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Arrogant billionaire's enigmatic wife

I am not the man of her dreams yet she keeps falling for me slowly every day! ************* With a sweet, normal life and a bright career, I couldn't ask for anything else than crossing paths with a stranger from the past. Little did I know that when he would arrive, he wouldn't come alone but with his dark secrets that would tear through my soul and a life of whirlwind that would turn my world upside down. And with the serial killer on the loose, I would need to protect not only him, but also my biggest enemy- his father! I am Elena Bell, and this is my story of friendship, betrayals, revenge and LOVE! ************* EXCERPT:- I sucked a long breath as my eyes widened. The fake pretentious smile broke as I stared at him as if he had grown two heads over his shoulders. Devon turned to face me again, catching my eyes. With a smile playing on his lips, he continued, "And now that I think about it, I certainly am whipped by your charms, Elena! I am not great with words, and no matter how much I prepared, no words can contain my feelings as they should. So here I am asking you directly without beating around the bush." I watched horrified, as he went down on one knee. People gasped audibly in shock, must be mirroring my expressions. He finally pulled out his hand from his pants pocket to reveal a red velvet box. 'This is not happening! This is not happening!', my chants didn't change anything at all. He pressed the small button with his thumb and its lid opened to show a diamond-studded ring inside. My head turned heavy, and I thought I would collapse right then and there if he continued with that drama for another minute. Clearly, he was not done yet. *********** Instagram: author_rutujap Discord: https://discord.gg/wpyvsh42 ****** The cover is mine.

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[Golden ticket reward Update- 3]On The Target List Of Serial Killer!

ELENA

After Devon and I make up, we returned back to the villa because Victor Sanders was adamant about it and didn't want to leave us alone when the news of Rodriguez's murder spread like a wildfire.

This Sunday, we asked our friends to meet. Devon and I spent hours going over the same things again and again, but our brains couldn't put any link together.

I suggested him to talk with our friends because the more, the merrier!

Devon had a secluded corner in the Green Lotus reserved for the Sunday brunch. We reached there to find everyone already present there.

I frowned, noticing an empty chair, and asked Joanna while taking the seat. "Where's Steve?"

She opened her mouth to answer, but Jimmy interrupted her.

"Elena, we are here for discussing an important matter, your words not mine. And important things should remain between the trusted people."

I frowned at him and said defensively. "I trust Steve!"