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"Do you know what attracted me to you when I first saw you, Your wealth, Melinda. Your wealth attracted me to you. I knew I could get a fortune out of you that was why I seduced you into marriage. To be sincere, I don't think there will be any man in his right senses that will ever fall in love with you because you are as ugly as hell. How will you satisfy him in bed when you are not even good at it? With you, I'm impotent but with other women, I'm not. The problem is you, Melinda. You are a mistake. Nobody wants an ugly woman. we only want your mo...... "Enough!" Mel shouted before he could complete his sentence. Tears were already rolling down her cheeks. "Get out of my house... Leave.!!!"

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Nothing as complicated as marriage yet, I just wanted to introduce her to my world. One day, she stormed into my suite with anger and betrayal clearly etched on her face. She was holding a magazine that had both our faces on it. It read, "Billionaire heir of the Martinez empire seen with Polish local. Looks like even Polish girls aren't immune to the beautiful art of gold-digging."

The house was still, hushed, almost gentle. I sat on the couch and scrolled. Not for anything in particular. Just… something. A distraction. The kind you search for when your chest feels tight and you don’t know if it’s grief or exhaustion pressing on your ribs. That’s when I saw it. A blog headline. “Billionaire’s Nanny: Savior or Social Climber? The Curious Case of May Hemlings.” My thumb hovered. Then I tapped. The page loaded slowly. Every second an anvil.

Sophia, though wary, let her in. While Sophia was distracted in the nursery, Emma slipped into the master bedroom, rummaging through drawers until she found the contract. She snapped pictures of every page, her heart racing with triumph. “Got you,” she whispered, slipping the papers back into place. --- Days later, the news broke. Headlines blared across social media and business outlets: *“Vanderbilt Marriage Built on a Contract?”* and *“The Shocking Agreement Behind V Corp’s Power Couple.”* Sophia’s phone buzzed incessantly as calls and messages poured in. By the time she arrived at V Corp, the whispers and side glances from employees were deafening.

She was lost in her own world of pleasure, caring less about her pain and illness. He began to kiss her again, from her neck, moving down to her chest and on to her stomach, making her moan with pleasure. She arched her back as he continued to explore her body, his hands roaming freely over her skin. Eliza felt herself getting lost in the moment, forgetting about her pain and her worries as Alex pleasured her. She ran her fingers through his hair and pulled him closer, wanting more of him.

Missed me? Here's a gift for you. There's another one waiting. You'll love it more. I'll pick you up at 7. Don't make me wait :) -D.K. With a line of sweat covering her forehead, Shanaya read the note over and over again. After staring at it in disbelief for a while—half hoping it would catch fire from her burning gaze—she let it slip through her fingers to the white desk. Her eyes darted to the bouquet of yellow tulips that came along with the note and a shiver ran through her body as she thought of the man who had sent it.

"Ten thousand? That's history." She curled her lip, her voice ringing across the entire hall. "If you want to marry into the Forrest family, you follow our new rules. Frankly, I don't see any sincerity from you. Let's round it up to 500,000." The room fell dead silent. The emcee froze, microphone still raised. My hand stiffened midair. I turned to look at Dylan. He stood there in the suit worth 30,000 I had bought for him with his head down, eyes glued to his phone, acting like none of this concerned him.