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

Cyprian's eyes wandered around the length and breadth of the lobby, searching for a particular figure or familiar physique, but she found none. Glancing down at Esther who was holding tightly onto her hand, she asked, "Are you sure this was where Kera mentioned, Esther?"

"Yes, mummy asked us to be here by 10am," Esther replied, a hint of sadness in her tone. She was beginning to fear that Shikera had only promised her that the previous day in order to convince her to leave.

"But it's past ten already..." Cyprian pointed out, trailing off when she saw the despair on Esther's face. She continued in a cheery tone, "It's alright though. We can wait a few hours more for mummy, right?"

"Let's get somewhere to sit for n—"

Cyprian turned on her heels abruptly at that awfully familiar voice which she would recognize wherever she heard.

Baby Names.