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“She trusted me.” I thought of my mother. The absolute dignity she carried even now. Sahl leaned in slightly. “I married her because she had what I wanted.” My hands curled into fists. “She had the money.” His grin turned monstrous. “The name.” His voice sharpened. “The property.” Each word hit like a blow. “And once the papers were signed…” He smiled coldly. “I became Sahl Velcro. The businessman.” Something inside me snapped. All at once.

She was married to him for ten years and spent five of them as his widow. In the end, in his eyes, she was not even worth one extra glance. Cordelia let out a deep breath, forcing the bitterness out of her chest. Forget it. It had nothing to do with her anymore. In a month, she would leave. Felix, Sylvia—none of them would have anything to do with her anymore. She was about to walk toward the roadside when a black Maybach slowly stopped in front of her. The window lowered, revealing Chloe’s soft, fair little face.

Everyone was happy except the two of us. Lexus who was in front of me didn't speak. He doesn't want to, does he? Because come to think of it, how will our lives be? How can we live with each other? We don't even know each other very well. They both congratulated us. I just smiled. But somehow I felt relief that he was the one I would marry. At least our family knew each other. And…. Yes, I'm going to marry a billionaire named Lexus Clark Salvatore. Good luck to me. Really.

Tatiana looked straight into the old woman's eyes, refusing to flinch. "I'm marrying your grandson because I don't have any other choice, Ma'am. But I promise you, I won't touch a single cent of the Moreira fortune. All I want is to be free from my own family." For a moment, the old woman said nothing, studying Tatiana's face closely, as if searching for a lie hidden somewhere in it. She didn't find one. "Honest answer," she murmured. "Fine. Come in. Meet your husband-to-be."

I'm much too wild to be tamed. Katherina couldn't help but be curious. "So, you've never been in love?" she asked, her voice gentle. Henry shrugged, a small smile playing on his lips. "I've never found anyone I wanted to spend the rest of my life with," he said, his tone nonchalant. "Even if I did get married, no woman could ever tame me," Henry said, a hint of pride in his voice. "I'm a free spirit, and I like it that way." Katherina arched an eyebrow, skeptical. "I think you just like to be difficult"

Champagne flutes clinked. And whispers followed me like shadows. “Cassian’s wife.” “She looks radiant.” “Poor thing. Doesn’t she know?” I lifted my chin higher, forcing strength into my steps. Tonight, I was not the discarded wife. Tonight, I carried hope beneath my heart. I would save my marriage. ⸻ Then the air shifted. Gasps rippled through the crowd as the double doors opened. My heart stuttered. Cassian Hale. My husband. My stranger. The city’s youngest billionaire CEO. The man I was about to save with three simple words.

Isabella's POV I never thought I'd be one to consider such an offer. A contract marriage with a billionaire? It sounds like something out of a cheesy romance novel. But as I stared at the stack of bills on my kitchen table, I knew that I couldn't keep living like this. My life was a constant cycle of work and debt, and I was tired of it. I wanted more for myself, and I knew that moving to New York City was the first step. That's when I met Daniel Stone, a man who would change my life forever.

My husband is a billionaire. I’m not saying this to brag about how luxurious my daily life is. I just have one question—do all billionaires cheat? Like right now, his head is buried against the 36D breasts of a young woman sitting on his lap. From where I stand, the two of them look like some kind of ultra–postmodern sculpture titled Interrupted Sex. Before his hand could pull that blonde’s dress all the way up to her chest, I pushed open the door. Enough. I’m not some voyeur into multi-partner arrangements—especially not when the man in the scene is my own husband.

To be able to see his usually cold and expressionless face crack was also a kind of amusement for her, she loves it. As she was dissatisfied with Vanessa's answer, Amelia did not say anything else. Instead, she looked at her daughter in law, Bianca Hugh. Once Bianca got Amelia's signal, Bianca snorted. "Miss Lawson, I remember you said it was inhumane for us to try to pair you and Leonardo for marriage, you said we were being capitalist and Leonardo was just a useless man on a wheel chair when you rejected the marriage. You hurt his dignity, it's only normal that he gets back at you." Then she quickly changed the topic and said." I heard that you fell madly in love with the young master of t

Crystal Snow POV I tried my best to show him, love, to show him that for me, he is more important than his money. But it did not work. Hunter was and still is the most hunted man from New York, a billionaire who can have everything and anything at any time. He was forced to marry me, a simple woman just because he needed to look good in papers like a married man and a loving person. I was easy prey because of my red and long hair like fire, my blue sparkling eyes and my slim body. I was just the perfect wife but in reality, for him, I'm nobody.