Surprise Marriage to a Billionaire
Rain Clayton’s life goes sideways when her attempt at revenge backfires, wrecking a stranger’s car instead of her cheating boyfriend’s. But the real shock comes when she learns she’s accidentally married to the car’s owner: Alexander Lancaster, a powerful and dangerously charming CEO with no intention of staying married. Raised by a family that never cared for her and desperate to avoid a twisted arranged marriage, Rain seizes this unexpected twist of fate. Her new husband might be a cold-hearted billionaire, but he's her only escape. Yet Alexander demands a swift divorce. Refusing to lose her one chance at freedom, Rain strikes a risky bargain to keep their marriage alive, even if it means playing by Alexander’s rules. She just has to convince him to want her around—forever. Weeks into their unexpected arrangement, Rain begins to see through Alexander’s icy exterior. But one night, she’s taken by surprise. “What are you doing?” Rain burst out, eyes wide as Alexander casually slid into her bed. “Performing husbandly duties,” he smirked. “You can’t stay here! It’s against the contract!” “I’m not breaking it,” Alexander said with a shrug. “The contract specifies that you’ll fulfill all wifely duties, excluding sharing my bed. It doesn’t say anything about me not performing husbandly duties, including sharing your bed.” The situation had shifted, and it seemed like she was no longer the only one in control... [Warning: r18+/strong mature content]
A Judge
The next day, Rain woke up early, ready to report back to work. Only this time, she wasn't alone.
"Good morning, daughter," Iza greeted her. The woman, who was old enough to be her mother, was also undercover at the moment.
Rain chuckled at the greeting. "Morning, Mother dear. What do we have for breakfast?"
"Oh, I'm supposed to be sick, so get your ass outta here and just order something on your way out," Iza snorted.
"Geez, it's not like someone is spying on us inside this small apartment," Ron grumbled, his face crumpled with mock annoyance. "Can you at least cook an omelet for us?"
Rain chuckled and joined in on the banter. "You're supposed to be a drunkard. Where's the gambling house you're supposed to be at today?"
In truth, she'd rather do Ron's assignment. She missed playing in the gambling houses and winning big at the same time—hitting two birds with one stone if she could describe it.