Contract of Desire: The Billionaire's Blind Wife
An accidental act of heroism reshaped Sera’s life entirely. She lost her sight saving the grandmother of a stranger. In return for her goodness, she was forced into marriage with the old woman’s grandson, Lucian Vitale. He was a mysterious businessman with no interest in love, and as people whispered, colder than ice. Given her circumstances, Sera had no choice but to accept. She became his pretend wife, bound by contract. It was a kind of relationship she’d never imagined living.
Sera had never planned to fall for a man she’d never seen. But with every touch, every murmur from Lucian, she was slowly pulled under by longing and feelings that should never have taken root. In darkness, she learned to love—and to bleed.
Then came the day her vision returned. She heard a truth that shattered her world and tore at her heart. Frightened beyond reason, Sera ran and vanished. She carried a secret in her womb: the child of their passionate nights together.
Four years slipped by. A man stepped back into her life. Same voice, same scent, same way his hands found hers… but he did not know her. He had amnesia. Can Sera escape the man who once meant everything to her? Or is this fate’s way of calling them back to settle what they began—in their beds, their hearts, and the secrets that still wait to be told?
Between lies, desire, and memories… will they choose each other still?
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Chapter: Chapter 8THIRD PERSON'S POINT OF VIEWShein watches from the foyer as they come down the stairs. Their hands are linked, their shoulders close enough that she can almost feel the space between them shrinking. Her fists clench tight, nails digging into her palms until pain cuts through the heat rising in her face.This is what he chose over me? A blind woman? She had pictured his wife as someone polished, someone with money and name to match his own. Instead he guides this girl like she is glass he fears might crack."Is this some kind of joke? What the hell is wrong with you?" Shein's voice slices through the quiet, sharp as broken porcelain.Sera's brow draws together. She cannot see the rage on Shein's face, but she feels it in the air—thick, bitter, heavy enough to press against her skin. Lucian's hand tightens on her shoulder; they are still halfway up the stairs, and the room has gone cold."Do not test me, Shein." His voice is low, even—but she hears the edge of steel underneath. She is
Last Updated: 2026-02-12
Chapter: Chapter 7THIRD PERSON'S POINT OF VIEW"I'll be sleeping in the guest room." Lucian's voice was steady as he leaned against the bedroom doorframe, his gaze following Sera's movements across the room. She was already dressed in a simple cotton shirt and shorts, moving with a quiet self-assurance that caught him off guard. A shadow of something perhaps disappointment crossed his face before he could mask it. He'd imagined helping her dress, feeling the fabric against her skin once more. But even blind, she managed on her own. She was adapting more swiftly than he anticipated."Okay… don't turn off the light, will you?" Her voice was soft, almost hesitant.He let out a low chuckle, the sound rumbling in his chest. "Yeah, sure." With a slight smirk, he stepped out and gently closed the door behind him.His gaze drifted down the hall to where a door had just slammed shut hard enough to make the walls shudder. His expression hardened as he walked toward it. He knew Shein well enough to anticipate tro
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Chapter: Chapter 6THIRD PERSON'S POINT OF VIEWSteam curls from the tub's surface, thick and warm against the cool air of the bathroom. Sera shifts against the porcelain, her breath catching in short bursts."Hnngh… ahh… stop that… right there.""Here. Is this the spot that troubles you?""Y-yes—just a little lower. Let me do the other side—ah, that's it."Lucian's thoughts spiral in a tangle of Russian and English, coarse words settling heavy in his throat. For fuck's sake. This is torture. His shoulders are drawn high, every muscle taut as wire. The washcloth in his hand is slick with water and soap; he feels each soft gasp from Sera as if it were his own skin catching against a rough edge, every whimper a current pulling at his center.He had planned for simplicity. Washing her, seeing to her needs—it was written in black ink on the contract, a duty like any other. He never imagined how her skin would yield under his touch, how even the smallest shift of her body would send sharp jolts through him.
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Chapter: Chapter 5THIRD PERSON'S POINT OF VIEW"Let me help you with that—"The slap landed hard across Lucian's face, a stinging rebuke that silenced him in one swift motion. Nothing like this had ever happened to him, a man accustomed to deference, to unquestioning obedience—not from a woman, and certainly not one smaller than him, her frame delicate but held rigid with defiance, an unexpected challenge to his authority.He clicked his tongue, a low sound of annoyance, his gaze sweeping over her again, assessing her. Her right hand braced against the cold tile of the wall for balance, her knuckles white with tension, her left hung frozen in the air, still trembling with the force of her strike. Defenseless, yes, stripped of her sight, vulnerable. Weak? Not by a long shot. One wrong move from him, one act of aggression, would send her crumpling to the floor, defenseless against his superior strength—and yet she'd found the nerve to fight back, to defy him. A rare breed, indeed, a fascinating paradox.
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Chapter: Chapter 4THIRD PERSON'S POINT OF VIEWSera stirred awake to cool air pricking her skin, a refreshing contrast to the warmth beneath the covers, the sheets soft and crisp against her arms, a luxury she'd never experienced before. She pushed herself up, a sharp sound—a gasp, a groan—slipping out before she could stop it, betraying her lingering pain."Shit—why is it so dark… oh." She pressed a hand to her forehead, fingers tracing the ridge of her brow, a familiar gesture of self-soothing, as a bitter smile touched her lips, a fleeting expression of resignation. "Right. I'm blind."She opened her mouth to speak again when a laugh rang out, a melodic sound that filled the room—warm, with a hint of mischief that made her purse her lips, her defenses rising instinctively."W-Who are you? Where am I? The man who brought me here—what happened to him?""Calm down, my dear, one question at a time." The woman cut in, her voice soothing, her laughter settling into gentle warmth, a comforting presence. "C
Last Updated: 2026-02-08
Chapter: Chapter 3THIRD PERSON'S POINT OF VIEW"What do you even want with her?! She's got nothing to give—why throw money away on—" Sera's mother's words choked off as the stranger turned his gaze upon her. The look in his eyes was sharp as a honed blade, slicing through her bluster, silencing her with its intensity."Be quiet." His voice was flat, devoid of emotion, cold as wet concrete, a warning that brooked no argument. He tossed a briefcase to the dirt at their feet, the thud a jarring punctuation to the tense silence.It popped open, revealing its contents. Cash spilled over the edges—thick stacks of bills bound together, their crispness palpable even from a distance, catching the sun and reflecting its light in a dazzling display that made their pupils dilate. Confusion faded first, replaced by avarice, then worry, then anything that resembled genuine care for Sera. Money was all they'd ever truly hungered for, and this man was offering more than they'd ever dared to dream of in exchange for th
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