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

Breakfast in the Vice house was just as chaotic as ever with Grace fighting over crisply cooked bacon and eggs, and never been able to make up her mind over tea or coffee.

And as he descended the stairs, the usual commotion became more audible. His father, Richard, sat at the head of the table reading the morning newspaper, not at all fazed by it.

"I asked for coffee, you brute!" Sophia yelled at her sister as her hand flailed to reach back for her coffee.

"Ask Mr Patrick for another, or better still go make one for yourself."

"But it's mine!" Sophia stated, her tone testy.

"Says who?" Grace raised a brow, her hand holding the cup in the air, so Sophia couldn't reach it.

"Says me, the person who asked for it."

"But I picked it up first. Finders, keepers."

The Future Not Imagined