Linda_Wilyuhm

I never expected my life to change so drastically. One moment, I was a woman with dreams, deeply in love with a man I thought I’d spend my life with. The next, I was betrayed and heartbroken, walking in on him cheating without a hint of remorse.

That night, overwhelmed with pain and too much alcohol, I made a reckless decision, a one-night stand with a stranger who, to my shock, turned out to be my new boss.

Arec, the vice president of Denco Groups, was desperate. To secure his future as CEO, he needed a wife, and in a twist of fate, he offered me a contract marriage. It sounded absurd, but his desperation mirrored my own need to escape the wreckage of my life.

It was supposed to be simple: no emotions, no strings attached. A business arrangement, nothing more. I thought I could handle it, that I could keep my heart out of it.

I was wrong.

What started as a deal quickly spiraled into something far more complicated. As our fake marriage blurred into real feelings, the world around us began to close in. Disapproving family, old enemies, buried secrets, scheming rivals, and even an attempt on my life threatened to tear us apart.

This is my story, a journey of heartbreak, unexpected love, and a fight to protect what we built together. In a world filled with lies and deceit, can a marriage born out of necessity become something real?

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Warning: This book contains mature themes. 

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Our Accidental Forever

The faint scent of lavender hung in Kate's living room, but even its calming aroma couldn't soften the tension crackling in the air. I perched on the edge of her pristine white couch, legs crossed, my fingers idly tracing the hem of my skirt as I waited for her to reappear from the kitchen.

Her house was immaculate as always, minimalist, cold, and devoid of warmth. Much like its owner.

Kate re-entered the room, balancing two steaming mugs of tea, and placed one in front of me with a sharp clink that made my smile falter.

"Thanks," I murmured, taking the cup with both hands. I didn't bother drinking it. Her hospitality was as fake as her ability to hold a polite conversation with me.

"So," she said, settling into the armchair opposite me. Her arms crossed as she leaned back, the picture of contained annoyance. "What's the urgent matter this time, Joanne?"

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