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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
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Revelation III

Marissa's curiosity antenna started beeping as she stared from mother to son. Although they were communicating in a plain language she quite understood, she couldn't decode Nana Esther's motive for making that statement.

"Rex, do you have something to tell me?" Marissa looked at Rex quizzically.

"Be patient, my sugar bun." Nana Esther interjected. "Don't you worry your pretty head? Everything will come to light in due time."

"Okay, Miatisa," Marissa shrugged and reluctantly stopped being inquisitive.

"Rex, dance with me." Marissa tugged at Rex's arm and pulled me to the middle of the party; where some old couples were waltzing to soft-playing background music.

Although Rex felt exhausted from the long hours of travel and needed to rest, he didn't want to hurt his wife's feelings by turning her down. So, he allowed her to do whatever she wanted with him.