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Mr CEO’s Accidental Bride

Genevieve 'Eve' Roman, popularly known as the ‘rebellious heiress’ had always believed she had everything at her disposal―wealth, beauty, fame, and fortune. But it all changed when she was assigned by her father to marry someone thrice her age. Going against her father, she fled from their home. Embarrassed and feeling betrayed by his daughter, her father disowned Eve and threw her and her mother out of the house. Left with nowhere else to go, Eve needed a way out, and there just so happened to be a spot right next to the most dangerous man in the country. ~ Rhett Russell, the country's heartthrob, was just as dark and dangerous as he was charming. He was known as the most mysterious man of the country, with none of his personal life known by the press. He needed someone to help complete his plan, and that was when he met her―the fallen heiress, Eve. A drunken one-night-stand resulted in her pregnancy, a perfect revenge for Rhett against Eve's family. She was his perfect puzzle piece. He was her way out. To get out of her father's clutches, would Eve be willing to dive from one hell to another? Or would this loveless marriage with a stranger end up disastrous for them all?

Success_Moses_9345 · Urban
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232 Chs

Two Red Lines

"A long time you say, Eve?" Genevieve nodded frantically. She was telling the truth.

"Now answer this, when the both of you had sex did he use protection or were you on birth control?" She asked the most obvious question and right there Genevieve could see her world crashing down.

They didn't use any. She couldn't get the recollection of what happened that night but she was sure the man didn't use protection because she didn't see any foul wrappers that morning. And she wasn't on pills either, she didn't see any reason to take any but now that she think about it, she was having a deep regret about not taking one.

"You didn't use one?" Isabella's voice pulled her from her stirring thoughts.

She looked at her with wide eyes, she blinked as she tried to process everything.

"See I was right." Isabella began.

"Right about what?" Genevieve asked.

"I was right about this," she pointed at her belly and then at the bathroom door,