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

"I think this is a trap, Sophie," Dain muttered, the words slipping out of him before he could stop them. His tone was grim, far too aware of the implications of what they had just uncovered.

"What?" Sophie blinked at him, caught off guard by the sudden shift in his tone.

"Don't be dense, little one," he said, glancing around them as if expecting the shadows to start moving. "What has the Center taught you? Think."

Sophie stared at him, confused. "I—what are you talking about?"

"This feels wrong. All of it." Dain's eyes narrowed as he spoke, his voice sharp, brittle, like a glass edge. "We're walking into a setup. Can't you see it?"

She turned toward him, her brow furrowing, but he didn't wait for her to respond.

CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED- SEVENTEEN: DON’T BE DENSE LITTLE ONE