could give myself more hope. It's a contract marriage. We will part ways as soon as th

mine alone, and I won't share them with him. I don't want his agreement on this. I can