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Trapped in a Secret Marriage with a Dangerous Billionaire

“Where do you think you are going with those bags?” Xander interrogated as soon as he cornered her. “Of course, I’m leaving you!” She said, standing her ground, despite the fear in her eyes. “Why?” “You forgot to mention how dangerous you were.” Xander let out a deep throaty chuckle. “Sweetheart, you didn’t ask.” “I don’t care! I don’t want to be a part of this anymore!” She insisted. Xander shook his head. “Too late. We are already married. You now belong to me, and divorce is out of the question.” — Aurora Swift’s world shatters when Owen—her boyfriend of five years—breaks up with her via text. The betrayal deepens when she finds out he’s also getting engaged to her half-sister, Olivia Swift on the same day. Heartbroken and filled with rage, Aurora has a one-night stand with Xander Scott, Owen’s enigmatic uncle and the youngest billionaire in the country. When the fling leads to a marriage proposal from Xander with a promise to help her get her revenge, Aurora finds it hard to refuse. However, Aurora soon realizes that this is anything but a whirlwind romance. Xander Scott hides more secrets than Aurora knows, and the dangers that follow his mysterious identity soon bring about complications in their marriage. When Xander’s secret identity comes to light, will Aurora choose to remain in the marriage as her love for him has grown in depth, or let it drive them apart?

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Joining Heads Together

The smile on Victor's face disappeared. He cleared his throat and leaned out of his seat.

"I understand you are still disappointed for my failure at the simple task you assigned me," he said to Stella. "And I seek your forgiveness."

Stella waved his apology off, seemingly uninterested in hearing them since he was no longer a good pawn to her. She had invited him for tea to clarify a few things and after that, she would get rid of him.

"Are you the one that has been sending bouquets to my stepdaughter every Tuesday?" Stella asked.

Victor adjusted his jean jacket and looked away, silently admitting to the fact.