The billionaire contract bride: from contract wife to his obsession
Betrayed by the people she trusted most, Ava Lin's perfect life shatters overnight. From losing her mother under mysterious circumstances to being tormented by her stepmother and stepsister, Ava learns early that love in her world comes at a price. But nothing prepares her for the ultimate betrayal,catching her fiancé in bed with her own sister just weeks before their wedding.
Humiliated and heartbroken, Ava makes a reckless decision that changes everything: a contract marriage to a stranger. What she doesn't know is that her new husband is Elias Ward,a powerful, cold-hearted billionaire with secrets of his own.
Thrown into a world of wealth, power, and hidden enemies, Ava finds herself entangled in a dangerous game of revenge, lies, and unexpected passion. As she rises from the ashes of betrayal, those who once destroyed her will stop at nothing to bring her down even if it means exposing deadly secrets buried in her past.
But when love begins to bloom in the most unexpected place, Ava must decide,will she continue fighting for revenge, or risk everything for a second chance at love?
In a story filled with scandal, heartbreak, and justice, one woman's pain becomes her greatest strength... and her ultimate weapon.
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Chapter 4
It's been two weeks after the incident, Ava had just gotten to the office and about to get settled when she saw an envelope on her desk, she moved to pick it up and is shocked by what she sees. Inside the envelope was a wedding invitation,her sister was getting married to her ex- fiancee.
A surge of pain rushed through her body,she stared at the invitation with red eyes,she should have expected this from her sister. She sat down trembling trying to calm her raging heart. She looked at the initials on the card "C and J". Her eyes began to sting with tears. It was supposed to be her name on that invitation.
When she recalled the scene from that night the pain in her heart was replaced with anger. She picked up her phone and called her friend.
"Hey bestie what's good" Jane picked the call at the first ring.
" I got an invitation... they're getting married" Ava answered trying to sound calm. There was no response on the other side for a while. Jane finally spoke up.
"I'm sorry for everything that's happening to you Ava,you don't deserve any of this" she said trying to console her. "What are you planning on doing now?" Jane asked.
"Fix me a date... there's no point crying over spilled milk, it's time for me to move on " Ava replied with renewed energy fueled by the hate and anger in her heart. She was going to get her revenge on them.
"That's my girl,I love that spirit" Jane said over the phone. I'll arrange a date for you immediately, I'll send you the details later" she added.
"Thanks Jane.. you're the best" Ava said and ended the call. She got back to getting busy, shoving all other thoughts to the back of her mind.
**WARD INDUSTRIES
Elias was sitted in his office going through some documents when he got a message from his grandfather.
" I fixed you a date with the youngest daughter of the Horace family,Emily. Do not miss it,5pm at crystal restaurant".
Elias read the message with a frown on his face,as much as he hated going on dates he couldn't bear to turn down his grandfather,not that the old man gave him any room to refuse. He sighed and thought to himself,"it's just a date, nothing more".
Ava got a text from Jane about her date. She paired with a guy named Raymond,the son of a business tycoon,they were to meet by 4pm at the crystal restaurant.
Ava looked at the message and for a minute she felt it was a bad idea,but she was going to go anyways. She hurried to clear her desk so she could get ready for her date. She arrived at the restaurant few minutes before the said time,but on getting there the man was not there yet. She decided to order a glass of red wine just to keep herself busy while she waited for him.
An hour passed by and Raymond was yet to arrive. She was disappointed and was just about to stand when she felt a shadow over her,she looked up and their eyes met.
It was him.
The man from the club. She was shocked to see him.
"Leaving already"Elias said while looking down at her. He had been watching her for a while now as his date was not there yet. He only came up to her when he saw she was about to leave.
"Yes... I've been here for a while now" Ava answered."we meet again..I didn't expect us to meet this soon" she continued.
"Well here we are,"Elias said as he moved to sit opposite her."I think you owe me an appreciation"he said with smirk on his face.
"Thanks for helping me ". Ava said "I didn't mean to bother you but I was feeling down that night". She continued.
"Hmm what would have made someone like you to be in that state..care to share with me" Elias said getting interested with the lady at his front.
"Well long story cut short,I caught my fiancee in bed with my stepsister"Ava answered. For some reason she felt comfortable talking to this stranger. There was silence afterwards. She decided to break the silence.
"My name is Ava by the way"Ava said trying to ease of the tension.
"I'm sorry about that,no one deserves to go through that experience"Elias finally said something, feeling sorry for her.
"It's fine... I'm going to get my revenge on them". Ava answered him with determination in her voice.
"And how do you intend to do that?" He asked her. This little woman seemed interesting.
"I haven't figured that out yet, but I intend to get myself a man.. that's why I'm here, I'm supposed to have a date with a guy but he didn't show up.
"Ohh really,I guess we're in the same boat. I also have a date, but she hasn't showed up yet"Elias responded. Let's make a toast to our dates that never showed up",he said while he moved to pour himself a glass of wine.
Ava watched him as his hands moved to pour the wine. She payed close attention to his face and realised how handsome he was. He looked so handsome yet so deadly,his dark eyes seemed to hold a lot of mystery,Thick, dark hair fell in slightly rebellious waves. He looked like an arrogant son of a billionaire. Despite how aloof he seemed Ava couldn't help but gawk at the sight before her. She quickly adjusted just before he could catch her staring.
He raised the glass for a toast. And just as she put the wine to her mouth he uttered a statement.
"Marry me" Elias said while holding the wine glass. Ava nearly choked on the wine in her mouth.
"What did you just say?" Ava said eyes wide staring at him.
"Marry me" Elias repeated the words again.
"Why will you say such out of the blues" Ava said holding herself from pouring the rest of her wine on his face.
"I was just repeating the exact words you said to me" Elias said not minding the look on her face."but I'm actually serious this time. I need a wife and I think you're the perfect person for the position ",he continued.
"And what makes you think I am?", Ava said breathing heavily. She was angry at how arrogant he sounded.
" This is the best way to get your revenge on your fiancée and I also need a wife,so we're both going to gain"Elias said ignoring the angry lady opposite him. "Besides,it will be a contract marriage, we'll both have our terms and conditions. I'm sorry for doing this but I'm left with no choice,I just want to fulfill my grandfather dying wish", Elias sighed and looked out through the window. This is the only way he could go about it and he didn't feel disgusted by the woman before him making her the perfect candidate.
"I might seem desperate to get my revenge but don't expect me to agree to this..I barely even know you,not even your name", Ava replied. She wasn't expecting any of this and was visibly shocked.
"My name is Elias W..."
"I don't care to know your name" Ava cut him short. What gave him the guts to mention this to her.
"Here's my card" Elias dropped the card on the table as he stood up to leave. "You can reach me on that number when you finally agree" he said and turned to leave.
"And what makes you think I'll ever agree to this?" Ava asked just before he walked away.
With turning to look at her he answered.
"I know you will". Then he walked away.
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8.9
I sold three years of my life to a billionaire to save my mother. I was his pretend fiancée, a stand-in for his ex, counting down the days until the contract ended and we could finally be free.
But just as we were about to escape, his real girlfriend returned and publicly accused me of faking a pregnancy to trap him.
My fiancé, Drake, didn't hesitate. He called me a disgusting gold-digger and threatened to pull my mother's medical funding to force me into an abortion.
The shock of his cruelty sent my mother into cardiac arrest. She died right there in the hospital.
They demanded I abort a child that could never exist, a lie built to destroy me.
But they didn't know my secret. After my mother' s death, I finally told him the truth that shattered his world: I was born without a uterus. And with her last letter in my hand, I walked away from him forever.
9.6
I was the dedicated, "wolfless" Luna of the Blackwood Pack, bound to Alpha Damien for seven years.
Just three days before our marriage contract expired, Damien burst into my clinic carrying his mistress, Allena.
He used his Alpha Command to clear the room, humiliating me in front of my own medical staff.
The ultrasound revealed Allena was suffering from internal bleeding due to their uncontrolled mating frenzy.
Instead of feeling shame for his weakness, Damien shoved me brutally against a metal counter to protect her.
He threw a $100,000 check at me to buy my silence, treating my broken soul like a cheap transaction.
Later, when I refused to kneel and apologize to his mistress, he pushed me again, shattering my arm against a glass table.
As my blood soaked the pristine white rug, he stood over me, demanding my absolute submission.
He thought I was just a pathetic, weak Omega who would endure his cruelty forever because I had nothing else.
He didn't know that five years ago, after he threatened to kill any pup I bore him, I secretly built a massive offshore empire.
I calmly tied a tourniquet over my bleeding arm and wiped my blood right over his heart.
"I am done with you."
Then I liquidated his thirty-five-million-dollar penthouse assets and walked out into the night, ready to show him who the real monster was.
9.6
I woke up alone in a cold hospital room after a near-fatal car crash.
My husband of three years, Bryant, claimed he was too busy with back-to-back meetings to visit me.
But when I dragged my bruised body into the hallway, I caught him pinning his pregnant mistress against a vending machine.
"As soon as my company IPOs next month, I'm dumping my useless wife."
"She's so pathetic. She'd be living on the streets if it wasn't for my charity."
For three years, Bryant and his mother had humiliated me for being an orphan, treating me like a penniless burden while he secretly bought a multi-million-dollar townhouse for his new family.
A cold knot formed in my stomach. I had almost died in that wreckage, yet my husband was disgusted by my very existence, eagerly waiting to throw me away.
But Bryant didn't know about the damp, sealed envelope the paramedics had recovered from my wrecked car.
The DNA report inside proved I wasn't a nobody from the gutter.
I was the biological daughter of the Beaumonts—New York's wealthiest, most ruthless billionaire dynasty.
I didn't scream or confront them.
Instead, I calmly pulled out my phone, recorded their affair in high definition, and dialed a Wall Street financier I hadn't spoken to in years.
"I'm done playing the happy housewife. Pull his algorithmic backdoors and drain the accounts."
8.5
Alexa Thorne was just an eighteen-year-old girl trying to survive her wealthy friend's sweltering summer pool party.
But a violent asthma attack, triggered by heavy cigar smoke, forced her to confront the man smoking it—Armando Holmes, a ruthless Wall Street billionaire and her friend's older brother. She begged him to put it out. He complied, but his cold gaze instantly shifted into a terrifying, predatory obsession.
From that moment, her quiet life was over. Armando cornered her in a dark hallway, staking a terrifying claim. He forced her into his Bentley, practically kidnapping her to his secluded Hamptons estate, a gilded cage he called the Rose Manor. When he offered her a dark rose and declared his "enchantment," the sheer terror finally made Alexa run. But she tripped, tumbling down the hard stone steps, breaking her arm and severely gashing her face.
Waking up in the hospital, facing the horror of a permanent, ugly scar, Alexa wept in sheer despair. She didn't understand why this dangerous, powerful man had targeted her, tearing her away from her modest life just to lock her in his terrifying grip.
"I swear to you, you will not have a single scar."
Armando vowed, his eyes burning with dark possession as he effortlessly dismissed her own brother's attempts to protect her. As he personally tended to her most humiliating needs with trembling hands, Alexa realized with chilling clarity: the real nightmare wasn't the fall, but the inescapable, obsessive love of the monster who had claimed her.
8.9
For two years, Emmie’s marriage to Daxton Ellis was nothing but a cold medical contract. She was merely a living vessel, kept around to provide a bone marrow transplant for his true love, Hortensia.
When Emmie's grandfather was dying in the ICU, she desperately begged Daxton to save him. Instead, he coldly refused, ordering his bodyguards to trap her so her surgery wouldn't be delayed.
To completely destroy Emmie, Hortensia maliciously faked a severe allergy attack and then intentionally threw herself down a steep flight of iron stairs.
She perfectly framed Emmie for attempted murder right in front of Daxton's eyes.
Believing his lover's lies, Daxton violently choked Emmie and locked her in a pitch-black room, cutting off all her communication with the outside world.
Trapped in the freezing darkness, Emmie received a secret call from the weeping butler.
"Master Silas... his heart stopped. He was calling your name. He died calling your name."
The phone slipped from her fingers, the agonizing realization hitting her that because of Daxton, she didn't even get to say a final goodbye to her only family.
The raw, guttural scream that tore through her throat marked the absolute death of her six years of unrequited love. Clutching the signed divorce agreement and the key to her grandfather's hidden billionaire trust, Emmie wiped her bloodstained hands and prepared to make them pay.
8.8
Helena endured two years of a sterile, loveless marriage to billionaire CEO Dante Velasquez, playing the role of the perfect, invisible wife.
The fragile illusion shattered when she found microscopic holes systematically poked through her entire box of condoms.
When she confronted Dante, he coldly accused her of trying to trap him with a baby, then immediately abandoned her to comfort his ex-girlfriend.
But the truth was far more twisted.
At the hospital, Helena overheard her mother-in-law's horrifying plan.
"She has to get pregnant. We need the stem cells to save Julian."
They didn't want an heir. They needed Helena to be a walking incubator to harvest spare parts for Dante's sickly younger brother.
When Helena tried to fund her escape, Dante dragged her back, froze all her accounts, and forced a humiliating blood test to prove she wasn't scheming.
"You're nothing without me," he sneered, locking her inside their penthouse.
Sitting in her gilded cage, watching the media parade Dante and his ex as society's "golden couple," Helena felt her heartbreak completely evaporate.
She had sacrificed her prestigious ballet career for a family that viewed her as literal livestock.
The tears stopped, leaving behind only a cold, razor-sharp resolve.
She printed out her divorce papers, marched straight into the crowded headquarters of Velasquez Corp, and prepared to burn his empire to the ground.