Seaquin

Mr Quin walked into his office very furious, he had just a very intense argument with his father who threatened him with his position if he doesn’t get married in a month time

Mr Quinn being a play boy and heartbreaker needed to device means to save his position as the CEO and claim what was his. He needed to act fast even if it meant falsifying his marriage.

He needed a pawn in his game. After several rejections from his exes he decided to try his luck with his assistant even if it meant doubling her price

He called his assistant Annabelle and she rushed in, he threw document at her and ordered her to sign it.
Unknown to him that she a secret identity that he was not aware of.

Annabelle took the contract and saw the boldly written inscription “Marriage contract” she was confused, she secretly loved Mr Quinn but she wasn’t expecting him to force her into a fake marriage.


She looked up to him but he wasn’t starring at her she was lost in thought. Finally she signed it, hoping seize the opportunity to make her boss fall her her within the period of their contract. little did she know that she had just signed a contract with the devil.

 fully knowing that Edwards Quinn was a cold hearted play boy who doesn’t care about people’s feelings he does whatever he wants and gets away wïth it he doesn’t believe in commitment or forever.

Can Annabelle make Quinn to fall for her??
Will her fake identity be exposed?
Explore the chapters to find out…

The billionaire and his contract wife

Edwards walked into the house, exhaustion etched into every line of his face,his footsteps echoing through the spacious entryway. The long journey had taken a toll on him, and all he wanted now was a quiet moment to himself. He headed straight towards the stairs, his mind racing with thoughts of the text message he had received earlier. Before he could move any further he was abruptly called back by Sherly,his cousin as she approached him.

"You're back, welcome," she said with a forced smile, her eyes betraying a hint of concern.

Edwards turned back and followed her to the living room, his curiosity piqued. He sank into the comfortable couch, sinking into the plush cushions. The tension in the air was palpable, and he couldn't ignore it any longer.

"Can you explain to me what the text was all about?" he asked Sherly, his voice calm yet laced with a sense of urgency.

A flush of embarrassment.