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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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Cure For His Nightmares (3)

As their lips met, everything else seemed to fade away in the background. Raymond had not realized this before but he missed her, he missed her body. The way her waist fit into his hands showing they were made only for him and not for anyone else. His heart pounding in his chest, he could sense Cyprian's heart beating in the same rhythm.

She really was his heartbeat.

On the other hand, Cyprian threw all caution to the wind as her lips parted once more without reservations. Their bodies pressed together as Raymond guided her backwards, towards the wall. They were lost in a moment of pure passion, oblivious to the banging sound on the Cyprian's door as Raymond's hand slid down her back, unhooking her bra.

Hearing the loud sound from outside, Raymond had to detach himself from the alluring woman in front of him.

"Who's there?" he called out, just in time for Cyprian to clamp her hand over his mouth.

"Might be my bro—"