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Nora is shattered a month before her wedding when she uncovers her fiancé's deceitful affair. As she manages this betrayal, she discovers a deep ploy to hinder her from claiming her rightful inheritance. Devastated but determined, Nora takes a daring step to regain control of her life. Enter Demetri 'The Demon' to those who know him, a formidable man barely known to her, who offers her protection and support in return for a contract marriage to satisfy him. In a twist of fate, Nora marries Demetri to claim her inheritance and fight those who plotted against her. But as she battles her own family and Demetri's many rivals, will she be able to keep from falling for the man known to crush people beneath his booted heel.

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She had forgotten that the man was intimidating and directly challenged him.

Rather than speaking, Demetri rose from his seat and approached her deliberately. Although it was a mere few steps, time seemed to stretch for Nora. When he was almost within touching distance, his hand gently landed on her knee, moving it sideways. His touch moved with a hint of a caress, and he stepped between her open legs. Nora sat there in frozen silence, her eyes wide like a deer caught in headlights.

Catching her chin between his fingers, he tilted her face upwards and spoke unhurriedly," You are my wife."

She nodded her head slowly in affirmation while his thumb slowly traced her lip. "I have given you time to gather your emotions."

Another nod. Nora's nervousness made her lick her lips, acutely aware of his intense gaze fixed upon them.

"Your reason for the marriage was to secure your inheritance and get away from under your mother's thumb."

"Yes..." Nora whispered in confusion. Her confusion was not about his statement but about the bewildering sensations coursing through her. What was happening with her?

"It's time for you to fulfil your end of the contract, yes?" He continued.

"Yes," Nora whispered breathlessly. Why was she breathless? Had the oxygen level in the house dropped? Was the air suddenly thinning?

Abruptly, his hand left her face, and she watched as he drew closer. It was then that Nora comprehended what was unfolding. All those tantalizing, heart-pounding kisses she had read about in novels were about to possibly become her reality.

But the anticipated kiss didn't happen. Instead, he paused near her and commanded, "Kiss me."

Husband With Benefits

"She's going to be the death of me," Demetri sighed, his gaze fixed on his Nora, who stood across the room, the center of attention among a group of men. Her laughter rang out like music, effortlessly drawing him and the others in. It was the others he had a problem with.

Erasmi leaned back in his chair, a knowing smirk playing on his lips as he observed his twin. "I've been hearing you say that for more than a decade now," he quipped, swirling his drink lazily. "And yet, here you are—still alive, still kicking, and still finding something to grumble about."

"Yes, well," Demetri muttered, rubbing the back of his neck as his eyes stayed glued to the scene. "My heart's been taking hits, one after another, every time I see those vultures circling her. Just because she's beautiful doesn't mean they have to flock to her like moths to a flame. Can't they see the wedding ring? It's right there on her hand, for God's sake!"

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