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This is a story about Josephine Miller and Theo Smith whose romance begins in the most unusual and unexpected way. Josephine is a young, smart, and very beautiful girl, who has a sister she has to take care of and her own love company, but she is in a lot of debt because of it. Her company finds spouses to rich men, who need them. She is facing financial difficulties because most of her money is going into an exclusive rehabilitation home for the care of her younger sister, who had become disabled from a suicide attempt. Josephine has had a troubled past. Her father served time in prison for tax evasion, her mother committed suicide and her sister tried to. Theo Smith is a wealthy businessman, a playboy, and a womanizer. His father passed away some time before and left a will in which it says if he wants his inheritance he has to get married. One day Theo has the need of a wife for one year and he goes to Josephine’s agency. He asks her to find him a wife. After she gives him 3 candidates, he says that he does not like them and that he wants her to get married to him, because he already likes her. He offered her a big amount of money. She needs the money for the care she pays for her sister, so she accepts, but they sign a contract in which it says that if they do not have a child everything will be okay and when the contract ends every person will live their normal life, while if they have a child Josephine will get a part of the inheritance. They get married in Las Vegas and the inevitable happens they become lovers.

Preview. After harsh and violent events that happened in past, I completely lost my faith in relationships: love and friendship both. I spent my last couple of years happily by myself and a very few people I trusted. Most of the people thought I was arrogant and self-centred and i was completely okay with that. But then a realisation hit hard, because of couple of bad people I can't stop trusting everyone. So, for a change i needed a new and fresh kick start. I transferred to another college in last year of my graduation. I loved the feeling of new and raw start. fresh me, fresh people , fresh environment and a lot better vibes. This is where the story starts... I was walking towards my class through the busy corridor just when I saw a him siting on the very first bench of Lr. 19, I saw his fair skin, his jawline, a face with a smile talking to someone on his left. My heart skipped a beat. I was petrified. He turned his face towards me while i was still standing few steps from the door of the class. He smiled. And I realised he was not the one i had a crush on but indeed he looked almost like my crush. After 6 months... The boy i saw is my only true and dearest friend in this college... After about a year, Things change so fast and harshly that you don't even get time to understand the circumstances. The change breaks you.. It hurts but hurt eventually makes you stronger. Read to find out what really happened in the last year of her graduation....

Vera was the Alpha king's daughter. She was famous for rejecting the throne to make her own identity. But no one knew that she married her mate, Fred Clinton— An average Alpha, and dedicated 7 years of her life to help him. That's not all, she also put her wolf to sleep and introduced herself as a human so he wouldn't feel bad about having a stronger mate. She thought life was good. She thought she had the best husband and son. However, on the sports day event of her son, her heart bottomed out to see him and her husband doting on his PA, a nineteen year old girl pretending to be cute. When she confronted them, their words shattered her heart. "Mommy, there's no need for you to overreact okay! Aunt Tory here was doing what you were supposed to do— Taking care of us. Stop throwing a tantrum and let us enjoy the movie." Those were her son's words when she yelled at them. "Vera, I can't deny my feelings for Tory. She pulls me in like a magnet. Many Alphas have women beside their Lunas. Why are you so bitter about it? Accept her or the doors are behind you. It's your choice." "You want that Vixen? Fine, I'll leave you both to be with her. Enjoy your lives." Heartbroken, Verena left them. She revived her wolf and decided to pick up where she left 7 years ago— To make her own identity. But when she meets a certain Alpha billionaire on the way, her life is not the same.

On the day my older brother, Morgan Slater, is supposed to register his marriage with Savannah Reed, he doesn't show up at the city hall at all. Instead, he calls me, who's there to hype up the atmosphere as the best man. "Savannah is a fake heiress. She's even poorer than me now. Why would I marry her?" After ending the call, I see two comments floating in front of me all of a sudden. [Morgan really is stupid! The paternity test has it all wrong! Savannah is the real deal!] [He has already reached the marriage stage! I can't believe he actually lets the real heiress slip through his fingers just like that!] I instantly turn around to see Savannah standing in a corner on her own. Despite having gotten kicked out of the Reed family, the cheap dress does little to conceal her charm. After giving it some thought, I approach her, knowing full well that I resemble Morgan a lot when it comes to my looks. "Sorry, but Morgan won't be coming today," I say bluntly. Savannah seems to have expected that outcome. All she does is hum in response. "My family has wronged you this time. If you don't mind, is it okay if I marry you instead?" Savannah narrows her eyes at me. Her gaze flits over my face, which is similar to Morgan's. Morgan spends the day looking for another rich woman to marry. As for me, I've already registered my marriage with Savannah and become the official son-in-law of the Reeds.

On the seventh year of our anniversary, the anniversary gift my husband, Anthony Walker, has given me is a divorce agreement that is valid for seven days. He has planned all this just because he has his eye on a female intern in his company, who is seven years younger than him. So, he wants to be in a legitimate relationship with her that only lasts for seven days. On the first day, they reserve an entire cinema for themselves. After that, they make love to each other from the doorway to the seats. On the second day, they set off fireworks at the beach. The fireworks are so bright that half of the city is illuminated by them. On the fifth day, the intern, Tanya Lindt, barges into my art exhibition. With tears running down her face, she accuses me of being the side chick in her relationship in front of the mass media. That night, news of a rising female painter becoming a homewrecker for the sake of love goes viral. More than 100 thousand malicious comments directed at me are posted in the comment section. On the sixth day, Anthony apologizes to me on Tanya's behalf. Apparently, the punishment he has set for her is that she's not allowed to go shopping for three days. On the seventh day, Anthony finally realizes that something is wrong. He calls me 99 times just to remind me that we'll get remarried the next day. "Okay," I say to him. Then, I inform my assistant to check in my baggage. What Anthony doesn't know is that I already came up with a plan to further my studies overseas seven days ago. This time, I'm not going to waste my time on him anymore.

She was ready to differentiate into Alpha the next second in the hotel, but her intentions were thwarted by the unexpected arrival of A+ Alpha... Under a strong influx of cedar-scented pheromones, Letitia ultimately differentiated into Omega. "Ahhhhh...... no!" Letitia was alarmed, kicking and punching wildly with both hands and feet, but in front of the A+ class alpha, it was like an unreasonable child. Samuel, the CEO of the Ruiz family, grimaced helplessly. His long legs pressed her flailing legs, then he pulled the belt off his robe and tied her hands firmly to the post at the head of the bed. The aphrodisiac had taken over his will and there was only one thought left in his mind: to possess her......Letitia's voice rose abruptly and she struggled with unprecedented panic . Her tender omega cavity was only just awakening when an unexpected visitor knocked on the door. "No! Not there, Samuel!" She looked at Samuel with pleading red eyes as tears fell from her eyes. Samuel smiled and released his pheromones to gently soothe the frightened rabbit beneath him. It's okay, you'll be mine forever. They were knotted... After one-night stand, Letitia thinks he doesn't remember anything and runs away. But when she found out she was pregnant with his child, he told her that they were a couple forced to be matched well under the state matching mechanism and were destined to marry. She reluctantly agreed to his proposal of marriage. But she never tells him whose child she is carrying... On their wedding night, Samuel thoughtfully tucked the corners of her covers in for her, then leaned down to listen and heard her dreaming. "I don't ...... want to ...... marry him." Samuel's smile froze at the corners of his mouth. He never just wanted to mark her...

"You need me." He told me. My eyes narrowed slightly at the way he was so sure. "I don't," I said. He arched a brow. "Jenny, you need me as much as I need you. I just want to help you and in return, you will be my wife for a year till I get my potential bride and by doing that, I will be able to get my mother off my neck." He said. I knew what he said was true and that I needed him. "Okay, for just a year?" "Yes, just a year." He replied. * * * * She needed him. He wanted her. Jenny Darlington knew she only had herself to blame when Jason Thorne, her unrelenting neighbor, made that request. She had accepted his help to claim custody of her kid and in return, she will be his wife for twelve months. She soon realized that Jason was not all the jovial and funny guy he showed. He was seductive and alluring. He was the guilty pleasure of ladies who wanted to be beneath him, writhing and moaning in pleasure. He hummed with whispers of temptation - the temptation to sin and surrender, to let him make you his. He was capable of awakening every dead need and desire. But he was not capable of one thing. That thing has been the secret he carried in his heart for years. Jenny thought she had accepted a minor thing, only for her to find out that what she had accepted was not ordinary. She accepted Sin In Tom Ford Suit. What happens when she resumes her new job and she figures out that her new boss was her... Contract husband?

On our son's fifth birthday, I found the texts on Stanley's phone—from his best friend's widow: [Stanley, the kid misses his dad again. When are you coming over?] [Stanley, Archie liked a set of matching family outfits. I already ordered them. Let's wear them together this weekend.] [Stanley, Archie starts school tomorrow. I put your name down under "father." Hope that's okay?] And Stanley? He was all in: [Loretta's asleep. I'll head over now.] [My size is 3XL. Don't get the wrong one.] [It's fine. You two have always been my responsibility.] I stood there, frozen. Then I called him back in from the living room, where he'd been helping Luca open gifts. He didn't deny it. Just hugged me and started rambling. "Hallie's Howard's widow. I promised I'd look out for her and Archie. I know I messed up. It won't happen again." We'd been together ten years. Luca had just turned five. Ending a marriage over a few texts felt dramatic. So I let it slide. Believed him. We even went out to celebrate Luca's birthday. Then his phone lit up on the table: [Stanley, the kid's crying for his dad before bed. I can't calm him down.] Stanley shoved his chair back and walked out—no hesitation. I looked at Luca. He was startled at the noise. And just like that, divorce didn't feel so dramatic anymore.

My family owned Belgard Estate, a historic wine property that had recently gone viral after serving as the backdrop for a series of advertisements and product livestreams. On one occasion, my butler and I could not even enter the grounds. Influencers crowded the entrance, phones raised, security overwhelmed. My fiancée apologized. "The mayor wanted to borrow the estate, dear. I couldn't tell him no," she said. "Just bear with it for a while, okay? Once the trend dies down, I'll have them all cleared out. Trust me." I trusted her. I never raised the issue again. Some time later, my grandfather prepared to celebrate his 90th birthday. I returned to the estate to retrieve our finest vintage for the occasion, only to find myself nearly crushed by a shrieking crowd packed outside the gates. I slipped away and made my way to the back entrance after someone in the crowd called me a "free-riding bum." Bewildered, I was ready to present proof of ownership when a woman shouted over the noise, "Didn't you hear? Miss LePenn has already announced that Belgard Estate has been given to Jacques Martin! I don't care how big a fan you are of him. You still have to buy a ticket to see him like the rest of us!" I stood there, stunned. Jacques? The first man I had ever allowed to use this estate for a product livestream? It belonged to him now? And since when had Sylvia become the mistress of this place? Since when did she even have a boyfriend? Enough was enough. It was time to bring these people's business with Belgard Estate to an end.

When I head over to my daughter, Hannah Westfield's place for dinner during Christmas Eve, I specifically wear a wool coat for the occasion. Unexpectedly, when Hannah sees me, she pushes me out of the front door instantly. "Mom, why must you buy the same coat as my mother-in-law did? Don't you know that she hates it when others imitate her? Hurry up and take off the coat before she sees you!" Meanwhile, my son-in-law, Thomas Clifford, digs out an old coat and puts it on me. "Mom, there are many relatives visiting our house today. Please spare my mom her pride and don't steal her thunder, okay?" Seeing how sincere Thomas looks, I decide to yield. But as soon as I take my seat, Giselle Johnson chortles in amusement as she stares at the old coat I'm wearing. "Oh Fiona, if you like my clothes, you could've just said so, and I'd give it to you. It's bad if you just steal my old coat from me and wear it, you know? Besides, don't you know that those who imitate always do a bad job at it?" Furious, I'm about to up and leave when Giselle grabs the coat and blocks my way. "I placed two money envelopes in the coat pockets a few days ago. There are 20 thousand dollars in there. Why are they gone after you've worn it? "I don't mind you wearing my coat behind my back, but you must return the money to me right now!"