Contract Marriage: Married To A Sadistic CEO

“Olivia, are you really fine?” Olivia's friend, Annabelle, asked worriedly.After the night she got divorced, she couldn't think of anywhere to go aside from her friend's place. She caught a cold and wouldn't tell her friend what happened.“I am,” she managed to reply, as if those two words were forced out of her mouth.Annabelle placed her hand on Olivia's forehead to feel her temperature. Her temperature was warm compared to two days ago when she came knocking on her door, looking soaked.“Olivia, you aren't okay. Stop pretending to yourself,” Annabelle said. She knew her friend would never share her problem with anyone except she was at the verge of dying.Unable to keep lying, Olivia decided to tell everything to Annabelle. She explained how she caught Bradford, how shameless he was, and everything that transpired between them.Annabelle ruffled her long black hair as if she were the one treated that way. “Fuck! Girl, how could you keep such a thing to yourself?”“What can I do? Ev

His question caught her off guard. He sounded cold, yet he smiled as if she was joking. “Why did you want to marry me?” He repeated the same question, making her snap out of her thoughts. She drifted back and sat upright. “I want your help. I want you to help me take revenge on my ex-husband,” she said, finding it unbelievable that Bradford was now her ex-husband. The same man she thought loved and can't live without her. “You are so funny. You are a perfect fit for a comedy role,” he said, staring at her brown eyes. “For real, how does your revenge have anything to do with me marrying you?” “I learned your grandma wants to hand over the company to you if you get married. Won't it be a win-win for the both of us? I get revenge on my ex-husband, and you get the company, then we get divorced after some months,” she proposed. His lips curled into a dark smile, amused by her words. He had never seen a lady propose a contract marriage. It was always men doing it. This was his first tim

“Why did you do that, Layla?” Her father, Dante, asked disappointedly. He knew how ambitious his daughter was, but stealing his niece's husband? It was a no-no for him. Even though he had his eyes on that company, he would never do anything that would hurt Olivia. Layla burst into laughter at her father's question. She let go of her phone and walked up to him. “Dad, what did I do wrong? Why are you questioning me like I killed someone?” She asked sarcastically. Dante ruffled his dark brown hair at Layla's words. “Layla! Don't you dare play with me! I asked, Why did you steal your cousin's man?”She bit her lips at how frustrating her father was becoming. “If you are going to be the angel or the devil, choose one and stop confusing me! You want that damn company, don't you?” Her question came as a harsh truth to her father. He wanted that company more than anyone else. He had worked so hard for the past two decades to impress his brother, hoping his brother would hand over the com

“Kenny, have you caught the thief?” Alden's cold voice echoed in the room as he inquired. Kenny hesitated before he replied, “Yes. Our tech team tracked down the car, while our boys did the rest of the work.”“Where is he now?” Alden asked, sounding a little calmer compared to earlier. He knew that if he failed his client, not only would he be in trouble, but his family would also be in trouble. Thanks to Kenny, that won't happen. “He is in our disciplinary room,” Kenny informed him, his gaze glued to the ground. He knew that if he made any mistake, Alden would direct his anger at him. “Thank you, man,” Alden said, and patted his shoulder slightly before he left the company. He drove off to a shabby building that was built in the middle of an abandoned land. The land belonged to his mother. No one knew about it aside from him because he was the only one his mother informed about the land before she died. It took him thirty minutes before he arrived at the building. He alighted fr

“Alden, remove your seatbelt and let's exchange positions. I will drive,” she said. Even though she was afraid of heights, she could still drive safely compared to Alden. Alden heaved a sigh before he did as she instructed. After she sat down in the driver's seat, she reversed the car and made a U-turn. Even though the rain was pouring much more than earlier, she was able to drive back, not caring about Alden's thoughts. She knew there was no way she could drive through that road when there is a cliff and the height of the distance between the top and below the bridge was no joke. At least driving back to the mansion was better than endangering their lives here. Halfway close to the mansion, Alden, who was already regaining his consciousness and sanity at the sudden stop of the rainfall, spoke up. “Olivia, I don't want to go home. Can you just drive me to your apartment?”She bit her lips at his request. She turned to look at him and felt pity for him. She understood what it means