EX BOYFRIEND’S UNCLE CONTRACTED WIFE
Whatever Gavin Pierre wants, he gets.
And now… he wants Jessie Turner.
20 year old Jessie Turner spent a wild passionate night in a stranger’s bed.
However, the next morning, what seemed like passionate night soon leaves an awry aftertaste in her mouth as she wakes up with no memory of how she ended up in the stranger’s bed!
Five years later, Jessie finds herself in a desperate situation- she needs to find a way to save her dying mother!
Desperate, she runs around the city in search of help and ends up in front of her ex, Ryan Cookie.
Despite her pleas for help, Ryan Cookie rejects and refuses to help her.
Just when she thought all hope was lost, the man she slept with five years ago- now a cold hearted billionaire- Gavin Pierre, steps back into her life.
However, he is not back for good. Gavin bears a hateful grudge against Jessie and now- he wants his revenge!
Despite knowing that Gavin Pierre harbors a great hate for her, Jessie turns to him for help to save his mother, Gavin decides to help her on a condition… She must sign a marriage contract!
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Chapter: PayrollWhile Jessie gripped the bedsheets, biting into her pillow to keep her sobs from reaching her mom, Gavin was laying watch on his phone. As usual, Viktor was an excellent executor, the news had blown up as he expected.He had set the internet ablaze for the third time this year, not that he enjoyed being on the news but some things cannot be avoided especially if the public made it a point to be interested in your life.On the Sunday morning when the news had blown up, Gavin stood a few feet from his laptop on the table with a cup of black coffee in hand, his gaze unwavering on the screen.With each passing second, he watched the article explode, stirring the internet awake.On the left hand side, his phone was buzzing with calls and messages too many to reply, not that he was interested in any of them. Franklyn barged into the room, the disapproval in his expression met with Gavin's darkened eyes, and for a moment none of them spoke to the other. Tensed silence settled over the roo
Last Updated: 2024-10-09
Chapter: BaitChapter 75Gavin leaned against the kitchen counter, staring blankly at the black coffee in front of him. It was his only food for the last few days. Black coffee to keep awake, hot whiskey to keep his mind from Jessie. The closer he came to finding Remi Martin’s associate, the more tricky the case became. The events of the late fee days replayed in his mind, a relentless loop of anger and frustration. After waiting for five days (which seemed like forever to him) Gavin came up with an idea. If someone was really out to get his wife, then he had to fish him out, and what better was there to bait a fish than to use the very thing the fish wanted.What he wasn’t aware of was how deeply hurt he had made the bait. What he didn’t know was how devastated he had left the bait.The door creaked open and Franklyn walked in, his face almost scrunched up in tears. Gavin paused, observing his demeanor. “What happened?”“That was unnecessary!” Franklyn yelled, “Why do we have to do it this w
Last Updated: 2024-10-08
Chapter: Love lostGavin arrived his safe house at mid day. The house was filled with cobwebs mirroring how long it had been since he last stepped foot there. For a brief moment, he had thought his life had become stable, how wrong he was.He dropped his last luggage in the one room apartment and slumped into the dusty couch. For some reason, his head was about to explode from thinking about Jessie. He knew that leaving her behind was a risky, reckless decision, but it was for the best. Or so he wanted to believe. He thought that clinging onto Jessie was going to expose her to more danger, but if he quickly discarded her, he figured, no, hoped— he hoped that if he discarded her, they would ask him for something else. Never in his life had he ever attacked a problem without waiting it out for a few days. So his first plan here was to wait… but other than that, he came here to quietly investigate which of Remi Martin’s associates wanted his wife.And so, work began.The week passed by in such a blur
Last Updated: 2024-10-08
Chapter: Maybe it was retribution, maybe it wasn’t Jessie stood outside the gate of her mother’s house (well, technically her house because she bought it.) She never thought she’d see the day when going home felt so difficult. She in fact bought this house because she was so eager to leave Gavin. Funny how life can deceive us.A sad smile crossed her face as she thought about that day, not too long ago. Falling for Gavin had happened so suddenly, in a way she never expected. Maybe she had always loved him, or maybe it wasn’t love. Maybe it was pity, maybe it was guilt. Whatever it was, she always found herself wondering how he was doing. Whenever his name popped up in the news, she always found herself rooting for him. Maybe it was retribution. Maybe it wasn’t. But now that they had confirmed their feelings for each other, was that what he expected of her? To stand by and watch him suffer from a distance. Gavin had once mentioned that he fancied her from their first night together, but didn’t ever act on it to protect her from
Last Updated: 2024-10-07
Chapter: His first panic attackGavin had faced many oppositions in his life and every time he conquered. One time he was cursed with a hateful accountant, and that year his finances were in shambles, still he didn’t fall. The other time, he had to navigate a hostile takeover attempt by a rival company. Everyone told him he would lose it all— his business, his wealth. Even Aunt Meryl out of empathy, started cleaning his old room in the family house. Yet, despite the odds, Gavin came out successful. Despite knowing all these, despite being the same Gavin who went all in, and came out victorious. This time felt different. Like he wouldn’t survive it this time.In moments like this, normal people had the encouraging words of a friend or loved one ringing in their minds. But what did Gavin have? What played in his mind? The cruel voice of Candace Remington, telling him: “The Devil of Darion Town has something to protect, which also means he has something to lose… something that can be taken.”Painfully, she was
Last Updated: 2024-10-07
Chapter: Tragic endingChapter 71Gavin clenched his fist so tight his fingers dig into his palms. He was one breath away from punching this damn Don Corleone wannabe in the face. How dare he? But something held him back— it wasn’t fear. It was actually discipline. Jessie had once told him that violence never solved anything. Even if he was boiling inside, Gavin released a deep breath, his eyes spoke volumes but he held back. “Who is this your good friend?” He asked, his voice hoarse.“I can’t say,” Remi Martin replied, “But I can assure you, your wife will be safe.”The more Gavin tried to understand this, the harder it was for him. Was this man suggesting that he gave out his wife to service another man for the night? Is that what he was insinuating?“Unfortunately,” he said barely restraining him himself, “I don’t share, Remi.“ Remi Martin smiled a sly smile, nodding his head in agreement. “No man wants to share his wife, Mr. Pierre, I agree. I’ll go talk to my friend one more time. Like I told yo
Last Updated: 2024-09-30
Chapter: You did everything to be with her. The silence after Benita’s departure hung thick in the mansion, heavy as smoke. Her words still echoed down the hall, bitter as poison: It’s over.The front door had slammed. Her perfume lingered faintly in the air, like a ghost that refused to leave.Cillian remained standing in the center of the parlor, hands loose at his sides, eyes fixed on nothing. His jaw flexed, but no sound came from him.Behind him, footsteps creaked. Kent. Then Syl.The brothers exchanged a glance before speaking.Kent broke first. His voice was low, almost careful.“Was that really necessary, Cill?”No answer.Kent tried again, this time firmer. “Benita. You didn’t even try to stop her.”Cillian turned slightly, just enough that the lamplight caught the hard angle of his cheek. “And what would you have had me say?”“That she matters!” Kent snapped. “That you didn’t mean it the way it sounded, that you weren’t throwing her family under the bus just to—” He cut himself off, realizing his voice had risen. He e
Last Updated: 2025-08-31
Chapter: After the conference…After Cillian’s declaration at the press conference, the chamber of the Elders was a storm.Heavy velvet curtains swallowed the morning light, but nothing could dim the fire in the voices bouncing off the domed ceiling. The long table of oak, polished so often it gleamed like glass, now rattled under fists and fury.“The audacity of that boy!” one Elder spat, his cane striking the floor with each syllable. “He drags us into the mud before the city!”“Who gave him the right?” another snapped. “We trusted him with one task — one! Defend us, stabilize the narrative. Instead, he paints us as villains!”“I warned you from the start!” cried a third, face red as flame. “St. James was a mistake! A wolf invited into the sheepfold.”Their rage overlapped, tangled into a chorus of outrage. Papers were flung, cups overturned. In the midst of it all, the only figure unmoved was the one who mattered most.Mr. Ade.Seated at the head of the table, the Elder of Elders did not speak. His hands were fo
Last Updated: 2025-08-31
Chapter: Oakland city is brokenBelle Bellington didn’t speak a word when Cillian led her out of the foundation.Not a word during the long walk to the car.Not when the night wind pressed against the windows, or when Oakland’s skyline glittered cold and distant on the horizon.But she couldn’t unsee it.The darkness in his eyes.Not the kind that came from prison, or loss, or regret. This was something else—an authority, a finality, a conviction so sharp it cut through her spine.For the first time in years, Belle Bellington felt small.She opened her mouth once, shut it again. He gripped the wheel, knuckles pale, jaw set, his profile carved from stone. The silence pressed in until—His phone vibrated.The name lit up the screen.Benita.Cillian reached, thumb hovering over the green icon. But before he could answer, Belle’s voice sliced through the air.“Benni,” she said, leaning toward the phone, her words low, shaking, but laced with something cruel. “Come get me. I can’t spend another moment with this man.”Cil
Last Updated: 2025-08-30
Chapter: DifferencesBelle Bellington had always known the day would come.Not this place, not this hour, and definitely not this man.The Gabby Dawson Foundation had become her refuge, the only corner of Oakland where she could reguag her past couldn’t whisper her name. Here, she was just a grieving benefactor, a quiet investor whose money built playgrounds and bought books. No one asked questions, no one looked too closely.So when the sound of heavy footsteps echoed through the marble corridor, her body stiffened before her mind even placed the rhythm.Not Luke. Not even Benita. Him?Cillian St. James.Relief pricked her first — finally, someone had found her. Someone who could take her out of this limbo of shadows. But that relief was instantly shadowed by disappointment, bitter and sharp. Out of everyone in the world, it had to be him. The ex-convict, the wild card, the man who had ruined her daughter’s life simply by existing on its periphery.She smoothed her scarf across her shoulders, lifted her
Last Updated: 2025-08-29
Chapter: Gaby’s Memorial foundation Benita’s pacing was a rhythm of defiance. Back and forth across the wide windows of the Bellington estate, her heels clipped against the polished floor in steady rebellion. The sun had dragged itself high into the sky, and yet no word had come. No message. No call. Not even the coldest update. Cillian had promised her last night that he would handle it. And now it was nearly three in the afternoon, and still—silence. Her hands twisted together, nails pressing crescents into her skin. “Benni,” Luke said from the armchair, voice weary, “you have to give him time. He’s not careless. Just trust him.” She stopped pacing, turned to him. “I’m losing my mind just waiting…” “The day is almost gone and we haven’t heard from him.” Her father rubbed his temples, already searching for another hope. But Benita was already at the door, headed out. Suddenly, her phone vibrated in her hand. “Kent?” “Benita,” his voice came low, measured, but edged with urgency, “do you know what Cillian’s doi
Last Updated: 2025-08-29
Chapter: As if on cue“I know what you’ve found,” Luke said quietly.Benita’s throat tightened. “Do you?”His gaze flickered toward the folder between them, then back to her. “I’ve been told. And I suppose there’s no point in denying it anymore.” He drew in a long breath and released it, almost like a confession already pressing at his lips. “Your mother and I should never have crossed paths.”Benita sat straighter. “What?”Luke leaned back, his eyes closing briefly, then opened them again, forcing himself to look at her. “It didn’t begin with Belle. It began with Julia Vale.”Benita blinked. Julia Vale. The name rang in her chest like a cracked bell.“Your grandfather thought me careless, spoiled,” Luke continued, his tone measured but shaking underneath. “But Julia… he was brilliant. Ruthless in ways I could never be. We were young men trying to build something out of nothing. The business wasn’t even called Bellington back then. It was just an idea—a building, a handful of desperate schemes. He wanted m
Last Updated: 2025-08-28
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