Landing back home to my dad from abroad upon finishing my PhD studies should have been the happiest moment in my life, right? Nah.... A punishing to my soul and heart news hits me right from my father's lips. I need to marry Fredrick Shawn tomorrow morning, a 31 hot billionaire and dangerous mafia head, to settle a 40 million debt my and my dad's companies have to him as an investor.

I, Mona Sandler, 26, curvy, genius, businesswoman, rebel, badass, with a life in the shadows even my own dad knows nothing about, break before this crushing to my all settlement between Fredrick and my dad to prevent the entire collapse of our companies. However, he's going to have me on papers only and I'll make his life a living hell. The name I possess in the shadows is Pandora Angel....

He wants me? He doesn't know what he's asking for.... But.... When I meet him for the signing of the marriage contract in his own office, something in me responds to him. Yet, I'm on revenge mode, and I'm not going to surrender to the crawling feelings he summons in me. To pay debts back? Okay. To be his real wife? HELL NO!

Billionaire's Baby Angel

 “FUUUCK! MONA! STOP GIVING US ENERGY! FOCUS ON YOURSELF FOR CRYING OUT LOUD!” 


 Ryan shouts his lungs out as it seems my baby is fighting on this side as well and they are going crazy with worry for her. 


 I’m almost dying in fright of losing her…. No, I’m standing, though the floor is shaking, and I’m in the center of the corridor, having them all along the side walls on this floor and my men at my back. 


 This floor is packed with men. I don’t know on the other floors, but I presume it’s the same to some degrees. There’s a loud alarm running in the entire building. 


 I shut my eyes, possessing such a difficult breathing and a pierced in daggers heart. 


 God? I don’t want anything else but her to be safe…. Please…. I beg of you…. Don’t take her away from me…. Take me instead if it’s a must…. 


Chapter 39 – That’s Why I’m Called Pandora Angel, F*ckers