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

Sanya took a deep breath, finally deciding that today would be the day she faced Rain. She couldn't drag it out any longer, no matter how deeply she was drowning in her own shame.

She missed Rain terribly, and deep down, she knew her friend wouldn't stay mad at her forever, nor would she go to extreme lengths to punish her. Summoning her courage, she reached for her phone to send Rain a message, but just as she was about to type, her desk phone rang.

"Good morning, Miss Sanya. Someone is here to see you in the lobby. Can you come down for a minute?" the receptionist said. Before Sanya could ask who it was, the call ended.

Frowning, Sanya got up from her chair, left her office, and made her way to the lobby.

When she arrived, two men were waiting for her. One of them stepped forward and asked, "Are you Miss Sanya Reed?"

"Yes, I am. What is this about?" she replied, her voice tinged with confusion.

Felt Like An Insult