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

Dina took a deep breath to steel herself, feeling her pride crumble as she made her way toward the Astor's grand estate. She shivered slightly as she approached the entrance. Every step felt heavier as the realization of what she was about to do sank in she was going to beg.

The doors opened, and she was led through a hall draped in tapestries and ornate decor to Michael's study. He sat at his desk, one hand resting lightly on the table he watched her approach.

"Dina," he greeted, his voice flat. "To what do I owe this... unexpected visit?"

She swallowed, forcing herself to meet his sharp eyes. "Michael," she started, her voice wavering, "I need your help. I... I made a mistake, and I have nowhere else to turn."

He arched an eyebrow, barely concealing a smirk. "Is that so? And what exactly do you expect me to do for you?"

Playing Dirty