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The Mafia's Good Wife
(Book II of the Mafia's Girl Series. )(AN: Please read The Mafia's Good Girl before this book!)“Before we get on with our business, there’s a bit of a paperwork you’d need to sign,” Damon said suddenly. He took out a piece of paper and pushed it towards Violet.“What’s this?” she asked.“A written agreement for the price of our sale,” Damon replied. He said it so calmly and so nonchalantly, like he wasn’t buying a girl’s virginity for one million dollars.Violet swallowed hard and her eyes began to glaze over the words on that paper. The agreement was pretty self-explanatory. It basically stated that she’d agree to this sale of her virginity for the aforementioned price and that their signatures would seal the deal. Damon already signed his part and hers was left blank.Violet looked up to see Damon handing her a pen. She came into this room with the thought of backing out, but after reading the document, Violet had another change of heart. It was one million dollars. This was more money than she could ever see in her lifetime. One night compared to that would be minuscule. One could even argue that it was a bargain. So before she could change her mind again, Violet took the pen from Damon’s hand and signed her name on the dotted line. Right as the clock struck midnight that day, Violet Rose Carvey had just signed a deal with Damon Van Zandt, the devil in the flesh.* Warning: Mature content ahead. Enter at your own risk. *
CEO's Mysterious Fiancée
After eighteen years in the Tate family, Paige Tate suddenly found out that she wasn't her parents' daughter.Their biological daughter was back, and Paige was abandoned. They were about to send Paige back to her hometown, which was an allegedly poor county...However, the so-called poor county turned out to be the area where the most expensive villas in the country gathered!Overnight, she went from a fake daughter of a relatively rich family to a real daughter of a top family!Her biological parents doted on her unconditionally. They allowed her to have at least 1.6 million dollars as her pocket money, drive whichever luxury car in the garage she favored, buy whatever customized luxuries in the world she pleased, and choose any top school she preferred.If she didn't want to go to school, she could kill her time with the family business!What shocked Paige the most was that she had a fiancé...Her fiancé proposed to break off the engagement, and Paige didn't give a damn. However, she was confused by what happened afterward. He had proposed to break off the engagement, and then he clung onto her as if he was a completely different person!He became so clingy and handsy.Paige was annoyed. "Who are you, Sir?""Baby, I am your husband.""I don't have a husband. An ex-fiancé who wants to break off our engagement is all I have."Martin Stowe, the world's richest man, feared by everyone in the world, was speechless.He wanted to punch himself as he was so silly that he called off the marriage without even meeting Paige...
Goodbye Scumbag, Hello True Love
"I'm so over Cassandra." Aidan Ziegler sneers, swirling his wine glass with a lazy smirk. "A real woman is soft and sweet—like Clara. As for her..." In the corner, a glass suddenly shatters in a man's palm. Cassandra Callum stands frozen, holding the cake she made to celebrate their three-year anniversary, eyes locked on the blood trickling down from his sharply defined fingers. Tristan Freeman, head of Freeman Group, slowly wipes his hand clean. His dark gaze sweeps over her tear-reddened eyes. "Ms. Callum, would you like to marry me?" The city explodes with gossip. Everyone thinks a broke little designer has climbed her way into wealth and power— what no one knows is that this marriage is a trap Tristan set five years ago. His private gallery holds over a thousand sketches of her profile—from that day in sophomore year when she crouched in a rainy alley feeding a stray cat, to her backstage at a runway abroad, gently arranging jewelry. Late at night, he stares at security footage, cigarette in hand, as Aidan kneels in a storm, soaked and shaking. Tristan suddenly pulls his delicate wife into his arms. Later, a finance reporter captures the once cold and ruthless Tristan, down on one knee before Cassandra. His hands tremble as he holds a pregnancy test. Cassandra flashes her wedding ring and laughs softly. "Surprised, Mr. Freeman?" Tristan, once known for being sharp and vicious, blinks back tears, then presses a trembling kiss to the faded mark on her ring finger. "Cassie, when you were 22, I wanted to say..." "Say what?" He leans in, his voice hoarse as he whispers, "The cake was really sweet."
Twisted Love, Sweet Revenge
I'm Miranda Oakley. I've had 99 hymen reconstruction surgeries because my boyfriend, Carson Stallone, likes it that way. He promises to marry me after I undergo the same surgery for the 100th time.I leave the hospital in glee. Tonight, I plan to give Carson an unforgettable night as it's our 100th time making love.I cautiously push open the mansion door and suddenly overhear chatter and laughter inside, and my name is also brought up in conversation.I stop walking at once."Carson, I can't believe that you've managed to fool the most elite social butterfly in Seafare City, and she still thinks that you're going to marry her."What if she finds out that your fiancee won't even be her two weeks from now? Do you think she's going to lose her mind? She might even send her clients to get revenge on you!"Carson takes a drag on his cigarette and smirks. "She wouldn't dare. I have videos of her doing the deed with 99 different men. If she tries anything, I'll just leak them all online and make her infamous for the rest of her life.""Oh god, that's genius, Carson! She probably still doesn't know that you weren't the one sleeping with her each time, but rather a bunch of random old men!"Carson's friends clap in delight and praise him for his brilliance and ruthlessness. I freeze completely in shock. No wonder Carson always brings me a warm glass of milk every time we sleep together. It was so that other men could take advantage of me.I tear up the reconstruction surgery report and turn to leave.Since he isn't planning to propose to me, then I'm going to fulfill his wishes and find someone else to marry.
A Contractual Marriage? Hell No!
Professor Aurora Reed of Astrait University has gotten into a shotgun marriage. Her husband, Owen Jenson, is from an affluent family. He throws a marriage contract at her and demands that they don't interfere in each other's lives after marriage. All he wants is for them to play their respective roles—he doesn't want her to have any unnecessary fantasies. She thinks this marriage is just something for them to get what they need—it'll end when the time is up. However, someone goes back on their word, rips the contract, and takes what they want. Everyone in the upper crust makes fun of Aurora for being a fake heiress that the Klein family has kicked out. They mock her and say that she only got the chance to marry into an affluent family because she's a substitute for someone. They also say Owen has a girlfriend he's deeply in love with. Once she returns, it'll be time for Aurora to leave. The tables are turned when someone records a video of Owen telling the truth when he's drunk. "My precious wife hails from an affluent family, and I've had my eye on her for years. She went from being Astrait University's renowned genius to a globally renowned scientist—she's the one settling for me. "I'm a CEO, but I burned the midnight oil reading scientific texts just so we could have common topics to discuss. My assets are all under her name, and I lose my mind when she replies to my messages a second later than usual. Isn't that considered true love?"
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