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

"About three months ago," Nicholas answered.

"You mean during your last visit?" Richard asked.

"Yes. We met at the club. She caught my attention, and I couldn't look away. We went out a few times before I decided to leave," Nicholas said, trying to weave some truth into his story.

"But wasn't that the same time you broke up with your ex, Ken?" Richard asked, looking back at Kimberly. He was certain it was because he had been there when she tried to be tough about it.

"Yes," Kimberly answered, knowing there was no way to lie.

Richard's gaze shifted between them, searching for any signs. He believed them, albeit with some reservations.

"I'm glad to hear this, even though it would have been quite helpful if you both had told me earlier."

"Dad, you didn't expect me to tell you I had a fling with a girl I just met. And I couldn't tell you later after I discovered she was the Kimberly you wouldn't stop raving about."

Weight Of Guilt