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The Faceless Billionaire Celebrity Wife

After finding out she had at most five years left to live, Shikera Anderson could only live life in a carefree and unhindered manner, in order to numb the fear and sadness in her heart. However, her heart shattered when she was forced waste a year stuck in an marriage contract with a masked man, in exchange for her father's life. "The main clause of the contract: Don't touch my daughter!" Ethan DeLoach, the most wanted personality by all the press stations in the country, hated reporters with passion until one came into his life in form of a contract wife. He was able to keep her at bay until her despicable lips turned out to be the cure for his terrifying nightmares. As they experiment with their lips every night before sleeping, how long would it take them to succumb to the throngs of passion while throwing all caution to the wind? Will Shikera be able to dissolve the hatred Ethan has for reporters, with her plain and carefree attitude? How will Ethan react when he finds out what the repercussion was for breaking the contract? And finally, would the love between them defy Shikera's short life span? *** "Ethan, why the fuck did you not tell me I had hickeys on my neck?!" Shikera yelled. "I practically announced to the whole nation that I had a passionate night!" "That's not my fault though. You could have lied they were birthmarks." "And when the marks fade, another lie?" she asked irritatingly. He smirked mischievously at her words, before leaning over to whisper into her ear, "No worries, I will renew them every night."

Krepsore07 · Urban
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72 Hrs (7) Princess And Queen.

"What about you?" Krystal asked, looking from husband to wife or rather... ex-husband to ex-wife. "You also won't listen?"

"I shouldn't," Shikera replied. "I don't want to entertain the slightest desire to uh...see him or her."

"Then I will take it that you don't want to hear the latest bit of news either. I will write it in the report though and sent it alongside the recording so if you suddenly get curious one day, you can check both out."

Shikera smiled, genuine appreciation brimming in her eyes.

"Thanks, Krystal."

"Don't thank me. That wasn't for free," Krystal replied impassively. "Uncle Anderson asked to perfect care of you in return for a favor."

"Still." Shikera rolled her eyes. "I'm telling you thanks not as a patient but as a friend."

"I guess I will take that then."