Tres_Aguila

WARNING [MATURE CONTENT]
Ella clenched her chest and tried to scream but an invisible hand was placed over her mouth.
The nurse brought out a sharp and pointy knife. "Let's carve out that dead baby, shall we?" She took off her veil only to reveal Chloe's face.
"Chloe!" She said inaudibly as she thrashed and wrestled to save herself and her baby.
"No!"
"No!"
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After five years of hard work, commitment, and devotion to the fashion company she worked for, Twenty-four years old Ariella, 'Ella', was more angry than devastated when she didn't get promoted to creative director, a position she not only qualified for, but one she deserved. 

While she is trying to figure out her next move, Ariella finds herself entangled in a contract marriage arrangement with Leon Treshvier-- The very bossy, arrogant, and playboy billionaire CEO of a rival fashion company.

Will Ariella be able to tame her playboy husband? Will she be able to keep up with the demands of their contract and achieve her sole purpose of creating a niche for herself in the fashion world?

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A Stolen Kiss From THE CEO!

REJECTED BY HUSBAND CHASED BY THE BILLIONAIRE CEO

NEE BOOK ALERT

The following day at work, Ella was busy in the fashion creative department discussing with her new creative director, when she got a call from Joan.

Joan informed Ella that someone just sent her a captivatingly beautiful bouquet.

"Is it from Leon?" She excitedly queried Joan. She quickly excused herself and left for her office.

"No, ma'am. It has a small note which says: only a goddess like you deserves to be worshipped. PS: from an admirer."

The smile on Ella's face slowly vanished and was replaced with irritation. She stopped on her track and hissed.

"Take a picture of it and trash it!" Ella said in a slightly piqued tone and returned to the meeting she was having earlier.

So many questions raced through her mind at the same time. This wasn't the first time she had been complimented for her beauty or received gifts from anonymous admirers. However, her sixth sense picked up something weird about this gift.

An Admirer