Naomi_lia

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

The tense atmosphere in the banquet hall gradually eased as Sophie released Sandra's hand. Sandra immediately scurried away, her steps hurried and frantic, like she was being pursued by some invisible force. It was as if the tension of the moment had weighed down on her so heavily that she couldn't bear another second under the public eye.

"We are sorry for the hold-up," Sophie announced to the assembled guests. Her tone was calm, but authoritative, as though she were the true host of the event. "Please, continue."

Her words, spoken with such poise, felt like a slap in the face to Olivia, who stood nearby, watching the scene unfold with her teeth clenched. Olivia's fists tightened by her sides, her nails digging into her palms as she struggled to maintain her composure. Her whole body trembled, but not from fear—this was rage. Rage, pure and intense, at the way Sophie had effortlessly commanded the attention of everyone in the room.

CHAPTER FIFTY-EIGHT:WHO IS YOUR HUSBAND?