She doesn't remember getting married. Why?
Sophia went to Las Vegas only to drink her pain away. Little did she imagine, she would end up becoming someone's wife. But who’s the lucky guy?
Who knows?
Even she doesn't remember. She was fucking intoxicated!
All she has is a marriage contract with an expiry date and a bank balance big enough to pop her eyes out.
Contractual terms:
1. Do not marry anyone else unless I permit you.
2. Try not to whore around. Your mother-in-law wouldn't be happy.
3. If I request a live-in relationship. You have to comply.
4. Sex is optional.
5. Contract Termination? Sorry Honey... In my family, couples don’t divorce.
PS: I was kidding. Let's catch-up after three years to end this shit and get more money.
If there are rules against having sex while drunk, there should be rules against getting married while drunk too.
Because THIS isn't fair!

Playboy's Secret Wife

“Please open the ropes, Caleb. It’s digging into my skin.”


Caleb squints his eyes at me, trying to evaluate if I’m bluffing. I close my eyes and take a deep breath to calm my senses. He has been wrapping up in preparations to leave this place before Miles calls us again.


“If you want me to come with you, it should be a fair game. If you are gonna constantly hurt me.. I don’t see a point. You have to take notice if I say it’s hurting me too much. Please…” Tears simmer in my eyes as I try to process. I am agreeing to this… One part is hoping Miles would bring some help and miraculously save me. Another part is afraid he would be clueless and get hurt. I don’t want that.


“I will loosen it,” he says as he squats and starts opening the ties.


Blood flows through my wrists again, making me wince. My heart skips a beat when he unties my hands.


“You have been a good girl. So I can do this too.”


“Thanks…” I murmur. And to my surprise, he opens all the ties.


Chapter 78 Gunshot .