Forced To You
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Last published Sat, Aug 29, 2026
Rachel Christine Beaumont.
Raised by a loving and generously wealthy family on a farm in Bordeaux France, she's lives the life she always wanted. A best friend in the form of a brilliant white steed, helping out at the family winery, and baking to her hearts content.
A life you dream of... at least to the public eye.
Her father, Alphonse Beaumont is a traditional man. The kind who believes in women bearing children and supporting the home, while the men work and strive to keep the balance. The man who calls the shots and makes the decisions.
Which leaves Rachel's world slowly spinning.
When she gets the news that her father is giving her away, forcing a marriage to a man she's never even met, she's not exactly enthused.
Hot headed, fierce and stubborn. A blonde who wants to live life how she pleases, doing what she wants, when she wants. Someone who believes marriage should mean something more than a piece of paper.
Ellis Eugene Daxler.
An entrepreneur since he graduated high-school, owning multiple businesses and fighting to prove to his family that he's the man they need.
Arrogant, silent, and brooding. A man who likes things simple, who demands control and doesn't take well to back talk, someone who believes love isn't a feeling and simply a contract of assents that can be gained.
Two independent fires both burning for their own greed. A ring means nothing and instead of burning brighter, they risk sizzling out completely.
It truthfully bares the question...
Can they make a contract marriage really work? Or will they die trying?
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for the hopeless romantics... and the reluctant ones too.
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