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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."

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Preparations.

As glasses were raised, Enoch cleared his throat, stepping forward for his toast. "I know today is supposed to be about new beginnings," he began, his voice warm and steady, "but I can't help but reflect on how far we've come to get here. From the most unexpected start to finding love in the most unexpected way, every step led us to this moment." He paused, his gaze turning to Ruthlyn, eyes filled with admiration and tenderness. "Ruthlyn, I choose you every day—just as I did that day in the kitchen when I asked you to marry me, not out of obligation, but because I couldn't imagine my life without you. Here's to our future, to all the joy, laughter, and love still ahead."

A murmur of appreciation rippled through the small gathering, and Ruthlyn's eyes shimmered with unshed tears. She raised her glass, her lips curving into a soft smile as she met Enoch's gaze.