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The billionaire and his contract wife

Mr. Edwards Quinn stormed into his office, seething after a heated argument with his father, who had issued an ultimatum: marry within a month, or lose his position as CEO. Known for his carefree lifestyle and reputation as a playboy, Quinn was hardly ready to settle down. However, his career and status were on the line, so he decided to take drastic measures—even if that meant faking a marriage. After being turned down by several of his ex-girlfriends, Quinn turned to his last option: his assistant, Annabelle. She had been loyal, professional, and entirely unassuming—a perfect candidate to act as his “wife.” Without giving her a chance to process, he summoned her and threw a document across his desk, demanding she sign it. What he didn’t realize was that Annabelle had a hidden life and a past he knew nothing about. Annabelle picked up the contract and saw the bold title: Marriage Contract. Shocked and confused, she looked up at her boss. She had secretly harbored feelings for Quinn but had never expected something like this. She hesitated, yet couldn’t ignore the opportunity to be close to him, even if it was under false pretenses. Taking a deep breath, she signed the document, setting her sights on making him fall for her during their time together. Little did she know she was stepping into a dangerous game with a man known for his cold heart and disregard for others’ feelings. Can Annabelle’s warmth melt Quinn’s icy exterior? Will her secret identity unravel as she navigates this web of deception? And what will happen when the line between pretense and reality begins to blur? Dive into this thrilling story to find out!

Seaquin · Urbain
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Clubbing with sherly

Edwards dismissed from work very late and glanced at his watch. He definitely needed a drink to relax after a long day. The first idea that came to his mind was to hit the club. He quickly texted his cousin Sherly, who had earlier requested they hang out later in the day.Sherly always had a knack for enjoying a good night out. "Hey Sherly, meet me at the club. I could use some company and a few drinks," he typed and sent the message.

As Edwards arrived at the club, he walked past the bouncer and made his way to the VIP corner. The music was blasting, and the atmosphere was electric with energy. He leaned back against the booth, sipping on his drink, calmly observing the vibrant environment. The mix of colorful lights, loud music, and the smell of alcohol and smoke created a unique ambiance.