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Genevieve 'Eve' Roman, popularly known as the ‘rebellious heiress’ had always believed she had everything at her disposal―wealth, beauty, fame, and fortune. But it all changed when she was assigned by her father to marry someone thrice her age. Going against her father, she fled from their home.

Embarrassed and feeling betrayed by his daughter, her father disowned Eve and threw her and her mother out of the house. Left with nowhere else to go, Eve needed a way out, and there just so happened to be a spot right next to the most dangerous man in the country.

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Rhett Russell, the country's heartthrob, was just as dark and dangerous as he was charming. He was known as the most mysterious man of the country, with none of his personal life known by the press.

He needed someone to help complete his plan, and that was when he met her―the fallen heiress, Eve. A drunken one-night-stand resulted in her pregnancy, a perfect revenge for Rhett against Eve's family.

She was his perfect puzzle piece. He was her way out. To get out of her father's clutches, would Eve be willing to dive from one hell to another? Or would this loveless marriage with a stranger end up disastrous for them all?

Mr CEO’s Accidental Bride

"What I'm trying to say is that you are beautiful and shouldn't feel uncomfortable with what I said. I'm…." He cleared his throat, his veins popping out from his hands showing how tight he was clenching them.

He was going to say something he hadn't said in years.

Genevieve calmed down a bit after he said that, she let out another sniff and asked.

"Do you mean it? Or are you saying this because you think I'm being a nuisance acting this way?" She looked at him with teary eyes.

Rhett sighed and wondered what more he could say.

"No, I'm not saying this to shut you up Eve, I am apologizing because I knew I said something wrong, so please forgive me." He said the word again. But to his surprise, he didn't feel like a huge part of him was being taken from him while saying the word.

She nods her head and wipes her face,

"I won't cry anymore," she sniffed then dropped the used tissues on the table.

A Sore Ass