The Billionaire's Secret Son.

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h thoughts of being a billionaire's contract wife and the tantalizing financial possibilities that lay before me. The pros

ity was busy buzzed with business and energy of the chang

y artwork that lined the walls and the comforting f

iting to prepare myself for my gallery shop, but my heart and body was so lazy. My fingers

d words, I whispered in a untold story in my heart. My

ate, I couldn't talk to anyone, my business partners,

by the soft sound of footsteps once again approaching from behind. I turned to see Oliver standing

thick with our unspoken words and our unfulfill

is walks was breaking the he

hia, I hope you sl

has gone far away from where I was sitting.

e called me like so many tim

not intruding once

billionaire mogul once again. His presence bo

been thinking a lot about your proposal lately to

r any hint of my decision, his expre

o listen to it,

spect your choice. Please, tell m

I met Oliver's looks wi

to accept your p

appiest man on earth now, you have made me happy and c

see where it takes us." I believe that this a

cision, a happiness of something unidentifiable

contract marriage papers soon. This your decision worthy o

mething truly remarkable for both of us. Le

hat would be the lines between business and pleasure, reality and illus

events, business meetings, and public appearances, presenting a united front

ected around our hearts began to crumble, revealing our vul

us is growing stronger as we confronted our fears, insecurities,

in the midst of chaos and confusion. As we faced the intricacies of our contract marriage, a sense of unity and

lations as we journey into emotional bound together

beginning, our hearts dancing in our destinies that wo

t's see if the rules of the cont