A BABY FOR THE BILLIONAIRE'S LIE
I made one promise to my mother. No baby without a ring.
Then I got drunk, slept with a stranger who left cash on the nightstand like I was nothing, and woke up pregnant with no name, no number and no way to find him.
Pregnant. Jobless. And my only option is marrying a man I already hate on sight.
Ivan West is everything I cannot stand. Arrogant, cold, and used to getting exactly what he wants. But he needs a wife and I need a husband and somewhere in between desperation and bad decisions we sign a contract that is supposed to fix everything.
One year. Shared penthouse. Fake marriage. Real baby that he agrees to claim as his.
Simple.
Except nobody stays enemies when they are forced to share a bed every night. Nobody keeps their walls up when life keeps finding new ways to tear them down. And nobody, nobody, walks into a contract marriage with a man like Ivan West and comes out the other side feeling nothing.
I came into this with one rule. Do not fall for him.
I should have read the fine print.
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Chapter: Chapter 5 – “Two Lines and a Broken Promise”Val’s POVIt’s been two weeks of hell.I had no job, no money, no plans. Just endless applications, instant noodles, and the constant knot in my stomach that won’t go away. I’ve sent out thirty seven emails in the last seven days, begging for interviews, begging for anything. But its either i get ghosted or i get a message that starts “unfortunenatly” Let's just say the event planning industry is deeply committed to Harrison Cole's version of events. Two people warned me actually, Two separate people in two separate corners of this industry called me privately, kindly, apologetically to tell me my name is making rounds in a way that isn't flattering.He did that. He made those calls. A man worth sixty million dollars picked up his phone and personally blacklisted a twenty three year old woman with a portfolio he stole because she told the truth in front of witnesses.My savings are almost gone. Rent is due in nine days. Every morning I wake up and tell myself today will be different.
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Chapter: Chapter 4 –"Ghost of a Night He Can't Shake" Ivan’s POVI left the cash on the nightstand and closed the door without looking back.That’s the rule. It always has been. No mornings, No names. No awkward daylight conversations where someone pretends last night meant more than a mutual escape. I always leave cash. Cash makes it clean and honest. Everyone knows exactly what they paid for and what they got.By the time the elevator hits the lobby, she’s already supposed to be a memory.Except she isn’t.I step into my penthouse at 4:52 AM, the city is still dark outside the floor to ceiling windows. The place is exactly how I like it, cold, precise and empty. I shower off the scent of whiskey and sex, but the ghost of her stays on my skin anyway. Warm, floral and dangerous.I pull on a fresh shirt, pour black coffee, and open my laptop.The numbers are a bloodbath.Two billion gone with Yamamoto’s withdrawal. Three more deals gone radio silent overnight. The board is drafting emergency motions and my PR team sent a seventeen point
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Chapter: Chapter 3 – “Heat Without a Face” Val’s povThe suite door slams so hard the frame rattles.My back hits the wall before I can even catch my breath. Ivan’s body crashes into mine, all hard muscle and burning heat. His mouth finds mine instantly, deep and filthy, tongue sliding against mine like he’s claiming territory. The kiss is messy, desperate, whiskey, rage and pure need. I kiss him back just as hard, biting his lower lip, sucking on his tongue, moaning into his mouth like I’ve lost my fucking mind.His hands shove my skirt up my thighs, yanking my panties aside. His fingers drag through my soaked folds and I jerk, gasping into the kiss.“Fuck… you’re dripping,” he growls against my lips, voice low and wrecked. That rough timbre vibrates straight to my clit.I reach down, palming the thick bulge in his pants, squeezing the heavy, throbbing length. He’s huge. He spins me around, pressing my front to the cool wall. His mouth attacks my neck again, sucking hard and his teeth grazing. One hand palms my ass while the
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Chapter: Chapter 2 – "The Woman Who Felt Like Ruin"Ivan’s POVMy empire is on fire and I'm drinking alone like a man who's already lost.It's been forty eight hours since the tape dropped. Two billion in deals, gone.My phone has buzzed forty seven times in the last two hours.. The board wants emergency sessions. The PR firm wants statements. My grandfather Reginald wants… I don't know what Reginald wants yet because I've declined four of his calls and the fifth one I'm not ready for.So Bar, whiskey and some peace.Except she's there.I spotted her at the corner stool. Dark hair loose around her shoulders. Her Blazer slightly rumpled, like she came straight from a war zone and didn't stop to change. She's not sad-drinking, I know sad-drinking when I see one. I've been in enough bars to catalog the species. This is rage drinking. Controlled but barely. The way she wraps both hands around that glass like she's strangling the day.I move before I decide to."You look like you're trying to forget something dangerous."She turns. Dim lig
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Chapter: Chapter 1 – "The Day I Finally Snapped"Vals POV"FUCK YOU, RICHARD. I QUIT."The words explode out of me before my brain catches up, and for one suspended second, the entire twenty second floor of Holloway Enterprises goes so silent I can hear the air conditioning humming.Twelve faces all staring at me and nobody breathing.Richard Holloway sits at the head of the conference table with my forty page event proposal in his manicured hand, and the expression on his face, that slow, incredulous smirk creeping up one side of his mouth makes me want to flip the entire table into his lap."Excuse me?" he says."You heard me." My voice doesn't shake. After everything, after three years of this man treating me like cheap furniture, and background noise with good typing speed, i end all of that today "I quit. Effective right now. Effective thirty seconds ago, actually."I yank my lanyard over my head and drop my badge on the table. It makes a small, sharp sound, like a period at the end of a very long sentence.Here's the thing ab
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