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A Stolen Kiss From THE CEO!

WARNING [MATURE CONTENT] Ella clenched her chest and tried to scream but an invisible hand was placed over her mouth. The nurse brought out a sharp and pointy knife. "Let's carve out that dead baby, shall we?" She took off her veil only to reveal Chloe's face. "Chloe!" She said inaudibly as she thrashed and wrestled to save herself and her baby. "No!" "No!" ... After five years of hard work, commitment, and devotion to the fashion company she worked for, Twenty-four years old Ariella, 'Ella', was more angry than devastated when she didn't get promoted to creative director, a position she not only qualified for, but one she deserved. While she is trying to figure out her next move, Ariella finds herself entangled in a contract marriage arrangement with Leon Treshvier-- The very bossy, arrogant, and playboy billionaire CEO of a rival fashion company. Will Ariella be able to tame her playboy husband? Will she be able to keep up with the demands of their contract and achieve her sole purpose of creating a niche for herself in the fashion world? ---- Welcome! Thanks for choosing this book. This is my first and I promise a thrilling ride for all lovers of this genre. Please add to your collection list, drop a review and support the growth of the book with gifts, power stone and golden tickets. You can also check out my new books: FALLING FOR A VICIOUS MIND! ABIGAIL'S DILEMMA Thank you all. Book cover does not belong to me. Kudos to artist.

Tres_Aguila · Urbano
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474 Chs

A Terrifying Tropical Storm

Leon and Maxwell were busy making the final preparation on a nearby island close to Islafub.

For the past three hours, ever since they arrived at this island, they had been tied with back-to-back engagements. They planned to finish up their activities and return to Islafub before nightfall.

One of the major purposes for being on the island was due to Nana Esther's request.

She told them to acquire two specially crafted golden keepsake urns. These keepsake urns were encrusted with emerald stones and other precious stones, and it was made by an aged gold smith; who happened to be a dear friend of Nana Esther.

Unfortunately for Leon and his uncle, just as they concluded their purpose for being at the island, and were walking back to their yacht, a heavy wind started blowing by the seashore.