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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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474 Chs

I Need You To Leave

Leon stared at his wife for a few seconds in silence, unsure of what to do to make her acknowledge his presence. The fact that she spoke to Denise but refused to look in his direction was both tormenting and excruciatingly painful.

This was the first time Ella had shunned him coldly since their marriage. She had been angry at him for one or two misunderstandings in the past but not to the extent of avoiding his touch.

Although Leon tried to shield the hurt in his eyes, he couldn't stand the fact that Denise was standing beside his wife or talking to her.

He needed his wife's attention and as usual, Denise was intruding. He thought of saying something to Denise but instead looked in the direction of Tom.

Tom, who quickly understood his friend's non-verbal communication rose to his feet and slowly walked towards Denise. He wanted to give Denise ample time to bond with her bestie before separating them briefly.