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Mr. Billionaire's Unwanted Bride

*Based on a true story where love has its dark sides but burns hotter than ever* Abandoned by her mother and orphaned at a young age, Natalie held a deep-seated mistrust for the world especially when it came to men. Her strategy for survival was simple: work hard enough to scrape by each month and rely solely on yourself! Fate had other plans in store for her. Enter Alonso Valois, a charismatic billionaire who swept into her life and showed her just how right a man can be. Despite Natalie's attempts to keep him at arm's length, Alonso who had no intention of letting her slip away shocked her by proposing just two weeks after their first encounter! Was this the "happily ever after" Natalie had dreamt of? Far from it. Walking into the Valois mansion with Alonso's dad calling all the shots felt like walking into a lion's den for Natalie. Little did she know that while she was trying her best to fit in, her in-laws were scrambling to conceal the truth about what happened to the women in the Valois family. As the past comes haunting Alonso and demanding its price, will the unwanted bride be the one who saves the Valois ship from sinking? Or will she be the first one to jump off that sinking ship? *** Updates every Monday! +1 bonus chapter for 300 Power Stones +1 bonus chapter for 50 Golden Tickets +5 bonus chapters whenever the book receives a Magic Castle *Credit of the art goes to the owner*

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Alonso's Grand Gestures

The next morning, Natalie woke up feeling heavy-hearted. Her eyes were tired and her throat was dry but at least her headache had finally eased off and there were no signs of a nosebleed. Sitting up in bed, she shook off the last traces of sleep.

"Alonso?"

It felt lonely whenever her husband left without waking her up, leaving her to focus on the empty space beside her. But her spirits lifted when she spotted a red rose left behind.

"Where did you go?" she wondered aloud, smiling to herself.

As she picked up the rose, she noticed a small card tucked beneath it. With a heart brimming with excitement, she read the note with her eyes only.

My baby girl, the woman who always smells like freshly picked roses whenever I take a breath of her. Your colors never fade, but they shine brightest when you're happy. Whether you're cotton candy, lemonade, or coffee, I'll savor every flavor and be grateful for it always.