Eustoma_Reyna

Rain Clayton’s life goes sideways when her attempt at revenge backfires, wrecking a stranger’s car instead of her cheating boyfriend’s. But the real shock comes when she learns she’s accidentally married to the car’s owner: Alexander Lancaster, a powerful and dangerously charming CEO with no intention of staying married.

Raised by a family that never cared for her and desperate to avoid a twisted arranged marriage, Rain seizes this unexpected twist of fate. Her new husband might be a cold-hearted billionaire, but he's her only escape. Yet Alexander demands a swift divorce.

Refusing to lose her one chance at freedom, Rain strikes a risky bargain to keep their marriage alive, even if it means playing by Alexander’s rules. She just has to convince him to want her around—forever.

Weeks into their unexpected arrangement, Rain begins to see through Alexander’s icy exterior. But one night, she’s taken by surprise.

“What are you doing?” Rain burst out, eyes wide as Alexander casually slid into her bed.

“Performing husbandly duties,” he smirked.

“You can’t stay here! It’s against the contract!”

“I’m not breaking it,” Alexander said with a shrug. “The contract specifies that you’ll fulfill all wifely duties, excluding sharing my bed. It doesn’t say anything about me not performing husbandly duties, including sharing your bed.”   

The situation had shifted, and it seemed like she was no longer the only one in control...

[Warning: r18+/strong mature content]

Surprise Marriage to a Billionaire

Rain felt both exhausted and relieved as the hearing for the day came to a close. Just as she had expected, a single day wasn't enough to cover everything. But she was determined to ensure the case would conclude by Monday, putting those bastards behind bars where they belonged.

After a quick lunch together, Alexander had left for work, and now she glanced at her watch, anticipating his arrival to pick her up any minute.

"I still can't believe how rich you are," Marlon remarked as they walked back to the prosecution office, which was conveniently located next to the courthouse. "No wonder you can afford to work here with a lower-paying salary instead of at one of those big firms with better pay and benefits."

"My husband is the rich one, not me," she replied with a shrug. Then she stopped and faced him, her expression serious. "And please don't assume you know my reasons for working here. You don't know what's going on in my head."

My Right