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Mr CEO’s Accidental Bride

Genevieve 'Eve' Roman, popularly known as the ‘rebellious heiress’ had always believed she had everything at her disposal―wealth, beauty, fame, and fortune. But it all changed when she was assigned by her father to marry someone thrice her age. Going against her father, she fled from their home. Embarrassed and feeling betrayed by his daughter, her father disowned Eve and threw her and her mother out of the house. Left with nowhere else to go, Eve needed a way out, and there just so happened to be a spot right next to the most dangerous man in the country. ~ Rhett Russell, the country's heartthrob, was just as dark and dangerous as he was charming. He was known as the most mysterious man of the country, with none of his personal life known by the press. He needed someone to help complete his plan, and that was when he met her―the fallen heiress, Eve. A drunken one-night-stand resulted in her pregnancy, a perfect revenge for Rhett against Eve's family. She was his perfect puzzle piece. He was her way out. To get out of her father's clutches, would Eve be willing to dive from one hell to another? Or would this loveless marriage with a stranger end up disastrous for them all?

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A Hell Of A Puncher

Genevieve rushed out of the dining room excitedly once she heard about Isabella and Luca being in the mansion. She practically didn't hear any more word Rhett was saying after that and left the room.

But she hadn't taken up to ten steps when she remembered she did not know her way around here and there was not a maid in sight to ask for help. So she needs to go back to that asshat again.

She cursed her luck before turning around and barging into the dining room, to her expectation Rhett didn't stand up to follow her when he clearly knew that she didn't know anywhere around.

"Take me there." She demanded.

Rhett yawned and lazily looked at her,

"Where?"

"You know where I'm talking about Rhett, take me there." She ordered again.

Rhett shook his head, "I won't take you unless you say the magic word." Genevieve rolled her eyes.

"What are you? Twelve?"

"I'm not saying any damn word." She stubbornly said.

He chuckled.