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Fatal Vows: Contractually wedded To Doom

"Party B must return before 10 pm. Party B is not allowed to call any other man's name. Party B must always accompany Party A on all outings if necessary. Party B shouldn't be seen in any situation with another man, causing damage to the relationship. Otherwise, Party B must be punished,' " she read aloud, her voice trailing off on the last word. "Party B would always sleep in Party A's room, and in any case, Party B is obligated to fulfil her duties as Party A's wife," her words faltering at the word 'duties'. Do the duties include... A smirk played on Zayden's lips, leaning closer to her. "Should we start with clause 5? You seem to like that one the most," he said with a grin. "What clause?" she whispered, her voice barely audible, as he planted a soft, tantalizing kiss on her neck. "We need to make babies," he added, his voice low and playful, sending shivers down her spine. ****** Life was once blissful for Zara until fate played a cruel joke, granting a wish with devastating consequences that turned her world upside down. Diagnosed with a brain tumour and given only eleven months to live, Zara was devastated as she counted down the days remaining. Then, unexpectedly, Zayden, the deadliest and most captivating billionaire, entered her life, mistaking her as his surrogate mother. With just eleven months left, Zara decided to pretend to be the real surrogate. Little did she know, Zayden had a mysterious past and identity far beyond her imagination. What will happen when Zayden discovers her as the fake surrogate? How did Zara become entangled as his surrogate? What secrets from Zayden's dark past will unfold? And what will transpire when Zayden realizes Zara was his lover from a thousand years ago?

Author_Resonate · 奇幻言情
分數不夠
35 Chs

Illusion

Damien's eyes widened in horror as Anna's hands closed around his neck, her grip tightening. He tried to speak, but his voice was barely a whisper, his words strangled by her grasp. Then he recalled the moment when he met Zayden in the club. His memories rushed to him like a gust of wind. 

A laughter broke from his lips. It was deep and menacing, despite being strangled by the neck. 

But Anna's expression remained cold, her eyes blazing with fierce anger. "You're laughing?" 

"Should I beg you at your feet then? Or should I lick your feet? I don't regret killing you. I enjoyed those moments," he said, his smile widening as his white teeth showed. 

Anna clenched her freed hand in anger while the other strangled Damien's neck, giving him no breathing space. 

Upon seeing that Anna wasn't going to release her grip, he said, his eyes pleading for mercy, tapping her fingers in pain, "A... Anna."