Roesy_Moore

Kimberly Campbell, a beautiful and goal driven financial analyst, knew exactly what she wanted for herself, and a baby didn't make the list. 

It was a huge stray from the big plans, and the commitment a baby required, she was certain she could never afford. 

With no one to blame, there was only one victim — the stupid glasses of Vodka that had led her into the arms of a man, whose first name was all she knew. Nicholas. 


Nicholas Vice loved nothing more than being in charge of his own life and decisions. And he was more proud of the casual and mutually-beneficial relationships with little to no commitments he enjoyed. But disappointment came in shocking waves when his father gave an ultimatum to marry his favorite and soon-to-be promoted staff, or risk losing his inheritance.


Vexed and certain there was a ploy somewhere, Nicholas vowed to expose the gold digger who was trying to ruin his life. 


With determination in his heart, he took up his temp role at the head branch. But the unexpected twist occurs when Nicholas discovers that not only was his 'supposed bride' his one-night stand, she was also pregnant. 

Taking advantage of 'the' situation, he proposed a deal, the only one he believed would get him out of his father's ultimatum — a contract marriage. 


Marriage for a year in exchange for her pride and reputation.

Married To Mr. Vice

Monday morning arrived with the usual symphony of ringing alarms and rushed commutes. Kimberly, however, felt a knot of dread tightening in her stomach as she hurried into the sleek, glass-walled elevator of her office building.

Joining a group of sharply dressed colleagues, she exchanged polite greetings, her mind racing with the events of the weekend.

Her decision to keep the baby and the guilt of her agreement with Nicholas gnawed at her, and she kept asking herself if she was doing what was right.

The elevator doors slid open on the 5th floor, admitting two women, Sarah and Jessica, their voices bright and gossipy.

Sarah, a marketing associate known for her flamboyant style, was mid-sentence about a weekend date.

" ...and then, he pulls out this bouquet of lilies! Like, who even sends lilies on a first date?"

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