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ENCHANTMENT: Love is not Real, Power is.

Sophia’s life wasn’t perfect but it was at least going her way until fate decided otherwise. Stuck in a loveless marriage but still devoting herself to her husband, who treats her like trash, and sons, who adore her, she however, finds herself betrayed by the monster of a husband she has. He was certain she couldn’t live without him as she had built her life around him, and he was more than ready to put her through a new type of hell she didn’t know existed. Except this time, she was no longer the woman he met and lived with for five years. Would he wait for her to become the groveling ex just for him to prove his superiority or would she turn him into that ex? *************************************************** “It’s you I love!!” “But you are going to be his wife for a fucking year, Soph!!!” “It’s just 365 days, my love and after which, I’ll be out and back into your arms again. We’d get married just like we’ve always planned.” “Married? When I know another man is going to be sleeping with you for a whole year.” “Never! It’s an arranged marriage and I don’t have a choice but one thing I can assure you about is the fact that there would be no sexing or even sharing of a room.” “Are you sure?” “Absolutely.” **************************************************** “I don’t know if the terms of this contract was properly explained to you but…” “Being your wife for a year and going our separate ways afterwards.” “After you’ve given birth to my baby, of course?” “What?” “That’s the whole essence of this waste of my time. My parents want a grandchild and that’s what you’re here for… WIFE!”

Blessing_Ikume · Urban
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86 Chs

CHAPTER THIRTY EIGHT

The journey from Manhattan should have been a little more stressful but it was strangely more enjoyable and relaxing. I couldn't help but allow the grin on my face grow even wider as I was suddenly reminded of the last minute offer Mrs Elizabeth Smith made about me using one of the private jets for a more comfortable travel. Although the greedy side of me wanted to grab the offer so badly, I knew it just might talk down on my reputation that I'm struggling to keep.

I wasn't born into wealth or affluence, and I most definitely do not know the true potential of power and money, and at such, I'm at a higher risk of being referred to as a gold digger. It was the unseen or better still, untold part of being married to someone not in your social class.