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

The moment Alexander stepped into his office, he instantly noticed the changes. His eyes landed first on a painting hanging prominently on the wall. It wasn't exactly a masterpiece, it looked more like an amateur's attempt at capturing something meaningful.

"Boss, that's your greatest masterpiece!" Tyron chimed in enthusiastically from beside him. "You painted Mrs. Lancaster yourself, and you've always admired this piece!"

Alexander's eyebrows shot up in disbelief. "I painted this?" he exclaimed. His eyes examined the painting more closely. It was unmistakably a side profile of a woman, clearly Rain. Though crude in technique, the raw emotion in the strokes gave it an undeniable charm.

His gaze shifted to a framed black-and-white photograph on another wall. It was of Rain, serene in sleep, her hair messily framing her face. Despite the simplicity of the shot, it captured her beauty in a way that made his breath hitch.

For Old Times' Sake