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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

Karen’s excitement towards his dad.

Sherly turned around as soon as her back hit the bed, her legs wrapping around his waist as she pinned him beneath her. "You're not going anywhere," she murmured, her voice breathy and low, thick with desire. Her hands roamed his body, fingers tracing the lines of his chest and abdomen as her tongue followed in a slow, deliberate path. She watched his face as she moved, her eyes locked onto his, a knowing smile playing at the corners of her mouth.

Vin's hands fisted the sheets beneath him, his body trembling with the effort to maintain control. Her tongue flicked over his sensitive spots, her touch lighting a fire within him that he could no longer contain. His breathing became ragged, his heart racing as her fingers trailed lower, teasing the waistband of his pants. Every nerve in his body screamed for release, and he knew he couldn't hold it in any longer.

"Damn it, Sherly," he growled, his voice thick with frustration and lust. "You've pushed me too far."