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

"Please, madam Denise, you need to leave now! This scene is unnecessary! Madam Ella won't be seeing anyone today." Paul pleaded while gesturing for Denise to follow him downstairs.

"Mr. Paul or whatever you call yourself..." Denise's eyes darkened and her tone turned raspy and terrifying. "... if you do not point Ella's bedroom to me right now, I will be forced to rip out your jugular and shove it up your ass!"

"Pardon me!" Paul's eyes widened at Denise's choice of words. However, he was unprepared to face her wrath as he pointed towards Ella's bedroom with a trembling finger.

"You just got lucky! Next time you test my patience, I'll make sure to tattoo my name on your forehead!" Denise hissed and stormed out of his presence.

"Oh God, what have I done wrong to warrant all this anger and hatred towards me?" Paul lamented as he watched Denise disappear into Ella's matrimonial bedroom, like a tigress running to protect her cubs.

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