Krepsore07

After finding out she had at most five years left to live, Shikera Anderson could only live life in a carefree and unhindered manner, in order to numb the fear and sadness in her heart. However, her heart shattered when she was forced waste a year stuck in an marriage contract with a masked man, in exchange for her father's life.  

"The main clause of the contract: Don't touch my daughter!"

Ethan DeLoach, the most wanted personality by all the press stations in the country, hated reporters with passion until one came into his life in form of a contract wife. He was able to keep her at bay until her despicable lips turned out to be the cure for his terrifying nightmares. 

As they experiment with their lips every night before sleeping, how long would it take them to succumb to the throngs of passion while throwing all caution to the wind?

Will Shikera be able to dissolve the hatred Ethan has for reporters, with her plain and carefree attitude? How will Ethan react when he finds out what the repercussion was for breaking the contract? And finally, would the love between them defy Shikera's short life span?

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"Ethan, why the fuck did you not tell me I had hickeys on my neck?!" Shikera yelled. "I practically announced to the whole nation that I had a passionate night!"
"That's not my fault though. You could have lied they were birthmarks." 
"And when the marks fade, another lie?" she asked irritatingly.
He smirked mischievously at her words, before leaning over to whisper into her ear, "No worries, I will renew them every night."

The Faceless Billionaire Celebrity Wife

Shikera paced the room impatiently, her legs shaking under her as she did. But she didn't stumble, even for once.

"Ouch!" She felt a prick on her pinky finger and hurriedly examined it to see a drop of blood. She had been chewing her pinky nails earlier and didn't notice when she started on the flesh, causing this to happen.

As soon as she saw the blood, she dropped her hand and forgot about it, reverting back to her thoughts.

She was pregnant! As absurd as it sounded, the tens of pregnancy test kits on the bathroom floor was saying it was real. She could not believe it. But then, she had other things to think about.

And those things were Ethan, Ethan, Ethan, and Ethan. All her fucking thoughts revolved around him and she hated it! This pregnancy was already a warning for her not to see him again, for she would not want to rid him of his right to the shares he would get from her father. After all, it wasn't his fault that she got pregnant, right?

Questions.