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

The dining room of the Swift family residence was filled with the aroma of freshly brewed coffee, buttered croissants, and an assortment of breakfast dishes arranged neatly on the long mahogany table.

Ivy, seated comfortably with a cup of cappuccino in her manicured hands, sighed dramatically. "You know, Mum," she started, setting her cup down with a soft clink, "we should make some plans for Christmas. It's only a few days away, and it would be depressing to sit around doing nothing."

Damien, casually cutting into his omelet, hummed in agreement. "That's true. We should at least do something."

But before Ivy could continue, Olivia—who had been uncharacteristically silent—slowly placed her fork down with a sharp clatter. Her gaze lifted, cold and piercing.

All Three Against One