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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."

Krepsore07 · 现代言情
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353 Chs

Black Card.

Shikera was in her room, doing what she had been doing whenever she was bored this past few days. Reading books that centered on the best spots to travel to without friends and family.

She would look at her bank account balance every now and then, use her calculator thereafter, and then turn the pages of the books. She needed to check out all the options she had before choosing the cheapest of them all.

Suddenly feeling thirsty, Shikera threw her phone aside and rose up from the bed to walk of her room. She headed to the kitchen to pick out an orange juice bottle, which was becoming her favorite drink this days because it was cheap and healthy.

Skyler was not in the living room and Shikera presumed she was in her own room, so she didn't bother calling out to her to ask where she was. However, when Skyler came running out of her room the very next minute with worry written all over her face, Shikera knew she had to bother.