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The billionaire and his contract wife

Mr. Edwards Quinn stormed into his office, seething after a heated argument with his father, who had issued an ultimatum: marry within a month, or lose his position as CEO. Known for his carefree lifestyle and reputation as a playboy, Quinn was hardly ready to settle down. However, his career and status were on the line, so he decided to take drastic measures—even if that meant faking a marriage. After being turned down by several of his ex-girlfriends, Quinn turned to his last option: his assistant, Annabelle. She had been loyal, professional, and entirely unassuming—a perfect candidate to act as his “wife.” Without giving her a chance to process, he summoned her and threw a document across his desk, demanding she sign it. What he didn’t realize was that Annabelle had a hidden life and a past he knew nothing about. Annabelle picked up the contract and saw the bold title: Marriage Contract. Shocked and confused, she looked up at her boss. She had secretly harbored feelings for Quinn but had never expected something like this. She hesitated, yet couldn’t ignore the opportunity to be close to him, even if it was under false pretenses. Taking a deep breath, she signed the document, setting her sights on making him fall for her during their time together. Little did she know she was stepping into a dangerous game with a man known for his cold heart and disregard for others’ feelings. Can Annabelle’s warmth melt Quinn’s icy exterior? Will her secret identity unravel as she navigates this web of deception? And what will happen when the line between pretense and reality begins to blur? Dive into this thrilling story to find out!

Seaquin · Urbano
Classificações insuficientes
180 Chs

Comfort in silence.

Annabelle sat before Vin, her heart heavy with the weight of confession, her words trembling on the edge of her lips like fragile butterflies poised to take flight. The air between them crackled with tension, thick with the unspoken truths that lingered in the spaces between their words.

"I'm glad I met you here," Annabelle began, her voice soft and hesitant, like the whisper of wind through autumn leaves. "I'm sorry it took me this long to come. I haven't been feeling myself lately, and I had to make sure everything was okay at home."

Vin's eyes softened at her words, his gaze filled with understanding and empathy.

"Were you going to see my brother or me?" Annabelle asked, her voice tinged with uncertainty.

"Alex has been texting and calling for days, but I ignored his calls," Vin confessed, his words heavy with the weight of his pain. "I'm still mad at him for keeping all of this from me."