webnovel

A Stolen Kiss From THE CEO!

WARNING [MATURE CONTENT] Ella clenched her chest and tried to scream but an invisible hand was placed over her mouth. The nurse brought out a sharp and pointy knife. "Let's carve out that dead baby, shall we?" She took off her veil only to reveal Chloe's face. "Chloe!" She said inaudibly as she thrashed and wrestled to save herself and her baby. "No!" "No!" ... After five years of hard work, commitment, and devotion to the fashion company she worked for, Twenty-four years old Ariella, 'Ella', was more angry than devastated when she didn't get promoted to creative director, a position she not only qualified for, but one she deserved. While she is trying to figure out her next move, Ariella finds herself entangled in a contract marriage arrangement with Leon Treshvier-- The very bossy, arrogant, and playboy billionaire CEO of a rival fashion company. Will Ariella be able to tame her playboy husband? Will she be able to keep up with the demands of their contract and achieve her sole purpose of creating a niche for herself in the fashion world? ---- Welcome! Thanks for choosing this book. This is my first and I promise a thrilling ride for all lovers of this genre. Please add to your collection list, drop a review and support the growth of the book with gifts, power stone and golden tickets. You can also check out my new books: FALLING FOR A VICIOUS MIND! ABIGAIL'S DILEMMA Thank you all. Book cover does not belong to me. Kudos to artist.

Tres_Aguila · Urbain
Pas assez d’évaluations
474 Chs

Ella's Fury

"She's pregnant?" Denise tried her best to hide her resentment and the urge to give Xia a face-blinding slap.

"Yes, she is. I even downloaded and saved some of her babies bump pictures on my phone." Xia picked up her phone and brought out Ella's picture from her gallery.

"You did!" Denise gawked at Xia in disbelief and rage.

"Oh Lord, give me the grace not to strangle this girl before I leave here," Denise silently prayed.

"Here, take a look at the lady I'm competing with." Xia handed Denise her phone. "Do you think I stand a chance at winning her husbands heart?"

"Hahahaha!" Denise chuckled bitterly as she ran out of words to say and how to react. Blood slowly rose to her face and her breath gradually became strained by the second.

"Sabrina, this is not a laughing matter," Xia pouted. She mistook Denise's evil laughter for someone trying to conceal her amusement.