Married To A Ruthless Billionaire

Married To A Ruthless Billionaire

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"You're kidding me, right? This is a joke, right?" When he says nothing, it dawns on me he's actually serious. "So you expect me to have an affair with a married man, who by the way is my man?" "I think that sums it up pretty nicely." He grins suddenly, coming to stand next to me with a smile that a few seconds ago, would have had me giggling like I'm high on weed. * * * * * They say love conquers everything, but does it really? What would you do, if you woke up to the love of your life getting married to a girl that's not you? Sumaya's dreams and future plans are crushed when she realises she's getting sold like a lonely old painting in an art gallery. Will she bow to being used as a scapegoat for her bankrupt family? Well, there's only one way to find out.
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He fell in love with the girl he had a one-night stand with. When her true nature revealed, he hated himself for loving her and decided never to see her again. However, his fate took an unexpected turn and entangled him in a contract marriage with her, turning the girl he despised into his temporary wife. Will their love-hate relationship lead to a deeper connection, or will it keep them forever bound by the terms of their contract? *** As I spank her, Grace questions in a surprised tone, "What was that?" "That was for leaving your husband alone in the pool," I respond in a teasing tone, seizing her waist and pulling her towards me, stealing her breath. "But, my dear husband, you're pissing me off. Just move away." She tries to break free from my grasp. "Stop moving, Mrs Grey!" "No, I won't listen to you, Mr Grey. You told me you don't want me, so why are you here again?" "I didn't say that I don't want you," I whisper, closing the distance between us, my lips nearing my angry wife's. "It means the same!" She rolls her eyes. "I want you so damn much, okay? And I'm ready to regret it again and again for doing this. Today, I'll show you how much I desire you, my wife." I confess, my fingers playing with her wet hair, and my hand still firmly gripping her waist. "So tell me. Who is stopping you, husband?"

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