When Myrrh Javier unknowingly bumped the side mirror of the brand new Lamborghini Veneno of the billionaire inventor Quen Ibañez, he demanded for payment. With her depleting funds due to her business expansion and hospital expenses of her mother, she couldn't right away write a check for the billionaire. Puzzled why a successful businesswoman/ illegitimate daughter of a millionaire couldn't pay immediately, he told her he would wait for the monetary payment until the end of the month which was just a few days hence. If she couldn't pay then he'll decide on another way in which she could pay him. She had agreed. Because she had picked his interest, Quen tried to know more about her whereabouts before deciding on other payment modes. He's quite determined to pursue her at any way possible. Will she be able to pay? What will happen if their adversaries wanted payback as well for the failures they had unintentionally caused them?

My breath quickened and his lips hovered over my neck. His warm breath hit my skin and my eyes fluttered closed, "This isn't part of the contract," the words came out shakily. He chuckled making me shutter, "My dear Eliza, the contract states that you are my wife," his lips trailed up my jaw to my lips, "and I do what I please with what's mine." __________________________________________________________ Elizabeth Blake just had her 21st birthday. Everything was going smoothley until she was told about a contract her Father made with the most feared and hated CEO. They've run to many corporations out of business to count. She has no choice in the matter, it is the only way to save her dads company. It would be any girls dream to be married to Tristan Denton, but not Elizabeth. She knows more about this man than any love struck girl. Will Tristan be as cold hearted as they say? She hopes not.