A Contract Marriage With My Boss

"In the quaint town of Ritcheton Falls, Northern California, Maddie Ried's life is turned upside down. The feisty single mom and coffee shop owner discovers her ex-husband's shocking betrayal and that their child was swapped at birth. Desperate to reunite with her biological son, Maddie's five-month search ends in a stunning revelation - billionaire CEO Theon Kennel is the father, and his son Thomas is her true child. Driven by love and determination, Maddie proposes a contract marriage to Theon, navigating the complexities of family, loyalty, and trust. As they confront their complicated pasts and growing attraction, will their arrangement blossom into true love, or will the secrets and lies that brought them together tear them apart?"

Warning: This book is intended for mature readers only. It contains dark, pornographic content, explicit sex scenes, BDSM themes, strong language, and age gap romance. If you enjoy extra heat, obsessive desire, and steam so intense it makes you squirm—this book is definitely for you. ******** “You’ve been teasing me for months now, little mouse. Those tight skirts. That pretty mouth. Did you really think I wouldn’t notice?” Rowan murmured against her ear. She sucked in a shaky breath. It was hard to breathe with his body pressed so close, his hardness unmistakable, his warm breath sending shivers down her neck. “Do you want to feel my dick buried in your dripping pussy?” he asked, his hand sliding between her thighs. Rhea flinched as his hands moved higher. She could only nod. “Use your words, baby girl.” “Y-yes,” she breathed, squirming as his finger traced slow circles over her clit. A dark, approving smile touched his lips. “Good girl. Now lie down and spread that pretty virgin pussy for me. Let daddy have a taste.” ******** Rhea had always wanted Rowan Langston—the infamous, untouchable bachelor everyone whispered about. In fact, she was obsessed. When the chance to become his fake wife fell into her lap, she thought it would be her shortcut to his heart. She was wrong. Rowan doesn’t do love. He fucks. And he fucks hard. But Rhea isn’t ready to give up. Will she be able to crack the wall around Rowan’s heart, or will she lose the man she’s been chasing to his own darkness?

She’s sunshine, glitter, and impulsive chaos. He’s suit-and-tie, headlines, and cold steel control. Together? Absolutely not... right? Jace Whitmore and Lily Thompson have *history*-the kind neither of them talks about, but both remember. She remembers him as the tall, egotistical jerk who kissed her stupid... then told her he wouldn’t touch her with a six-foot pole. RUDE. And infuriatingly unforgettable. He remembers her as the pint-sized menace who’s far too cute for his sanity. Her pout? Weaponized. That glitter obsession? Unbearable. Her... everything? Inexplicably addictive. And while she’s not his type (his type being supermodels with legs for days), his eyes, and maybe something else, never got that memo. He’s the reformed playboy now forced to run his family’s billion-dollar empire. She’s a glitter-wearing, bubble-blowing whirlwind of trouble who wants to get revenge on her ex. He’s the suit-clad face of responsibility. She’s the younger sister of his friend. And exactly no one thinks they should be within ten feet of each other. It started with one forbidden kiss. One very personal grudge… One impulsive decision… And the fear of things becoming real.

Reader discretion advised. Adults 18+ only. Alisa Verene was the stain on her family's name—the illegitimate daughter of House Verene, forever living in the shadow of her perfect half-sister. No matter how hard she tried, no matter how much of herself she gave, she was never enough. Love, praise, and pride were reserved for Naomi. Until him. Victor Ravencroft, the second son of a powerful house, saw her—cherished her—and for the first time in her life, Alisa believed she could be wanted. Loved. But love, too, was a lie. Naomi destroyed her marriage with a single revelation: she was carrying Victor’s child. The affair hadn’t started after the wedding—it had never ended. Alisa had been nothing more than a pawn, a convenient gateway to the woman Victor truly desired. He married her not out of love, but proximity. A sister’s castoff. A wife in name only. Shattered, humiliated, and burned by betrayal, Alisa refused to fall quietly. She demanded a divorce—and with vengeance in her veins, she did the unthinkable. She turned to Leo Ravencroft, Victor’s older brother, the cold and untouchable heir. And with steady eyes and a broken heart, she asked him for a favor that would set the entire Ravencroft name ablaze: A fake marriage. A lie to rival the one that ruined her.

“I now pronounce you husband and wife” was what the pope said, well just few of our families were present and the groom was no where to be found . My father told me he had urgent business to handle few hours before my big day…. Pure sarcasm by the way. Slowly slipping out of my wedding dress, flashbacks of how I was forced to marry a pompous mafia leader for my father’s greed stings my heart. Getting married without having to see the face of your so-called husband was the last thing on my wishlist . A man so arrogant to attend his own wedding was the last man I could ever love

On my wedding anniversary, I came home to rose petals and champagne. Instead of romance, I found my husband in bed with my sister—wearing the couture gown I designed for her runway debut. He called my designs "boring" and revealed the fashion house I built was actually funded by her secret investor money. The child we adopted? Her biological son with my husband, who she abandoned to chase Paris Fashion Week. I walked out in nothing but the lingerie prototype from my latest collection. In a snowstorm. Straight into an exclusive fashion week after-party where I met him: a mysterious man who mistook me for a model and offered me a drink that tasted like freedom. One night later, I owed him $100,000. Three months later, I discovered I was pregnant. And when I showed up to my job interview at the biggest fashion conglomerate in the industry, ready to prove my designs could save their failing luxury brand, the CEO sitting across from me was the same man from that night. He remembers me. He wants his money back. And he's offering me $5 million if I can take his brand from fashion week laughingstock to top five in three major shows. I took the bet. I just didn't tell him about the baby. Or that my ex-husband's textile company supplies the fabric for every major fashion house—including his.

Alexia Thompson is in a pinch. Her entire life is going downhill as she has been accused of embezzling company funds. The only way she can get herself out of this pinch is if she agrees to a contract marriage with her playboy billionaire boss, Ethan Blackwood. Ethan Blackwood is the heir to the CEO of Blackwood Enterprises, and he is a famed billionaire with a penchant for womanizing. To access his inheritance of Thompson Enterprises and succeed his father, one of the conditions required was to get married, and what better way to get a wife than to enter a contract with his hot PA who had been accused of embezzling the company's funds and needed a savior? They began to navigate the terrain of their contract marriage, with Ethan finally getting the role of CEO in Thompson's Enterprises and Alexia getting her name cleared of the embezzlement charges. Will Alexia and Ethan fall for each other in the end? Will they continue to use each other for their benefit? Can they manage to rise above the challenges and adversaries in their paths? Will Alexia find out who framed her and get revenge? Flip the pages of this thriller to find out.

My mom, Gina Lowry, uses the six million dollars from selling our family hotel to buy my cousin, Harry Sullivan, a villa. The next day, my fiancé of five years, Charles Gomez, dumps me. "Vivian, this is the end for us," Charles says, sitting in the café of a five-star hotel. His tone is so matter-of-fact that it sounds as if he's merely discussing a business deal. The engagement ring in my hand suddenly feels burning hot. I ask, "Why? Our wedding is next month." He stirs his coffee casually and replies, "Your family is known for favoring sons above all else. I looked into it. Your parents sold off the family business and gave all the assets to your cousin, Harry." A chill runs through my whole body as I argue, "That was my parents' decision. It has nothing to do with me!" "Does it really have nothing to do with you?" Charles looks up, his gaze sharp. "You're a daughter of the Sullivan family. In the future, you'll have to keep supporting your useless cousin endlessly. My family won't have any part in such an unreasonable practice. It's simply too embarrassing." In a trembling voice, I plead, "Charles, we've been together for five years. Is what we have less than these worldly considerations?" He lets out a light scoff. "What we have? Vivian, you're 28. How are you still this naive? In our circle, marriage is never just about two people." He stands up and adjusts the cuff of his custom suit. "I hope you find someone more suitable for you." I watch his resolute back as he walks away. Biting my lip hard, I refuse to let the tears fall. My phone chimes as a message from my mom comes in. In the photo, Harry is standing in front of a luxury villa with his arm around the influencer girlfriend he's been dating for three months. He is smiling smugly, like he's at the top of the world. Mom sounds overjoyed in her voice message. "Vivian, look how grand Harry's new home is! Now, he won't have to worry about his marital home when he gets married!" I stare at the photo and laugh through my tears. The moment I leave the family group chat and block all my relatives, my fingertips feel ice-cold. I sneer inwardly, "Since a daughter can never compare to a son in your hearts, then from now on, that precious nephew of yours will be your only family. When he drives you out of the villa bought with your entire savings, I wonder if you'll remember the daughter you abandoned today."

"You’ve faded, Anna. No other man will ever want you."After six years of marriage, my husband didn't just ask for an open arrangement—he dismantled my soul. He thought I was trapped by my mother’s medical bills and my own shattered confidence. He thought I would stay quiet while he played with other women.He was wrong.One night of rebellion leads me to Anthony Jeffery—a man more dangerous and powerful than my husband could ever imagine. I thought it was a one-time escape. I didn't know Anthony was my husband’s billionaire boss. I didn't know he was the only man who could help me reclaim the jewelry designs my husband has been stealing from me for years.Now, I’m playing a double game. By day, I’m the genius designer taking over the industry. By night, I’m the CEO’s secret obsession.Jake wanted an open marriage? Fine. But by the time I’m done, he won’t just lose his wife—he’ll lose his career, his freedom, and his crown.The game is open. And I’m playing to win.

Chloe's husband lost her to a poker game. Yes, he lost her, like a house or a car because of his selfishness. After proving to his wife that he wasn't trustworthy enough to make healthy financial decisions, she was handed on a platter of gold to the menacing Don that nobody dared approach, Kai Zhang. But her deal with the most handsome man she had ever set her eyes on was simple; be his fake bride for 6 months. She agreed, just so she could be free from the shenanigans, but little did she know, that fate had so much in store for the both of them. And who would have thought that the ruthless and dangerous, Kai Zhang, can ever fall in love with a woman?