Paschalinelily

“Where do you think you are going with those bags?” Xander interrogated as soon as he cornered her.

“Of course, I’m leaving you!” She said, standing her ground, despite the fear in her eyes.

“Why?”

“You forgot to mention how dangerous you were.”

Xander let out a deep throaty chuckle. “Sweetheart, you didn’t ask.”

“I don’t care! I don’t want to be a part of this anymore!” She insisted.

Xander shook his head. “Too late. We are already married. You now belong to me, and divorce is out of the question.”

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Aurora Swift’s world shatters when Owen—her boyfriend of five years—breaks up with her via text. The betrayal deepens when she finds out he’s also getting engaged to her half-sister, Olivia Swift on the same day.

Heartbroken and filled with rage, Aurora has a one-night stand with Xander Scott, Owen’s enigmatic uncle and the youngest billionaire in the country. When the fling leads to a marriage proposal from Xander with a promise to help her get her revenge, Aurora finds it hard to refuse.

However, Aurora soon realizes that this is anything but a whirlwind romance.

Xander Scott hides more secrets than Aurora knows, and the dangers that follow his mysterious identity soon bring about complications in their marriage. 

When Xander’s secret identity comes to light, will Aurora choose to remain in the marriage as her love for him has grown in depth, or let it drive them apart?

Trapped in a Secret Marriage with a Dangerous Billionaire

Unaware her drinks had been drugged, Olivia grabbed the first glass and chugged the beer down. The bitterness barely registered on her tongue as frustration and rage consumed her thoughts.

"Talk about a shitty day!" she muttered, slamming the empty glass onto the table and reaching for the second. Her movements grew sluggish, her grip unsteady, but she still brought the drink to her lips.

Moments later, Olivia felt her head spin. Her vision blurred, and her body seemed to weigh a ton. Scoffing to herself, she muttered, "Great. Even my drinks are betraying me now." She tried to fight the drowsiness, but it was a losing battle.

Her eyelids fluttered shut, and her body slumped onto the table.

From the shadowy corner of the bar, the man in a black polo rose. Moving with practiced ease, he approached Olivia, scooped her up into his arms, and carried her out of the bar as if she were merely a sleeping passenger.

Middle of Nowhere