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A Stolen Kiss From THE CEO!

WARNING [MATURE CONTENT] Ella clenched her chest and tried to scream but an invisible hand was placed over her mouth. The nurse brought out a sharp and pointy knife. "Let's carve out that dead baby, shall we?" She took off her veil only to reveal Chloe's face. "Chloe!" She said inaudibly as she thrashed and wrestled to save herself and her baby. "No!" "No!" ... After five years of hard work, commitment, and devotion to the fashion company she worked for, Twenty-four years old Ariella, 'Ella', was more angry than devastated when she didn't get promoted to creative director, a position she not only qualified for, but one she deserved. While she is trying to figure out her next move, Ariella finds herself entangled in a contract marriage arrangement with Leon Treshvier-- The very bossy, arrogant, and playboy billionaire CEO of a rival fashion company. Will Ariella be able to tame her playboy husband? Will she be able to keep up with the demands of their contract and achieve her sole purpose of creating a niche for herself in the fashion world? ---- Welcome! Thanks for choosing this book. This is my first and I promise a thrilling ride for all lovers of this genre. Please add to your collection list, drop a review and support the growth of the book with gifts, power stone and golden tickets. You can also check out my new books: FALLING FOR A VICIOUS MIND! ABIGAIL'S DILEMMA Thank you all. Book cover does not belong to me. Kudos to artist.

Tres_Aguila · Urban
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Ella could feel her heart thumping erratically as she watched her phone ringing for the second time.

Her eyes narrowed and slightly darkened as she focused them on her nosily ringing mobile phone resting on her desk.

Her head was filled with so many processing thoughts that were popping out scary answers.

One of the most terrifying questions of them all was; 'where did Leon spend the night?'

Even when she wanted to go over to her desk and receive the call, her feet refused to cooperate with the instructions of her brain.

It felt as though her feet were on a solo protest as they remained glued to the ground.

"Ella, you need to receive your husband's call," Denise said softly.

Although Denise was standing next to her, Ella felt as though Denise was a mile away. She could see her mouth moving but her words were very faint and difficult for her to understand.

"I can't believe Leon left the house with his stuff," Ella reiterated.