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Married to a cold billionaire

Chapter 2 The Contract Wife

Word Count: 1263    |    Released on: 15/12/2024

: The Con

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ckwood's penthouse. As I entered the vast room, which was very diff

he world was just outside my door. The space had a stark, even inhospitable feel to it thanks to sleek fur

ed, "Your room is down the hall," in

rap and turned to fac

tying his tie. He walked with the dexterity of someone w

room's door. With immaculate white walls, a king-sized bed with immaculate sheets,

e following year, this was my new existence. Luxurious, fanta

les were presented as orderl

about a business merger, "We will maintain separate living

s I prodded the well co

ublic gatherings. No changes to the scri

meras and questioning made

vailable to you for persona

s darted to me as if he dare

eye and replied, "I'

he corner, but it wasn

back. Additionally, Elena, prudence is crucial. If there is any depart

hat was becoming tighter in

g routine of Adrian's home life. I felt like an outsid

r locked in his office. I made an effort to establish a pattern, reading in the v

rances were a ve

photographers as soon as we got out of the vehicle. Adrian put his hand on the

" he said, so softly

hurt my cheeks,

were quick and

ou two get

married to one of the

ng to have c

nded to each one, and as I stumbled,

ry with a suave "she's still adjusting." "

spoke outside of these occasio

as calculated as his moves, and he was courteous yet aloof. I once brought him

es from his laptop, he

ore, I stood at the doorway. "Ar

his face inscrutable.

nversations, it

ut tangible. His dark, unfathomable eyes would sometimes linger on me when he thought I wasn't looking. A

own at one of thos

s, Adrian adjusted his cufflinks in the

than normal as he sa

t it," but the zip

thout saying anything. As he pushed the zipper up, his fingertips

ands lingered for a little too long, and as I glanced u

e night was the

d by another person's anxious, muffled voice. I got o

I paused, feeling gui

at it takes." "I want to bury

ond speaker said, quic

that easy. If th

er my foot as I bent

ices c

voice was piercing

oat. A shudder ran down my spine as he stood th

"What are yo

cing for an explana

however. He moved in closer, sha

, "You'll forget whatever you think you hea

e like a noose, and as I looked into

efore I could stop myself, the words

me since I'd met him. And instead

e when he ordered, "G

lingered in my though

ve been terrified by the size

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Married to a cold billionaire
Married to a cold billionaire
“BLURB: I was not interested in marrying a billionaire. Last but not least is Adrian Blackwood, the sly, cold man who came into my life with a contract instead of a proposal. For a year, I would pretend to be his perfect wife in exchange for his paying off my debilitating debt. Simple, isn't it? No, it wasn't. Adrian's smoldering gaze, his rare acts of charity, and the way he held me when no one else was looking made it impossible to keep my heart out of the equation. I knew there would be no forever, no love, and no commitment. But there are rules that are designed to be disregarded. Then I found out I was having a baby. I was scared of his reaction, so I left without telling him. For three years, away from the shadow of his wealth and buildings, I made a quiet life for myself and my daughter. But secrets are never really hidden. When Adrian enters my gallery carrying a painting that I could have done alone, my time is finished. His penetrating eyes scream for answers, and his presence shakes the foundation of the life I've created. He says in a voice as menacing as the storm in his eyes, "I think we need to talk." Then, in a flash, everything collapses. Because Adrian Blackwood is not content with answers; he wants everything. How can I protect my heart when the man who could destroy us both is the father of my child?”