Hired For Love, Trapped In Wealth Romane & Geschichten

Nothing had prepared her for getting married to the man she loved with her entire heart and that too, a handsome and extremely wealthy guy. What was happening to her at that moment was almost like some fairytale. All her life, she had been unloved, first by her parents who should have loved their kids unconditionally, then by Camila and by the many clients who had treated her as they pleased, but then fate threw a twist at her.

"I guess that’s how it happened. The third time Zara needed a blood transfusion, Emily refused. But under certain conditions I agreed to, she became my wife, and in return, she provided her blood." "Does that make sense to you? She’s an heiress, and you never knew? I know you are thorough when digging for information, what went wrong?" His question hit me hard. I started to realize I had been fooled by her. But was I really? When she first showed up, she claimed to be jobless. She said she required money to cover her bills and wouldn’t mind working in any department. I didn’t think she was lying, so I took her on for a short-term position.

Letta asked. "Well, I have already figured out your wicked intentions. I also know all about your life. You are a child abandoned by your own parents and taken care of by your family who even now are expelling you, aren't they? That's probably why you got caught up in living expenses or whatever it is, or maybe the strong desire for a luxurious life. That's why you executed your plan and sold yourself to Marco. And it seems your wicked plan has truly reaped fortune because you immediately got pregnant with his child. Don't you know that the Jovanka family, their own flesh and blood, also cannot be disregarded, and luck favored you so that you could marry Marco?" Arabella said, truly leaving

And no, I don't have a wealthy husband, I never did. “What? "Our marriage was a lie, I was hired to pretend to be his wife and now, the contract is over. "No, that's a lie, he loves you, if it hadn't been like that, he wouldn't have come for me..." Ricardo's words were a prick in Alma's heart, which was true, what Edan did for her, showed her that he loved her and that's why doing everything she did, was so difficult. “Soul... You can help me, you can't leave me like this, I made mistakes, but don't I deserve a second chance? Ricardo continued to plead.

Anna shook her head and continued laughing. "I don't make love, Mr. Baldwin." Anna turned around. She turned. One more glance at Baldwin then her feet stole a step so that her face could be closer to the billionaire who would become her company's biggest sponsor. "I fuck — harder." Baldwin held his breath. He didn't expect those words to come out on Anna's sweet lips. Anna turned around quickly. Her long legs walked into Baldwin's penthouse. "Geez ... I'm so fucking crazy!" Baldwin slapped the iron backing on the outside very hard. His heart was still beating fast and now he was getting frustrated. He rushed after Anna inside.

I yelled as I was dragged out of the apartment. The next couple of hours were a routine nightmare. I was identified and fingerprinted. The underhanded jokes and looks I received were disgusting and I could barely hide it. I was being accused of targeting wealthy men and seducing them so that I could steal from them later. Just the thought of it made my skin crawl.

Every single thing. Every search ended up with the same summary. The golden boy turned billionaire CEO- perfect record, perfect life, perfect company He had never even gone against the traffic regulations. I could not find the tiniest dirt on him. He had never been involved in scandals. He had never abused any woman, evaded Tax or done business with a criminal. His record was so clean, the Press had to start making up rumors about his perfectly covered dark secret that no one seemed to know. He had no reason for him to marry me- for him to tie himself down with someone he did not like, with a contract marriage.

“I’ve seen girls like you. Poor. Desperate. Thinking maybe they can trap a Lancaster with puppy eyes and flirty stares.” Her words hit like slaps. “I’m not…” I try again, voice barely above a whisper. “Oh please,” she scoffs. “You really think you’re special? That he sees you? You’re just a maid. A background extra in his life.” She turns slowly to face me, her tone dripping venom. “He already has someone. Elise. She’s perfect, beautiful, and educated. Not some… orphaned, charity case girl wearing secondhand shoes.” I clench my fists, willing myself not to cry again. Not here.

She was practically jobless and how she survived in this city was amusing. Nobody could judge her social skills even if they tried. She was a bonafide social climber and she did it so well, rumors had it though that she had shackled herself to the wrong billionaire. Adrian Hales was a ‘soon to be’ bankrupt person and it was going to be a beautiful reality for Cassie. Good thing society will still be there and the rude world will still rotate, she frowned at the thought and it was about the same time that they stepped into Dan’s office.

It stripped their love story down to its core, reframing it as a corporate scheme—two powerful figures feigning affection for the sake of shareholders and public perception. Camille’s lips curled into a slow, smug smile. Now, the public would see their engagement as it truly was—a financial transaction. Not a love story. Not a fairy tale. A deception. And already, murmurs were escalating into roars. She took a leisurely sip of wine, savoring the tart bitterness as she scrolled through a live feed of trending articles: “Engagement Exposed: Blackwell and Carter’ Love story Unravels” “Authentic Love or Deceptive Scheme? Leaked Contract Raises Questions”