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The Faceless Billionaire Celebrity Wife

After finding out she had at most five years left to live, Shikera Anderson could only live life in a carefree and unhindered manner, in order to numb the fear and sadness in her heart. However, her heart shattered when she was forced waste a year stuck in an marriage contract with a masked man, in exchange for her father's life. "The main clause of the contract: Don't touch my daughter!" Ethan DeLoach, the most wanted personality by all the press stations in the country, hated reporters with passion until one came into his life in form of a contract wife. He was able to keep her at bay until her despicable lips turned out to be the cure for his terrifying nightmares. As they experiment with their lips every night before sleeping, how long would it take them to succumb to the throngs of passion while throwing all caution to the wind? Will Shikera be able to dissolve the hatred Ethan has for reporters, with her plain and carefree attitude? How will Ethan react when he finds out what the repercussion was for breaking the contract? And finally, would the love between them defy Shikera's short life span? *** "Ethan, why the fuck did you not tell me I had hickeys on my neck?!" Shikera yelled. "I practically announced to the whole nation that I had a passionate night!" "That's not my fault though. You could have lied they were birthmarks." "And when the marks fade, another lie?" she asked irritatingly. He smirked mischievously at her words, before leaning over to whisper into her ear, "No worries, I will renew them every night."

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Eat Me.

Wide eyed, Hazel moved away from the woman who was standing behind her.

"Who are you?!" she asked, almost yelling at the top of her voice. If the chatters of the crowd had not overshadowed her own yell, she would have earned the undivided attention of everyone in the mall that afternoon.

"What's the problem, Miss?" The woman in front of Hazel asked, confusion evident in her eyes. "Is something wrong?"

Hazel frowned, regaining her composure wen she noticed the unfamiliarity in the woman's tone. How was it possible though, that the woman looked like Miss Anderson this much? If the woman did not look older and have wrinkles, she would think it was Shikera!

"It's nothing," Hazel smiles nervously, waving gently at the attendant. "I will be on my way now."

She bowed at Shikera's older look alike and was about to leave when the woman held her by her wrist.