Todos os capítulos de CEO's Only Wife: Capítulo 1 - Capítulo 10

She needs a man.The best person is to have $150,000 left over to share.Carina Scodelario stared at the small bonfire she burned herself in the middle of her living room floor and wondered if she had completely lost her mind. The piece of paper in her hand contained all the qualities she dreamed her soulmate would have. Loyalty. Intelligence. Sense of humor. A strong sense of family and love for animals. And a solid income.Most of her ingredients are being boiled. A hair from a family member – her brother is still angry. A combination of aromatic herbs – will probably give him a gentle personality. And a small bar for... uhm, she hoped it wouldn't deliver what she feared.Taking a deep breath, she threw the list into the silver bucket and watched it burn. She felt like an idiot casting a love spell, but she had no other choice and so little to lose. As the owner of a philosophy bookstore in trendy New York City, she allowed herself to accept the fact that it was ironic. It is like s

Eric glanced around, satisfied with the results. His personal conference room always provides a business atmosphere, with the bouquets of fresh flowers that his secretary has placed in the center of the table showing a connection to his personal style, Among the elegant wine racks, the cherry wood surfaces shine with leather seats. The contract was already written, next to an elegant silver tea tray, coffee, and cakes. Formal, friendly – ​​something that is reflected in the tunes of their marriage.He ignored the hole in his gut as he thought about meeting Carina Scodelario one more time. He wondered what she was like growing up. The stories his sister shared with him were portraits of an impulsive and reckless woman. He hesitated at first about Anna's offer – Carina didn't fit the image he needed. Unforgettable memories of a free-spirited child with an undulating ponytail always disturbed his thoughts, even though he knew she owned a respectable bookstore. He still thought she was An

Eric stared at the woman standing in front of him and tried to swallow. Her deep voice even conjures up fantasies of fire, demanding and ... full of rumbling. He let out a curse and took another sip of coffee, trying to buy time. Her whole attitude screams sex. The innocence of the past has been burned away and left to be a completely woman with purely female needs. He wondered what kind of man would satisfy those needs. He wondered how her plump breasts would feel in his hands, or what those lips would taste like under his. He wondered what she was wearing under that tight red dress."Eric?""Hmmm?""Did you hear me?""Yes. Sex. I promise you'll never find yourself in an awkward situation.""So, you're telling me you still intend to sleep with Gabriella?""Gabriella and I are in a relationship.""But I won't marry her."Tension enveloped the air around them. He took a few steps away, desperate. "It's not that kind of relationship.""Hmmm, that's interesting. So you're saying that I c

She was about to open her mouth but his warning glance told her the conversation was over. Wonderful. She just accepted his rude words. Carina pointed to the street sign. "This is the entrance to my parents' house."Eric ran into the lane surrounding the house and turned off the engine. Both are researching a white Victorian house. From the outside, the warm, welcoming structure radiates from the classical stone pillars to the graceful porch that surrounds it. The weeping willows surrounded the edge of the sloping lawn almost forming a protective barrier. Large windows with closed black doors dot the front of the house. Now the darkness has obscured the signs of neglect due to financial hardship. It had covered the peeling white paint on the pillars, the cracked steps at the top of the porch, the faded old roof. She let out a sigh as her childhood home appeared around her as a consolation. "Are you ready?" he asked.She glanced at him. His face was cold, his eyes distant. He looked

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