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#R18
#WEAKTOSTRONG
#SURVIVAL
#BETRAYAL
#POSSESSIVE
#FAKEIDENTITY
#LOVEAFTERMARRIAGE
#CONTRACTMARRIAGE
#TYRANT FALLS IN LOVE

Sweet Revenge on my scumbag Ex

[MATURE CONTENT] “I owe you my life. Tell me anything you want. Don't worry about how rare or expensive it is; houses, cars, money, status, name it. I'll give it to you. I give you my word.” “Marry me,” she said. Odelia, an egocentric socialite, was stood up by her fiance on her wedding day. She ended up in jail and lost her company due to a huge plot by her fiance and fake sister. As if that was not enough, after she left jail, they drove her to hell and framed her for murder. In a bid to escape jail for the second time, she accepts a deal, a deal that might as well land her in the lion's den. What happens when Odelia takes a gamble with her life and takes a bullet meant for Don Gardner, the richest man in New York, and makes him believe it was an act of love? What lengths will Odelia go to win his trust and make him her ally? “What a golden opportunity! I must borrow his power and make all of them pay. I must become Mrs. Gardner,” - Odelia Don Gardner is a business tycoon and a ruthless mafia in the underworld. He's still hung up on his first love. But he had given his word, must he marry a stranger because she saved his life? What happens when he realizes she is not who she claims to be and that their fates had long been intertwined due to a forgotten past.

PrettyDarlie · Urban
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104 Chs
#R18
#WEAKTOSTRONG
#SURVIVAL
#BETRAYAL
#POSSESSIVE
#FAKEIDENTITY
#LOVEAFTERMARRIAGE
#CONTRACTMARRIAGE
#TYRANT FALLS IN LOVE

Turn of the lights

Trigger Warning: This chapter contains mature content and sexual scenes. Please read at your own risk. 

"Let me."

Odeta let go, feeling nervous as she stared at him. In just a second, he had unbuckled his belt, yanked down the zipper of his pants, and pulled it down to reveal only his briefs. 

Odeta stopped staring, her face feeling hot and her heart beating wildly in her chest as he saw the clear outline of his size through his briefs. Seeing her shy look as a blush crept on her face and the side of her neck, his fingers swiftly fell on his shirt buttons and meticulously unbuttoned them one after the other. He was in a hurry to get rid of the shirt on his body. Finally getting his shirt off, he lowered himself onto the bed, hovering over her. 

When his slender fingers that had become rough due to years of handling guns touched the buttons on her shirt intending to help her undress, she held his hands in place and stared at him through her lashes.