Contract Marriage To The Crippled Heir
Elena who grew up in the countryside was brought back to the city only to be used and abandoned by her very own family. Used in replacement for her sister and finding out the truth from years ago, will Elena seek revenge? What happens when she turns out to be different from what was expected?
Adrian Laurent, crippled and treated like a commodity by his family. Adrian swore to get revenge for everything done to him and his mother in the past. What happens when his new wife finds/finds out he is not crippled?
Will she trust him?
"Don't touch me! You lied to me, I trusted you." Elena remarked tears streaming down from her face, she had been able to handle all forms of betrayers but she would never be able to handle this.
"I didn't mean to lie Elena, you never asked me if it was a lie. I'm sorry Elena, I should have told you sooner, please forgive me.." Adrian drawled...
Elena slowly backed away from there and ran, only to be cornered by her husband once again. She forgot, he could walk now...
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Chapter 5
"What is the meaning of this? How did this get out! How!!" Richard yelled, throwing the remote control to the wall. The remote control smashed against the wall and broke into bits.
"What the hell is on the news? How did this get out so fast? I expected the news to be released but not so soon. It's just been 7 hours since Elena got married!" Richard remarked angrily, his eyes stared at the tv with a grim expression on his face.
Esther couldn't help but frown, how the hell did this news get to the media so fast, she had made sure she bought all the news channels. When she looked up from her thoughts, her husband had disappeared into the room and swiftly he was back again.
"My assistant said, this news was first started by a very small media outlet before it became a wide fire. I thought I told you to buy over all the media outlets for the day!" Richard remarked, giving her an icy stare.
Esther coughed, "I bought the media outlets like you asked me to. I bought the big and major companies because they are the ones that usually spread news in this manner, but I didn't expect a small business to actually find out."
"That is your problem Esther! You underestimate people a lot, you believe only big people can get something. How did you even end up getting married to me?" Richard asked with a snort, the woman was always so careless.
Esther's nose tingles, the urge to cry came crashing down on her but she tried to hold herself back from crying. Her eyes tingled too from the tears trying to free themselves.
"Don't you dare shed your tears here! First of all, let's find a solution to all these. This news must have gotten to the patriarch already, not only will he be furious, he might do something to our family out of rage."
"You had one job and all you did was ruin it." Richard muttered typing on his phone, he was trying to shut down all the news on the internet.
Vanessa rushed into the house furiously, she threw her bag on the ground immediately she came in, tears falling from her face.
"Daddy, help me. They refused to give me the singing endorsement, it was won by the mysterious singer. They don't even know her, why would they pick her over me... Daddy please help me get the endorsement." Vanessa cried holding her father from behind.
She failed to note the angry expression in his eyes, she constantly shook him crying pitiful tears so he would help her. Esther shook her head silently trying to gesture to her daughter to step away but her daughter was acting childish.
"Dad! Aren't I your daughter anymore? Aren't I the one you love the most? Why aren't you responding to me! Daddy please help your princess! Woooo~" Vanessa cried childishly.
When she felt her father was not replying to her, she came in front of him only to be met with his dark expression, she coughed awkwardly.
"Daddy is everything okay? Why is your expression so dark?" Vanessa questioned, she was ready to turn towards her mom for answers when a loud slap rang out.
Vanessa's face swooped to one side with her neck bent, she placed her hand on her cheek with wide surprised eyes.
"Richard!
"You had one job, all you had to do was stay away from trouble and not get yourself on the news. But you didn't anyway and now, you are not the only one in trouble. We all are!"
"But still you have the nerve to ask me for an endorsement deal? Does this current problem not bother you even a bit? Why do you keep acting spoiled when you are not a child?" Richard remarked angrily.
Tears sprouted out of Vanessa's eyes, she didn't do anything wrong but she was slapped so hard. It would have been better if she was married to that crippled man that face this kind of torture from her father.
Crying silently, Vanessa bent her head. Esther was in pain seeing her daughter like this, she sent a glare towards her husband.
"This is none of her fault! She wasn't the one who spread the news of herself anyway, so why blame her? If you want to blame somebody, then blame me! Blame me for not doing a proper job of buying the media well!"
"Not my daughter!" Esther yelled patting Vanessa's back and trying to console her, she sent her husband a sharp glare before pulling Vanessa with her and they walked out of the room.
Richard sighed, he ran his hand through his hair numerous times. He didn't know what had come over him but he had to resolve the issues now, later he would talk and try to apologize to his family.
Elena sat on the bed watching the news, she stared at the entertainment news with a blank expression. It was faster than she had expected, her sister must have infuriated someone again to get disgraced publicly.
Even when the knob of her door was pushed open, Elena was too lost in thoughts to take notice. She wondered who her sister had angered this time around to get dragged publicly on the internet.
"You like thinking a lot." Dr. Claire remarked, popping a gum.
Elena turned her head towards the doctor, although she was tired earlier, now she had the chance to have a proper look at the doctor.
Dr. Claire's hair was short and resting perfectly well on her shoulders. Her legs were long and she was tall, something she had failed to notice earlier. She also wore glasses like other doctors, only Elena felt those glasses were just for fancy.
"Now, have you fallen in love with me? I know nobody can resist a gorgeous woman like me, I expected you to have more self control. What will the master say, if he knows his wife is taking an interest in me?
Dr. Claire wriggled her brows playfully, she stepped forward with an unexplainable smile on her lips. Her eyes went to the tv but it stayed only for some moments before it returned back to Elena.
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7.1
After five years in a federal prison, framed by my stepmother and fiancé, I was finally released.
Instead of a welcome home, my stepmother tossed me a one-way ticket to Geneva and a threat: renounce the family name and disappear, or end up in the Hudson River.
When our limo was suddenly ambushed by military-grade SUVs on the highway, their cowardice almost got us killed.
I took the wheel, crashed the attackers, and saved their lives.
But the moment the danger passed, my stepmother tried to slap me, called me a psycho, and abandoned me on the desolate roadside.
My ex-fiancé later cornered me in public, trying to assert his dominance by grabbing my arm.
They still thought I was the broken girl they sent to a cage just so they could steal my dead mother's biochemical research.
I didn't feel heartbreak, only a cold, absolute certainty.
They threw me to the wolves, not realizing the federal penitentiary had burned away my capacity for mercy.
I hacked into the dark web and found out Dante Meltoni, the most dangerous Mafia Don in New York, was tearing the city apart to find a legendary underground doctor.
I am that doctor.
I walked straight into his heavily guarded fortress, pulled out a syringe, and saved his dying grandfather.
Then I looked the terrifying Don right in the eye.
"Marry me. And let me use your empire to wipe my family off the map."
9.8
Ina Holman, heiress to a failing real estate empire, was forced to attend a high-stakes matchmaking meeting to secure a financial lifeline for her family.
But the drink she was handed was secretly spiked. Desperate to avoid a public scandal that would ruin her father, she fled into a VIP elevator, only to fall directly into the arms of Buren Warner—the most ruthless billionaire predator on Wall Street.
After a blurred, chaotic night, the nightmare truly began.
A fabricated scandal of her hotel rendezvous hit the front pages. Her father slapped her across the face, using the disgrace as an excuse to freeze her accounts and kick her out onto the streets, legally severing her from the family trust before declaring bankruptcy.
Even worse, her twin sister was killed in a sudden estate explosion.
And the final, crushing blow? Ina discovered that her ex-boyfriend, Faron, the man supposed to save her family, was secretly gay. He and her best friend had orchestrated the drugging to destroy Ina's reputation, allowing Faron to break their alliance and keep his inheritance without suspicion.
Stripped of her home, her family, and her dignity, Ina screamed in agony on the freezing streets.
Her own father had murdered her sister for a fifty-million-dollar insurance payout and sacrificed Ina to hide his assets. The people she trusted most had conspired to ruin her life just for their own selfish greed.
Driven into a corner with absolutely nothing left to lose, Ina stared at the cold, calculating billionaire who had tracked her down to an abandoned cliffside estate.
"Marry me, and I will give you the power to destroy them all."
To avenge her sister and crush the people who betrayed her, Ina signed her soul to the devil.
7.0
Eight years ago, Alaina forced herself to say the most vicious, heartless things to break up with her fiercely loyal college boyfriend, protecting him from his billionaire family's wrath.
Now, she is a top maxillofacial surgeon, and Jarred Mcknight has returned as the ruthless CEO of Wall Street's most powerful corporation.
Their worlds collide in the ER, but Jarred isn't alone. He is accompanying his rumored heiress fiancée.
His eyes are pure ice. He treats Alaina with a suffocating, clinical detachment, fiercely protecting the heiress from Alaina's medical examination. The professional slap in the face shatters Alaina's heart all over again.
Later, at an exclusive restaurant, Jarred catches Alaina on a miserable, forced blind date. Still believing she left him for money and status, he publicly mocks her for working herself to the bone just to climb the ladder.
Her sleazy date, humiliated by the billionaire's sheer dominance, turns his bruised ego on Alaina. On the dark street outside, the lawyer aggressively grabs her arm, trying to force himself on her.
Alaina thought Jarred despised her. She thought he had completely moved on, leaving her to drown in the memories of the future they never had.
But why did Jarred suddenly explode from the shadows like a lethal predator, brutally snapping the lawyer's wrist just for touching her?
Pinning her trapped against the cold brick wall, Jarred's dark eyes burn with a terrifying, unhinged possessiveness.
"Is this the kind of garbage you date now?"
The eight years of separation mean nothing. The billionaire hasn't let her go, and this time, there is no escape.
7.4
For six years, I worked myself to the bone to support my "struggling artist" boyfriend, Kasen. I paid the rent on our leaky Brooklyn apartment and believed in his dream, thinking our love was real.
That all ended one rainy night when I delivered documents to an exclusive club and overheard him with his wealthy friends. Our life, he said, was just a "sociological experiment."
He wasn't poor at all. He was a trust fund heir with a fiancée in the Hamptons, waiting to close a corporate merger.
"Kaia is just a naive pet who voluntarily pays my rent," he laughed over a three-thousand-dollar glass of scotch.
He told them girls like me were so desperate we'd come crawling back for a scrap of affection. My entire world shattered.
I packed my bags and walked out that night with eighty-four dollars to my name, ready to start over. But escaping one monster only threw me to another. The next day, a predatory client tried to drug me during a business meeting.
My boss, the terrifyingly powerful CEO Camden William, intervened. But after a night of drug-induced chaos, I woke up in his bed.
He didn't offer an apology. He offered a contract. "Marry me for three years," he commanded, "and I'll give you five million dollars and make sure Kasen can never touch you again."
8.9
At twenty-three, Skyle lives a life she never chose. Abused by her cruel stepmother and stepsister, Ava, and completely ignored by the man who should protect her,her father.Skyle exists as nothing more than a shadow in her own home. To him, Ava is his only daughter.
Skyle's shattered world takes a dangerous turn when she is forced to marry Alexander Blackwood, a cold, powerful CEO, in Ava's place. Rumored to be gay and feared in business circles, Alexander is a man no woman wants,especially not Ava, who refuses the marriage meant to secure her family's fortune. Desperate, her mother pushes Skyle into the role of the bride.
Life in Alexander's mansion is no fairy tale. Skyle is treated like a servant, stripped of dignity, and pushed to the edge of despair. But fate changes everything the night Alexander, drowning in anger after losing a billion-dollar contract, comes home drunk.
One reckless night binds them forever.
Pregnant and trapped in a marriage built on lies, Skyle must face a man who never wanted her,and a future she never imagined.
Will Alexander open his heart for the sake of the unborn child, or will Skyle and her baby be discarded like everything else in her life?
Read to find out.!!!
9.1
I returned to the Reeves estate after five years in exile, not as the rightful heir, but as an outcast. My father had been dead for only a month, and my uncle Julian had already claimed his mahogany desk, his face tight with a greed he no longer bothered to hide.
Julian didn't even look up as he slid a check for a hundred thousand dollars across the wood. "A settlement," he sneered. "Sign the waiver, take your bastards, and disappear. We don't want you embarrassing the family name anymore."
One hundred thousand dollars for a legacy worth billions—it was an insult designed to draw blood. When my five-year-old twins, Leo and Mia, ran into the room, Julian looked at them with pure disgust, calling them vermin and ordering them out. He threatened that if I didn't sign, I’d be on the street in a week, stripped of the Reeves name and every penny of protection. Even the family lawyer looked away as he helped facilitate my ruin. I tore the check to shreds and walked out into a freezing deluge, shielding my children while the doors of my childhood home slammed shut behind us.
I spent years building a secret life as a high-level corporate fixer, yet when I crossed paths with Branson Reeves—the man who shared my son’s eyes—he treated me like a common gold-digger. He outbid me for the "Midnight Orchid" painting, the only piece of evidence that could bring Julian down, mocking my "thrift store" clothes while my children slept in a borrowed guest room. How could they all be so blind? How could a family be so ready to destroy its own blood for the sake of a ledger?
I was done hiding in the shadows. When Julian finally launched a hostile takeover to seize the entire empire, I walked into Branson’s penthouse, dropped my "poor niece" facade, and threw a decrypted file onto his desk.
"The game is over, Branson. Give me that painting, and I’ll show you exactly how to bury the man who thinks he's already won."