Decisive Contract Marriage のウェブ小説＆ストーリー

Five years after a desperate one-night stand with a masked stranger, an impoverished mother becomes the live-in housekeeper for a ruthless CEO—unaware he is the father of her triplets, or that he has spent years hunting for her.

WARNING: This story contains explicit scenes/mature content. "Five years ago, you threw me into a warzone to rot. Today, you all will kneel before me." Robin Sinclair was the family scapegoat—starved in cold attics, banned from showing her genius, and forced to take the fall for her golden-child sister’s fatal crime. Her reward? Betrayal by her fiancé, abandonment by her parents, and exile to the lawless borderlands to die in the shadows. They thought the gutter swallowed her whole. They were dead wrong. Five years later, Robin returns to Capital City. She is no longer the timid girl they broke. She is a lethal combat master, a legendary hacker who controls global intelligence, and the secret billionaire mogul behind the world’s most untouchable luxury empire. Enter Brandon Blackwood—the city’s ruthless billionaire, feared by high society and untouchable to women. Two years ago, a mysterious, emerald-eyed warrior saved his life on a blood-soaked battlefield. Now, he has found her. Under the guise of a convenient contract marriage with a strict "no-touch" clause, Brandon lures Robin under his roof. But the cold billionaire has no intention of keeping his hands to himself. In the boardroom, he hands her the weapons to destroy her enemies; behind closed doors, his dark possessiveness and scorching touch ignite a consuming, breathless fire that threatens to shatter every wall around her heart. As Robin's enemies crumble and the shocking truth of her royal bloodline explodes across the nation, the predators realize too late: You don't beg the Queen for mercy—you pray she makes your ruin swift.

Wren didn't choose these families. They chose her before she was even born. When Wren's father vanished, he left behind a debt paid in blood, and a promise older than she is. Three men found her first, deciding Wren was theirs before she even knew their names. "You're mine," Damian said, like it was already decided. "I found her," Kane growled. "That makes her mine first." "You're both wrong," Adrian said quietly. "She was never yours to begin with." Wren told them she wasn't property and that she belonged to no one. They didn't listen. Now Wren has one night to decide. Sign the vow and bind herself to a family built on power, secrets, and blood. Or walk away and destroy the one thing standing between her father and the people who want him dead. "Choose wisely," the don warned. "Because once the vow is spoken, there is no version of her life that doesn't belong to us." Wren used to think love was a choice but in this family, it's a debt and she is the only currency they'll accept.