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A Wife for the Billionaire

-WARNING - ADULT AND MATURED SCENES WERE DEPICTED IN THIS BOOK In the game of love, these two players don't intend to win. *Dual POV:* *Richard Wellington's Story* Born with a weak heart, billionaire Richard Wellington has always shielded himself from love, fearing the risk of heartbreak. But when his parents insist he chooses a wife from a selection of 15 high-society candidates, Richard must confront his deepest fears. *Sofia Blake (Reed)'s Story* Fashion enthusiast Sofia Blake has been burned by love and believes it's a fool's game. Desperate to escape her cruel stepmother and evil stepsisters, Sofia accepts a job as Richard's personal assistant and judge for his wife search. But as she navigates the treacherous waters of high society, Sofia finds herself drawn to the one man she's supposed to resist. As Richard and Sofia work together, their initial disdain for each other slowly gives way to a forbidden attraction. But with their past heartaches and fears threatening to tear them apart, can they find a way to heal and open their hearts to each other? Will the Wellington Empire's legacy be secured, or will Richard and Sofia's love be the downfall of everything they hold dear?" What happens when these two individuals who hate each other and are unreceptive to love, starts growing feelings for each other?

Henry_Raggins · Urban
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87 Chs

SOFIA

SOFIA

"Ken, get us cups of smoothies" Anna called to her assistant.

That was another change I hadn't expected, when I had been interning, she didn't even have an assistant.

And now, with her short straight dark hair curtaining her face. Her lips in the darkest shade of crimson and her eyes, rimmed with a slight shade of mascara, she seemed to have evolved. From SmallVille Lois Lane to All The Queen's Men Madam Devine.

"An assistant, wow, there really has been a lot of changes since the last time I was here" I pointed out.

"Of course, a certain writer once said, 'changes are the waft and yarns that weaves through the tapestry of time' and

I totally agree with him. What's life

without the subtle hands of change?"

"Right!, beautiful words indeed" I quipped, eager to please her so that when I broach the reason why I came, she would be in acceptance.