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#CONTRACTMARRIAGE
#TYRANT FALLS IN LOVE

Sweet Revenge on my scumbag Ex

[MATURE CONTENT] “I owe you my life. Tell me anything you want. Don't worry about how rare or expensive it is; houses, cars, money, status, name it. I'll give it to you. I give you my word.” “Marry me,” she said. Odelia, an egocentric socialite, was stood up by her fiance on her wedding day. She ended up in jail and lost her company due to a huge plot by her fiance and fake sister. As if that was not enough, after she left jail, they drove her to hell and framed her for murder. In a bid to escape jail for the second time, she accepts a deal, a deal that might as well land her in the lion's den. What happens when Odelia takes a gamble with her life and takes a bullet meant for Don Gardner, the richest man in New York, and makes him believe it was an act of love? What lengths will Odelia go to win his trust and make him her ally? “What a golden opportunity! I must borrow his power and make all of them pay. I must become Mrs. Gardner,” - Odelia Don Gardner is a business tycoon and a ruthless mafia in the underworld. He's still hung up on his first love. But he had given his word, must he marry a stranger because she saved his life? What happens when he realizes she is not who she claims to be and that their fates had long been intertwined due to a forgotten past.

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#R18
#WEAKTOSTRONG
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#BETRAYAL
#POSSESSIVE
#FAKEIDENTITY
#LOVEAFTERMARRIAGE
#CONTRACTMARRIAGE
#TYRANT FALLS IN LOVE

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In the master bedroom of one of the most luxurious villas in the Royalle Atlantic, one of the most expensive and luxurious locations in the city of New York, the bodies of a man and a woman were intertwined on the large bed. There were clothes and undergarments scattered on the floor in a disorderly manner. 

Sarah woke up and tried to stretch her stiff body but hissed in pain. All her body felt sore as if she had been run over by a tractor. And the man's hand was around her waist, holding her in a strong grip. She tried to move his hand away, but it wouldn't bulge. 

Her movements caused the blanket to slip off her body, showing purple bruises and love marks all over her white skin. She had always known he was a monster; he wasn't even gentle when he took advantage of her in her most vulnerable state. She felt a splitting headache as she remembered bits and pieces of what had happened yesterday.