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

They walked to the door together, and Kimberly rang the bell since she didn't want them to barge in on her mother.

Her mother, a petite woman with sharp eyes, opened the door. Her gaze shifted from Kimberly to Nicholas, her expression a mix of curiosity and skepticism.

"Mom, this is Nicholas Vice," Kimberly said, forcing a smile. "Nicholas, this is my mother, Emily Campbell."

Nicholas extended the bouquet. "It's a pleasure to meet you, Mrs. Campbell."

Emily's eyes softened slightly as she took the bouquet. "These are lovely, Nicholas. Thank you." She stepped aside, allowing them to enter. "Come in, both of you."

Although it was her apartment, Kimberly followed her mother in dutifully like she was a visitor and her mom owned the place.

The tension in the air was palpable as Emily led them to the living room, where they sat down. Kimberly's heart pounded in her chest as she waited for the inevitable questions.

Always A Secret