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#BUSINESSWOMAN
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Contract Marriage starring Love and Revenge

"I swear I will make them pay with everything I have. I will use my very own blood to sign the documents that will end them if I must!” To Champagne Gold, life was always like a fast-moving truck with no brakes and a drunk driver, one she couldn't avoid. At the age of five, she lost her parents in a helicopter crash. Life after that was one problem to another but she held on... until her grandfather passed away as well. With his death came the loss of her position of CEO and her hard-earned shares. As if that was not enough, she was served with divorce papers and the revelation of her husband's adultery with her cousin. Dealt with one too many blows, Champagne sought to end it all. Perhaps she could be reincarnated or whisked away to another world like the books she read before, but that was not to be. Instead, a mysterious man entered her life. "Rather than escape like a coward, I can give you the power and resources to carry out your revenge. I have but one condition―marry me.” Champagne held her lips between her teeth and took the offer. However, just when she believed her new life was going smoothly, she found out another painful secret. One more painful than any she had discovered before. She had undergone a uterus removal procedure and she didn't even know it. Now Champagne is more determined than ever to get revenge on everyone who wronged her. She would do and give everything to make them pay for taking away something so precious from her.

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#SWEETLOVE
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#FAMILY
#BUSINESSWOMAN
#LOVEAFTERMARRIAGE
#CONTRACTMARRIAGE

68. Touch me.

His fingers are magic, his lips are fire and the soft caress of his voice against my ear is an enchanting opus, capturing my body and soul.

"Duke," His name trails out of my mouth like a prayer.

An unholy prayer.

His lips glide down my neck, sucking, biting, and then sucking again. At the same time his fingers are stroking my arm, following a certain pattern that makes me want to touch him too.

The way his fingers caress and stroke me, I'm having this desire to do the same. To feel the hardness of his muscles with my fingers, to count the lines on his body and trace the curves there too.

"Ahh—" My knees buckle and my lashes flutter consistently as his tongue begins to circulate around my nipple. My hold on his hair tightens as he continues to trace the areola of one breast with his tongue while squeezing the other in his hand.