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To repay her father's debt and save her sister, she is forced into a marriage contract with a man she has never met, only told he is wealthy, elderly, and disabled.

But on the day she arrives at her husband's house, she discovers she’s married to an entirely different man. Her husband is none other than the secret heir of Collen Industries—the nation’s richest, most eligible bachelor. Known as the cold-hearted CEO.
The young master of the COLLENS EMPIRE.

IMMEDIATELY AFTER MARRIAGE:  
"What is this?" she demanded, her voice sharp with anger as her green eyes shot daggers at him.

"These are the rules of our marriage. You must follow them.  
Remember, this marriage only lasts for one year," he replied .

A FEW MONTHS LATER:  
"It seems my little wife has more enemies than I anticipated," he remarked with a smirk, his mismatched eyes gleaming with amusement as he watched her.

"Are you planning to divorce me now?" she asked, her voice steady.

"When will you understand, little wife? I’m never letting you go—not in this life, nor in the ones to come," he said, his tone full of unwavering resolve.


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*With her, his darkness feels like light, and his future shines brighter than the sun.*

*As long as you're by my side, my heart will beat in sync with your soul.*

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Note: This beautiful book cover does not belong to me. 
I found it on Pinterest.  
All credit goes to the original creator.

FLASH MARRIAGE: THE BILLIONAIRE'S BRIDE

"Fuck," Sophie said, her head throbbing with pain as she recollected her actions from the past night, her face turning a deep shade of red from embarrassment.

She had actually kissed him, she remembered, and cursed herself in her mind for her stupid actions. How could she have done something like that? She wasn't the type to act recklessly, and yet here she was, with nothing but shame to remember from the night before.

"Why are you so quiet? Okay, why don't you kiss me? Do you feel disgusted by my lips?" Her voice from the previous night echoed in her head, and she grimaced. "You know, I once heard that you felt disgusted by other people getting close to you. Do you feel disgusted by me?" she had asked, lips forming a pout, daring him to answer.

His reply had been simple, but it replayed in her head like a loop. "I feel disgusted by other people, but not you," he had said.

CHAPTER FORTY-SIX: OLIVIA RUDRICK YOU ARE UNDER ARREST