Eustoma_Reyna

The contract says she can’t share his bed, but nothing stops him from getting into hers…
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Rain Clayton’s life takes an unexpected turn when she discovers she’s suddenly married to a billionaire named Alexander Lancaster, a powerful and dangerously captivating man who wants their marriage over before it even begins...

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 & sexual content]

Surprise Marriage to a Billionaire

Alexander was furious as he saw another man carrying his wife. He didn't even realize how quickly he had sprinted from the balcony to intercept the man, snatching Rain from his arms without a second thought.

"How could you get drunk and end up in another man's car instead of Rico's?" he scolded as he carried her up the stairs. His voice was firm, though his grip on her was gentle.

Rain stirred in his arms, her eyelids fluttering open. "Oh, my husband is here carrying me," she mumbled with a giggle, wrapping her arms lazily around his neck.

Alexander's expression darkened as he reached the top of the stairs and started down the hallway toward their room. Her carefree demeanor only added to his frustration.

She pouted up at him, clearly confused. "Why are you frowning? You look so mad," she said, her fingers reaching up to cup his face as if to smooth out his scowl.

You’re My Wife