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

Annabelle entered her home, arms laden with bags full of her favorite treats. The air was filled with the scent of chocolates and the vibrant colors of fresh fruits. Her focus was on the goodies, and she eagerly made her way to the parlor upstairs to stow them away in the fridge.

As she arranged the items in the cool confines of the fridge, a nagging thought crept into her mind – where was Edwards? Confused, she headed to their shared room, anticipating his presence. To her surprise, the room was empty, devoid of any signs of her husband.

Perplexed, Annabelle took a seat on the sofa, reaching into her handbag to retrieve her phone as it emitted a familiar beep. A notification revealed a monthly payment from Edwards, a stark reminder of the contractual nature of their relationship. The routine transaction always left a bitter aftertaste, a constant reminder of their arrangement.

A thoughtful gesture