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 5
A week flew by so quickly, the days seems faster when you're alone. It was a Saturday morning and Ava planned on sleeping in cause it was the weekend but her plan was disrupted by a phone call. With sleepy eyes she reached for her phone on the bed side table. It was a call from her father.
"Ava where are you" he asked immediately she picked the call. Ava was taking aback,why will her father be calling her so early on a weekend.
"I hope you're not planning on missing your sister's wedding?" Her father asked her when he didn't get a response.
Ava checked her phone and realised that today was her sister's wedding. She showed no emotions at all.
"What does her wedding has to do with me?" She said to her father's feeling irritated.
"Don't be childish, it's your sister's wedding so put every differences aside and be here" he said not giving her any chance to refuse. Ava was used to being treated this way, since her mother passed away mysteriously her stepmother and her daughter has made life a living hell for her, even turning her own father against her.
"I'll be there" she said and hung up the call. She decided to chat up her best friend,jane.
"Hey girl..you there?"
"Yeah.. what's good. Sorry for not checking in on you I was really tied up this past week". Jane replied almost immediately.
"It's fine.. will you be coming for Clara's wedding today,I don't want to be alone" Ava asked.
"Sure I'll be there with you,just text me the address. I forgot to ask, how did your date go?"
"Hmm something unexpected happened, I'll tell you all about it at the wedding"
"Alright then..let me go get prepared" Jane replied and went offline. Ava dragged her sleepy self from the bed and also began to get ready.
Ava got the venue of the party two hours later, it was held at an event centre at the middle of the city. She wore a navy blue silk gown that hugged her body, accentuating the curves on her body,she didn't bother to wear make up and just let her hair fall. She didn't want to draw any attention to herself. But none of that could help the situation,as soon as she walked into the hall all eyes fell on her,she could hear whispers as she walked in.
"Is that not the first daughter of Mr Lin?" Someone said.
"I thought she was engaged to Jeff"
"I heard the engagement was called off. Maybe she cheated on him"
"The bitch deserves it, she's just like her mother "
"I heard how miserable she has been since she lost her mother"
"I kind of feel pity for her. The poor girl has no one to run to"
Ava endured the pain she felt as she heard the words,she shouldn't have come here. Just at the centre of the hall she could see her stepmother greeting the guests with a smile while Clara said Jeff stood together lovingly. She felt the pain and anger building up in her, trying so hard to hold her tears she walked out of the hall to find the rest room to calm herself down.
Just as she left the hall a tall figure walked in. All eyes fell on him,his aura sent a chill down the hall. He walked in with large strides ignoring the eyes on him,he had guards surrounding him. Just as he was about to go sit Mr Lin walked up to him.
"Mr Ward, it's a pleasure to have you here sir. I didn't expect you to grace us with your presence". Mr Lin said as he smiled foolishly, trying so much to please the man in his front. If he could get him on his good side his family will be set for life.
" I didn't plan on coming either, I'm having a meeting at the next building and just decided to stop by" Elias said while looking round the hall to find that little woman.
"Please meet my daughter and son in-law" Mr Lin said as he brought them to greet him.
"Nice to meet you sir" Clara said sounding innocent and sweet and almost drooling at the handsome man before her Elias completely ignored her. She felt angry but quickly hid it with a smile. She didn't know the identity of this handsome man but she wanted him for herself. Jeff felt uneasy with the way Clara looked at the man but couldn't say anything.
Just then Ava walked back into the hall and their eyes met. It was him again. "Why was he here?" Ava thought to herself as she stared at Elias. His words still lingering in her mind. Elias kept staring at the little woman across the hall not minding the people trying to talk to him. Clara noticed his gaze and quickly walked over to meet Ava just before Elias could make an attempt.
"Big sis.. thanks for coming,I didn't think you'd come" Clara said to Ava trying to look innocent.. Ava tried to ignore her but she wouldn't back down.
"I know you're still angry with me but it's not my fault that he left you" Clara said trying to provoke her. Ava eyes turned red from anger but didn't utter a word. Clara continued speaking seeing her plan was working.
" It's not my fault he likes me more than you..I guess you're not his type" Clara continued.
"That's enough Clara" Ava finally exploded,by then everyone was watching them including Elias.
"I didn't mean to cause you pain,I know you hate me big sis" Clara said faking tears and trying to make Ava look bad"if you want I can call of the wedding and leave him for you but please forgive me" she continued while crying. Everyone around started to feel pity at her and threw accusing fingers at Ava, calling her all sort of names.
Ava was about to break down from all the things she heard so she moved to walk past Clara. Just then Clara let out a cry and fell to the ground.
"Big sis I know you're angry with me, you can push me however you want if that will make you feel better"Clara said still crying trying to make it seem that Ava pushed her. Ava looked at Clara with anger,she knew her sister was trying to humiliate her. Just then her stepmother,Rose,walked up to them and gave Ava a slap that resounded across the hall. Everyone was shocked as they didn't expect this.
" You Wicked bitch are you trying to paralyze my daughter,you want to ruin her wedding out of your jealousy. You're just like your mother!" Rose shouted.
Ava wanted to defend herself but just before she could speak up Rose emptied the glass of wine she held on her face. Ava felt so humiliated and pained,her dress was soaked from the wine. She ran out of the hall crying.
Elias watched all this unfold and didn't move until Ava ran out of the hall, he went after her without anyone noticing. When he got to her he saw Ava crotched on the floor crying. For some reason he became angry seeing her in that state.
Ava looked up when she heard footsteps beside her,she turned and met his face with teary eyes. At that moment she made the decision that will forever change the course of her life. She stood up wiping the tears from her eyes and said to him.
" Let's get married".
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Elsie was the Sutton family's perfect puppet, a sickly heiress locked away in a pristine manor and treated like fragile porcelain. Her only purpose was to be a pawn in her mother's corporate games.
Without warning, her mother ordered her to marry Duke Blake, a ruthless, cold-blooded billionaire known for destroying his rivals. Worse, her mother immediately handed over total control of Elsie's life to him, declaring she couldn't even step outside the gates without his explicit permission.
Desperate, Elsie met him and asked if she would be expected to perform wifely duties, praying for a marriage in name only.
"I have a very high sex drive."
He stated it bluntly, shattering her illusions. Yet, when he drove her into the city days later, a sudden swerve sent her tumbling directly into his lap. Instead of the desire he claimed to possess, his body went completely rigid. He violently shoved her away, slamming her hard against the passenger seat. His face was pale, his knuckles white, and he stared straight ahead with a look of absolute, terrifying revulsion.
Humiliation and sharp pain coiled in her chest. She couldn't understand. Why did he demand absolute control over her and boast about his desires, only to treat her accidental touch like a repulsive disease? Why did this all-powerful man secretly smell of hospital antiseptics? What exactly was the Sutton family forcing her to marry?
But she was no longer willing to be a lamb led to the slaughter. Thinking of the provocative black lace hidden behind her wardrobe's false wall, Elsie smiled coldly. She was going to find the fatal flaw in this ruthless billionaire's code, and use it to completely shatter her cage.
9.5
As a highborn succubus, I somehow managed to starve myself to death-thanks to my obsessive cleanliness and ridiculously picky appetite.
When I opened my eyes again, I had transmigrated into Vivian Hartwell-the long-lost "real" daughter with a tragically cursed fate.
I had barely been taken back into the Hartwell family before they forced me to attend a so-called "death matchmaking" event in Kingsford-on behalf of Natalie Hartwell, the fake heiress-to meet Damian Blackwood, the infamous "living reaper."
Rumor had it Damian was brutal and bloodthirsty-every woman who'd ever been involved with him either ended up dead or driven insane.
At the event, over a hundred socialites were trembling on their knees, silently praying they wouldn't be the one chosen.
Just as Damian let out a cold smirk and reached to pick his unlucky victim, I took a deep breath from the back of the crowd.
The scent emanating from him was a rare, potent masculine essence-something encountered perhaps once in ten millennia.
For a painfully picky succubus like me, this was nothing short of salvation.
I kicked aside the girl blocking my way, my eyes practically glowing as I threw both hands up. "Pick me! Hurry, pick me!"
7.5
To survive a lethal genetic breakdown, Holden, a legendary mercenary known as "Ghost," was forced into an arranged marriage with the wealthy heiress Julia Ramsey.
But the moment he stepped into the lavish estate wearing an oil-stained jacket, he was treated like absolute garbage.
Julia accused him of being a perverted stalker, pulling a gun on him and demanding he be thrown out. Even after Holden used a forbidden kinetic strike to save her grandfather from a fatal heart attack, the family still looked at him with pure disgust. Julia confined him to a cramped guest room, warning him to stay out of her life. To make matters worse, his other estranged fiancée, an elite military commander, barged into the penthouse just to throw an annulment in his face.
"You are a pathetic, bottom-feeding parasite! You have no ambition. You hide in this woman's apartment like a stray dog. You are entirely beneath me."
She mocked him in front of Julia, completely blind to the fact that Holden had just effortlessly incapacitated her Tier-1 operative with a single strike. They all thought he was just a greedy, low-class thug clinging to their wealth. They had no idea they were mocking an apex predator who commanded the city's underground and hunted mutant monsters for sport.
When Julia forced him to attend a high-society yacht party as part of a trap to publicly humiliate him, Holden just smirked and took a sip of his cheap beer.
He was more than happy to play along, already calculating exactly how he was going to tear their arrogant little world apart.
7.4
For five years, Jodi was the perfect, compliant secret lover to billionaire CEO Armand Taylor.
Then, she woke up to a cold email and a seven-figure wire transfer. Armand was marrying European royalty. The money was a severance package to quietly warehouse her out of sight.
Refusing to be his dirty secret, Jodi invoked her contract's termination clause to leave for good. But Armand wouldn't let her go easily. He forced her to personally train her vicious new replacement, Selah.
Selah immediately tampered with a crucial financial file, framing Jodi for sabotaging Taylor Corp's multi-billion-dollar tech acquisition.
Without a second thought, Armand took the new girl's side. He cornered Jodi in the boardroom, his eyes dead and cold.
"You have three days to fix this. If you fail, I will personally see to it that you go to prison for corporate fraud."
He froze her bank accounts and stripped away her dignity, ready to destroy her life over a blatant lie.
He thought she was just a weak, discarded toy who would break under his threats.
What Armand didn't know was the terrifying secret Jodi had just discovered hidden at the bottom of her bathroom trash can.
Three positive pregnancy tests.
If the ruthless billionaire found out she was carrying his heir, he would never let her escape.
Wiping her tears, Jodi slipped into a severe black silk gown and crashed an exclusive Hamptons gala to intercept the tech CEO herself.
This time, she wasn't playing the obedient lover. She was going to clear her name and burn Armand's empire to the ground.
9.5
For two years, Clementine played the perfectly obedient wife to billionaire Donovan Bray, wearing his heavy diamonds and enduring his cold indifference.
Until she accidentally saw his tablet and discovered she was just a "collateral asset"—a cheap lookalike prop hired to make his ex-girlfriend, Gisela, jealous.
When Gisela returned to New York, Donovan's mask completely slipped.
During a vicious argument where he mocked Clementine as a pathetic shadow, he grabbed her, causing her to fall down a flight of marble stairs.
Waking up in the hospital, Clementine learned she had miscarried a six-week-old baby she didn't even know she had.
But what truly shattered her was hearing Donovan's voice through the cracked hospital door.
"It changes nothing."
He coldly lied to his friend that the fall had caused permanent infertility.
"It was probably for the best."
He had killed her unborn child and casually dismissed her worth, truly believing she was a penniless nobody who would suffer his abuse in silence.
He thought he held all the power, leaving her broken and discarded for his true love.
What Donovan didn't know was that his fragile, dependent wife was secretly "C.", the billionaire genius behind Aurelian, the world's most exclusive luxury jewelry empire.
Lying in the sterile room, Clementine dried her tears, filed for a ruthless divorce, and permanently froze his supplementary black card.
It was time to show him who really held the strings.
8.4
After being kidnapped for years and finally rescued, five-year-old Izzy thought she was going home to her wealthy biological family.
But when the social worker brought her to the freezing bus station, her biological father, Conrad, didn't even get out of his Mercedes. He took one look at her tangled hair and worn-out shoes, his lip curling in disgust.
"I have a real family now. I'm not disrupting my life for this."
He drove away, leaving her choking on his exhaust fumes. When her rough, grease-stained uncle Bryan forcefully brought her to the family mansion, things only got worse. Her biological mother refused to touch her, complaining that she smelled like a dumpster. Her half-sister Katelynn pushed her to the ground, making her bleed, and framed her for stealing. Instead of helping, Conrad roared at Izzy, calling her a wild animal and threatening to throw her back onto the streets.
Izzy stood there shivering in her oversized rags, watching them stand together in a perfect, unbroken circle. She didn't understand why her own blood looked at her like she was a monster, or why they were so eager to throw a traumatized child back into the dark.
But what her wealthy family didn't know was that Izzy had a secret: she could hear plants talking. And the greenhouse orchids were screaming at their cruelty. So, she climbed onto their expensive coffee table, pointed at her mechanic uncle, and made her choice.
"I don't want Conrad to be my daddy. I want Uncle Bryan."
She walked out of that loveless mansion forever, ready to follow the whispers of an old apple tree in her new backyard—a tree that was about to guide her to a buried fortune of gold.