Contracted To The Cold Billionaire Lawyer
Olivia Harris's life is turned upside down when her younger brother, Raymond, gets into trouble with the law. Desperate to help him, she seeks out the city's top lawyer, Christopher Brooks, who has a reputation for winning any case he takes.
Despite his initial refusal, Christopher's best friend proposes a shocking deal: marry Christopher in exchange for his help. Olivia agrees, and they embark on a marriage of convenience. As they step deeper into Christopher’s dangerous world, their lives are threatened by a sinister plot orchestrated by a mysterious figure who seems determined to destroy them both.
Attacks and threats escalate, putting Olivia's life in danger. And when Christopher is involved in a mysterious accident that leaves him with amnesia, Olivia must fight to protect herself and the man she's grown to love. Can she uncover the truth behind the sinister plot, expose the mastermind behind it, help Christopher regain his memory, and save her brother Raymond from his impending court case before it's too late?
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Chapter: I Know Who You AreOlivia stepped deeper into the hall and spotted an empty seat near the corner. She slid into it with practiced ease, smoothing her dress and pulling out her phone to feign interest. Her heart was beating far too fast for comfort, but her face remained stoic. A worker approached—a young woman with short black hair tucked neatly under a cap, her gloved hands folded politely. “Good morning, ma'am,” she said with a respectful smile. Olivia glanced at her, then remembered who she was meant to be. Her real self—the kind, soft-spoken girl, had no place here. She cleared her throat and sank back into the seat, voice cool and clipped. “I’ll begin later.” The worker nodded and walked away, unfazed. Olivia exhaled slowly. She hated being curt, but in here, she wasn’t Olivia Harris. She was a poised, high-class woman with status—and that role demanded presence, not kindness. Her eyes scanned the salon. The space smelled of expensive oils and faint rosewater. Sleek mirrors lined the
Last Updated: 2025-04-30
Chapter: Christabel Olivia slipped into the back seat of Christopher’s car, her fingers brushing nervously over her skirt as she settled beside him. Her heart was racing—loud, wild, relentless. Today wasn’t just another day and the weight of it pressed heavily on her chest. The driver entered moments later, and the car eased into motion. They were headed to the beauty salon—the one Christopher had subtly mentioned the night before during dinner. Just a few cryptic words, then silence. That was all he gave her. She had stayed up half the night going over possible scenarios, trying to anticipate every reaction, every outcome. But none of it was enough. Preparation meant nothing when anxiety had a vice grip on your spine. She stole a glance to her right. Christopher sat with his head leaned back, eyes closed, as if the day ahead meant nothing. Calm. Always so maddeningly calm. But then again, he wasn’t the one who had to approach a stranger and coax out delicate information. He wasn’t the one wh
Last Updated: 2025-04-30
Chapter: A Flicker Of ApprovalChristopher sat alone in his study, the quiet scratch of his pen moving across paper the only sound in the room. Shadows curled at the edges of the lamplight, and the air held a stillness that wasn’t quite peaceful. He paused mid-sentence, the ink drying beneath his fingertips as his thoughts wandered, to Racheal. Her words echoed in his mind, sharp and filled with something venomous. He closed his eyes briefly, then exhaled. A muscle ticked in his jaw. His gaze shifted to the telephone on the corner of his desk. Without hesitation, he reached for it and dialed. A servant answered quickly, the voice distant on the other end. “Bring Olivia to my study.” His voice was low, controlled. He hung up without another word. Minutes passed. He didn’t move, just stared ahead at nothing. Then a gentle knock interrupted the silence. The door opened slowly. Olivia stepped inside, her presence quiet, almost careful. She wore a long green dress, modest in cut but flowing with quiet g
Last Updated: 2025-04-30
Chapter: Invitation Denied "Can I come in with you?" Racheal’s voice was thick with seduction, her tone dripping like honey poured in slow motion. She leaned slightly closer, her eyes gleaming with mischief, and something darker beneath. Christopher’s gaze swept over her figure. The short, barely-there dress clung to her like a second skin. The soft sheen of her lip gloss caught the light, and her perfume lingered in the air between them—sweet, overpowering, invasive. He frowned. What was going on? "Do you have somewhere you want to head to?" he asked, his tone even but suspicious. His eyes didn’t drift lower. He stared straight into hers, hard and sharp. "Tell one of the staff to arrange a car for you." But Racheal only laughed, a low, sultry sound as she covered her mouth with delicate fingers. "No, Christopher," she said, stretching his name like a caress. Her fingers trailed down his chest, slow and deliberate, until they brushed across his nipple, circling lightly. A calculated move. His expressi
Last Updated: 2025-04-28
Chapter: Capture His AttentionOlivia’s mind went blank for a moment, the words etching themselves into her consciousness as if they were meant to haunt her. Her pulse quickened, her throat tightening. A shiver ran down her spine, making the hairs on the back of her neck stand up. Her first instinct was to throw the envelope and rose away, to pretend none of this had happened. But she couldn’t. She felt... trapped by the message. With a shaky breath, she closed the locker door, the harsh click of the lock sounding far too loud in the quiet room. She tried to shake the feeling off, forcing herself to breathe. The envelope and its contents remained in her hand, their weight suddenly unbearable. The game had just begun? What game? She could have dismissed it, chalked it up to a stupid prank, but it wasn’t that simple. The letter had included her name. Olivia Harris. Someone knew exactly where she worked. They knew which locker was hers. Her grip tightened around the envelope. A mix of fear and dread coiled
Last Updated: 2025-04-27
Chapter: The Game Has Begun His eyes focused on Olivia, and his gaze lingered longer than it should have. Sophia noticed the stare and parted her lips to speak, but Christopher raised a hand, silencing her. "I said not another word," he said firmly before tearing his eyes from Olivia. "I'm married to Olivia, and for good reasons. Sophia, keep your nose out of it." "But brother, it—" "You know how much I hate repeating myself," he said, flashing her a warning look. "Let’s eat." They ate in silence, each person lost in their own thoughts. Olivia kept her head down but couldn't help occasionally glancing up. Every time she did, she caught Racheal glaring at her with hostility. Eventually, Sophia and Racheal finished their meals and left the dining room together. Christopher followed a few minutes later, saying nothing more. Olivia was the last to leave, quietly heading back to her room. The house settled into the quiet of night, but in one part of the mansion, Racheal was pacing furiously across Sophia’
Last Updated: 2025-04-26
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