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The Faceless Billionaire Celebrity Wife

After finding out she had at most five years left to live, Shikera Anderson could only live life in a carefree and unhindered manner, in order to numb the fear and sadness in her heart. However, her heart shattered when she was forced waste a year stuck in an marriage contract with a masked man, in exchange for her father's life. "The main clause of the contract: Don't touch my daughter!" Ethan DeLoach, the most wanted personality by all the press stations in the country, hated reporters with passion until one came into his life in form of a contract wife. He was able to keep her at bay until her despicable lips turned out to be the cure for his terrifying nightmares. As they experiment with their lips every night before sleeping, how long would it take them to succumb to the throngs of passion while throwing all caution to the wind? Will Shikera be able to dissolve the hatred Ethan has for reporters, with her plain and carefree attitude? How will Ethan react when he finds out what the repercussion was for breaking the contract? And finally, would the love between them defy Shikera's short life span? *** "Ethan, why the fuck did you not tell me I had hickeys on my neck?!" Shikera yelled. "I practically announced to the whole nation that I had a passionate night!" "That's not my fault though. You could have lied they were birthmarks." "And when the marks fade, another lie?" she asked irritatingly. He smirked mischievously at her words, before leaning over to whisper into her ear, "No worries, I will renew them every night."

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Forgotten.

"What are you guys staring at so attentively?" Shikera asked, drawing a chair back to sit on it. From the distance where she spotted them, she had seen Mignon and Alan staring in a particular direction with an unfathomable expression on their faces. She had not been able to make out what they were staring at as it was a floor to ceiling glass window.

"Look at that little girl. I thought she looked a little like me, and Alan thinks so too," Mignon replied, pointing in the direction of that little girl she had seen. "Look at that, she's even looking at us as if she can recognize us."

Shikera traced Mignon's line of sight and spotted the little girl in question.

"Esther..." The name had dropped from her mouth before she could stop herself. Standing to her feet, she hurriedly wore her facemask back.

"Let's go, Leah. We can't stay here," she said with a tone of urgency.