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Her words seared through me, every syllable a dagger to my chest. “Who… who am I getting married to?” I asked at last, my voice barely more than a whisper. My chest felt heavy, each word dragged out of me like it weighed a thousand pounds. I looked at Claudia with pleading eyes, though I already knew mercy was something she would never give. “Adrian Blackwood,” she said at last, her tone dripping with mockery. “A poor nobody. No family name, no wealth, no future. Just the kind of man fit for you.” You should be happy he married you with your debt.

He touched his pudgy belly, and I wanted nothing to punch the living daylight out of him. “Mom! I have to meet a friend. I am going there, and she is in an emergency, so I will not be back for a few hours,” I said and turned on my heels like my feet were on fire. I have already sensed their intentions, and when that f*cker doubles the dowry price, I felt like they would do anything to trap me in this marriage, so for now, I have only left with one visible option. I know, It won’t be easy to survive with a cursed beast, but it would be way better than this predatory monster.

Asher sighs with me, "No, we can't. We can't hide from our problems." We sit up and face each other. The thought of running from my problems is enticing, but I know I can't do it. I love helping people too much to ignore their needs. My rivalry with Artemis will end with me getting the Alpha title, I'll make sure of it. "So," Asher begins, "I guess we're legally married now." "It's weird, right?" I laugh. A pounding on the door averts our attention. I wonder who it is. "Have fun marking each other!" A man calls through the wooden door, his words slurred to the point I almost couldn't understand him.

She continued “Liv, so because you got married you now forgot you have a best friend.” “You know that's not possible, how can I? Meanwhile, point of correction I am not married, I am in a six-month contract,” “Whatever, who knows what tomorrow holds, haven't you read a lot of fiction novels about haters to lovers, they start from contract marriage and boom, they begin to fall in love,” “Exactly and that is why you called it fiction, baby girl, it only happens in the fiction world, the more you realize that this isn't a fiction world, the better you take those fictional thoughts out of your mind,” I reminded her.

===== Freya Holloway POV ===== "Sommy, listen. Marriage is for your whole life. I will not let you throw yours away for this," Martha said, looking at me with sad, tired eyes. I put the food down on the nightstand. "I am not marrying a stranger. Is he not your old friend’s boy?" "She is gone, Freya. I do not even know her son. You should find a man you actually like. You are not a trade-off. I would rather stay here in this shack forever."

Second Book in the Billionaire Series. My Marriage is a Contract. Messed with my Arrogant Boss. The Billionaire’s Hidden Legacy “You really have no idea who you’re messing with. Apologize now and I promise I won’t destroy you completely,” Justin Gerano growled in anger. “How about I give you a reason to destroy me even more,” she retorted, and the next thing he felt was a sting on his cheek as she had slapped him. “How dare you?!” He roared.

—Aurora —July 12th He led a raid on the rival pack's village last night. I watched from the shadows, horrified as he tore through their defenses with a savagery I'd never seen. The screams of the innocent haunt me. He says it's for justice, for my honor, but this... this is madness. —July 21st He did it. My husband is gone. He belongs to the underworld now. He spoke for more power and a ritual and now he’s done it. August 29th

I lifted my head again, still smiling faintly and that was when my mind drifted toward the bride, Elysia, my best friend. I snorted softly. “Bitch finally got married,” I whispered under my breath. The word wasn’t even hateful, just brutally honest. Elysia had slept with half the wealthy men in three different cities before finally deciding to settle down. The woman had a reputation so wild it could fill a damn book. She’d always joked she’d die single with a champagne glass in one hand and a billionaire in the other. Yet here she was in a wedding dress. Life was funny as hell.

right in my ear, and I gave it to her until my body was shaking. I spent the whole goddamn night buried in her. By morning, I didn’t feel angry anymore. I didn’t feel anything. I got dressed and reminded myself—she’s a whore. A perfect, addictive one. But still paid, still owned. And I’m set to marry Vittoria in three months. End of story.

“Tell me everything in detail. And who proposed marriage? “ She asked with excitement in her voice. “First you tell me what makes you believe me? The moment I told you the truth about my marriage, you didn’t believe a word, and now you are sitting with popcorn listening to everything. It doesn’t sit right with me.“ “I didn’t believe you, but there was no way for you to prove your words. It was up to me to think about whatever I wanted to. Right?“ “Yes,” I said, nodding. “So, I played a little game.” “What game?” I frowned. “Jake game.” She smirked. “I saw Jake walking toward you at full speed, and at the same time, your husband came out of his office talking to someone on his phone. So, I pl