Sealed Marriage with a Disabled Billionaire
How far are you willing to go for your family's company?
Eloise Jane Lopez is the one true child of the Lopezes, and due to her sick father's wish, she needs to marry a man she doesn't know to keep the company her parents manage in order. And the man she will marry is none other than Cosmo Dominguez, a multi-billionaire, whose supposed fiancée was Eloise's step-sister but got pregnant, leaving Eloise with no choice but to be the substitute bride.
After the wedding, Cosmo laid out another agreement with Eloise, that the marriage would only be temporary, and that they would have to separate after two years.
Can they uphold the signed agreement until the end, or can they stop the feelings forming between them?
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Chapter 2
Cosmo's brow furrowed at the last thing he heard from Eloise. The first two conditions were understandable. Since they were now married, it was only natural to act like a happy couple in front of others. Besides, as his legal wife, if the Lopez family disrespected Eloise, it would be like insulting Cosmo himself. It made sense for him to stand up for her.
But the third condition-was Eloise already thinking about divorce? They had just gotten their marriage certificate, and she was already talking about ending it?
Just like she'd said before, she only married Cosmo because she had no choice. She never wanted to do it in the first place. For Cosmo, marrying a woman he didn't even like was frustrating. So of course, he also wanted a divorce. But what confused him was why Eloise was the first to bring it up.
She beat him to it. It was like she couldn't wait to get away from him. To Cosmo, that was a direct hit to his pride.
He held back his irritation. "So if you want a divorce, should I just give it to you?"
Eloise noticed the tone in his voice, so she calmly replied, "Of course. If you want to get divorced, I won't stop you. I'll accept it."
Cosmo smirked. "So if I asked for a divorce right now, you'd say yes?"
Eloise didn't seem offended at all. Instead, she gave a small smile. "I don't think that would be a good idea. If we split right after getting married, people will just laugh at us."
Cosmo gave a cold chuckle. "And what's the difference between this and a forced marriage from the old days? Isn't this just as laughable?"
Eloise's tone sharpened. "If I divorced you right after the wedding, people would think I was the one who couldn't stand you. But if I stay-without taking your money, without using you, without insulting you-doesn't that prove I'm not looking down on you?"
Cosmo went silent.
Given his current condition-as a man with a disability-people would naturally assume a woman only married him for money. But if she walked away without asking for anything in return, what would they think then? Maybe something even worse. Maybe they'd say that it wasn't just his legs that were broken.
The silence between them grew heavy, the tension in the room thick. Fortunately, someone knocked, breaking the atmosphere.
Jiro, Cosmo's assistant, walked in with a few important documents that needed to be signed. He looked surprised to see Eloise. In Cosmo's current state, only a few trusted caregivers were allowed near him.
Jiro glanced at Eloise. She looked even prettier in person than in her photos-small face, timeless beauty. Eloise gave him a polite smile. Jiro paused for a second, then returned the gesture with a respectful nod.
Cosmo quietly watched their interaction, his gaze unreadable. He couldn't help but wonder-so this is how Eloise works. She said she didn't need help, yet she was being friendly with the people around him.
Did she have some kind of plan?
Jiro handed over the documents and carefully helped Cosmo back into bed. Once everything was signed, Cosmo told him, "Find Atty. Teves. Have him draft a contract. And the terms are-"
From his tone, it was clear that he wanted to test if Eloise truly meant what she said.
But Eloise quickly cut in. "I'll explain the contents of the contract."
She calmly went over the details. As Jiro listened, he was quietly stunned. There wasn't a single part of the agreement that benefited Eloise. It was like a binding contract that gave her no advantage at all.
And yet she agreed without hesitation. Her voice didn't even waver.
After she finished, she turned to Cosmo. "Cosmo, is there anything you want to add?"
Among the rich, it was normal to have a prenuptial agreement to avoid complications in the event of a separation. But this? Eloise herself was requesting that if they split up, she'd leave with nothing. Not a single cent from the Dominguez family.
Cosmo stared at her with a blank expression. "I have nothing to add. Have Atty. Teves drafted the contract and send it to me right away."
Jiro was shocked but quickly composed himself. "Understood, Sir."
Once it was just the two of them again, Eloise spoke up. "I saw your mother before I came in. She said that since we're married, we should sleep in the same room so I can take care of you."
The idea of being "taken care of" instantly soured Cosmo's mood. "If you want to play the role of a wife, you don't need to take care of me."
Eloise paused. "Then I won't stay in the master bedroom. I'll sleep in the guest room. But if Mrs. Dominguez asks, how should I explain that?"
Cosmo said, "You're smart, aren't you? Can't you come up with a reason?"
Even though his tone clearly showed irritation, Eloise noticed something important.
"So, you think I'm smart?" she replied.
Cosmo grew even more annoyed. Of all things, that's what she chose to focus on.
Moments later, Eloise stepped out of the room, picked up her suitcase from the hallway, and went to the guest bedroom.
It wasn't a big room, but it had everything she needed. She opened the window to let some fresh air in and cleaned up a little.
It looked like this would be her new home in the Dominguez household from now on.
Not long after, one of the household staff came to invite them to dinner.
Normally, Cosmo ate alone in his small house, but today was different.
It was Eloise's first day with the family. Even though there hadn't been a real wedding, it was tradition for her to join them for dinner-to formally introduce her to the family and allow her to get to know them.
Since Cosmo didn't want to go with her, she went alone.
When she entered the main hall, no one was surprised to see her by herself. But the looks they gave her were a mix of pity and judgment.
The family was large. Cosmo's father had three brothers and two sisters.
Cosmo was the eldest child and the oldest grandchild, which was why their grandfather had adored him since he was little.
On top of that, he'd shown impressive business skills even at a young age, so it was no surprise he was chosen to be the heir of the family.
Wilfred Dominguez, the family patriarch, was in his seventies. He wore a formal black suit and had a strict aura, though there was also a hint of warmth in him. He waved at Eloise to come closer and examined her carefully.
She had been personally chosen by Cosmo's mother-a woman known for being very particular and having high standards.
So it was surprising that she had picked someone like Eloise, who had been adopted by the Lopez family.
Still, Eloise had lived with the Lopezes for over twenty years, and she carried herself with grace, politeness, and quiet charm.
She let Wilfred study her without flinching and greeted him politely, "Good evening, Grandpa."
Since she was now married to Cosmo, it was only proper for her to start calling him "Grandpa", to avoid giving anyone an excuse to question her place.
Wilfred looked a bit surprised at first, but then smiled and nodded. "That's right. You should call me Grandpa from now on."
He had prepared a gift to welcome Eloise into the family. He immediately asked the housekeeper to bring it to her.
In their tradition, receiving a gift from an elder was a sign of welcome and respect. Refusing it would not only be seen as prideful, but also deeply disrespectful.
Eloise accepted the gift and said, "Thank you, Grandpa."
Wilfred appreciated how straightforward she was-no pretense, no false humility. He smiled in approval and asked,
"How was your first meeting with your husband earlier?"
It sounded like a casual question, but there was a hidden trap. If Eloise hinted that she didn't like Cosmo, she'd likely face a tough time in this household.
Before she could respond, a voice cut in:
"It's just an arranged marriage anyway. I'm sure my brother isn't happy about it. He probably yelled at her earlier. Look-he didn't even come to dinner."
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9.6
Brenda Vincent thought her biggest nightmare was catching her boyfriend cheating with her roommate on her own sofa.
But her life truly derailed after a drunken night led her into the bed of Bryon Reeves, the ruthless billionaire CEO and older brother of the student she tutored.
Trying to pay off the most dangerous man in New York with a crumpled twenty-dollar bill was her first mistake.
Fleeing the hotel, she accidentally rear-ended his custom Maybach. Bryon used the massive repair bill to blackmail her into being his fake date, parading her at a gala just to make his sister-in-law jealous.
When Brenda finally snapped and fled the humiliation, only to be rescued by his biggest corporate rival, Bryon's twisted possessiveness turned completely destructive.
"If you feel kidnapped, call the police. But your teaching license will be permanently revoked."
He didn't just threaten her. He systematically dismantled her life, using his influence to force the university to freeze her tenure and suspend her without pay.
Brenda couldn't understand why this terrifying man was going to such extreme lengths to ruin a simple tutor who just wanted to be left alone.
Now, stripped of her career, her income, and her independence, she was forced into the sprawling Reeves Manor.
Hearing the heavy mahogany door lock from the outside in her signal-jammed bedroom, Brenda's panic slowly morphed into a cold, clinical rage.
She was trapped, but she refused to be his helpless pawn.
9.4
Six years ago, Breanna was shoved into a pitch-black hotel suite by her own uncle.
She was forced to endure a brutal night with a drugged stranger just to keep her grandmother's ventilator running.
Nine months later, she gave birth in a cold underground clinic.
But her uncle immediately snatched the crying newborn from her trembling hands, coldly announcing the baby had died.
For six years, Breanna lived in agonizing grief, working as a lowly hotel cleaner just to survive.
But a cruel setup threw her directly into the path of Elliot Finch, the arrogant billionaire from that dark night.
He did not recognize the woman whose life he had completely ruined.
Instead, he looked at her like she was rotting garbage, had his guards drag her into a wet alley, and mercilessly got her fired.
"If I ever see your face again, I will make sure you cannot get a job cleaning toilets."
Breanna was suffocating from the injustice, stripped of her dignity and her family's only lifeline.
Yet, when she instinctively protected a traumatized little boy from bullies, she discovered he was Elliot's son.
The boy clung to her neck, crying and desperately begging his father to let her stay.
But Elliot just threw a massive check at her chest, violently accusing her of brainwashing a sick child for a meal ticket.
Looking at the toxic disgust in his eyes, something inside Breanna finally broke.
She picked up the check, ripped the millions into tiny shreds, and let them rain down on his expensive shoes.
"Keep your dirty money."
She turned her back on the crying boy and the stunned billionaire, deciding she would no longer be their victim.
8.2
My wedding to Ethan Reed was just weeks away.
After seven years, I was certain of our perfect future.
Then, Ethan claimed "selective amnesia" from a head injury, forgetting only me.
I tried to make him remember, until I overheard his video call.
"Total genius move," he boasted to friends.
His amnesia was a fake "hall pass" to pursue influencer Chloe Vance before our wedding.
Heartbroken, I feigned belief.
I endured his open flirting with Chloe and their taunting selfies.
He mocked my distress, prioritizing Chloe's fake emergency.
After an accident he caused, he abandoned me, injured, choosing to send Chloe to the hospital first.
He even tried to cut me off financially.
How could my fiancé be this cruel, calculating monster?
His betrayal poisoned every memory.
I felt like a fool for trusting such boundless cruelty.
His audacity left me reeling.
But I wouldn’t be his victim.
Instead of breaking, a cold plan formed.
I would shed my identity, become Olivia Carter.
I would disappear, leaving him, my past, and his engagement ring behind forever, claiming my freedom.
8.0
Eloise Ferguson was the legitimate daughter of a powerful Senator, yet she was treated like a hysterical burden by her own family.
In her past life, her parents forced her to marry a sadistic billionaire for political funding.
When she resisted, they locked her in a psychiatric facility, drugged her, and left her to die in restraints while her "fragile" cousin Jaylene stole her life.
She never understood why her mother hated her so fiercely.
Why did her mother treat her brother Cortez and her cousin Jaylene like absolute royalty, while throwing her own flesh and blood to the wolves?
Opening her eyes again, Eloise found herself back at age twenty-two, trapped in a restroom at a charity gala.
Escaping her abuser, she used her awakened mystic abilities to look at her family's life forces.
What she saw made her blood run cold.
Thick, red biological cords connected her mother directly to both Cortez and Jaylene, intertwining in a perfect symbiotic bond.
They weren't cousins. They were illegitimate twins born from her mother's secret affair.
Eloise was the only true outsider in her own home.
The realization hit her like a physical blow. Her entire life of abuse was just a cover-up for a nest of parasites stealing her father's name and her inheritance.
But this time, she refused to be their victim.
Armed with an unchallengeable executive order she blackmailed out of the United States President, Eloise crushed the hidden microphone in her bedroom.
"Game on, Mother."
8.5
I was rushed to the emergency room with a bleeding head after a horrific car crash.
But while the doctor was stitching my forehead, I heard the nurses whispering.
"The CEO of the Finley Group is upstairs right now, playing nurse to that pregnant actress."
My heart stopped. I ripped out my IV and dragged my battered body to the VIP suite, only to watch my billionaire husband tenderly wipe away his mistress's tears.
I filed for divorce that night and left his penthouse with nothing but a basic suitcase.
Carter was furious. He tracked me down, completely ignoring my injuries, and mocked me relentlessly.
"You're nothing but a breeding tool. You won't survive a week without my money."
When I later collapsed from severe stomach cramps, he abandoned me on the floor because his mistress faked a panic attack over the phone. He even nearly ran me over in the freezing rain as he sped back to her side.
I had loved him in secret for ten agonizing years, pouring my bleeding heart into a novel about my unrequited love. I couldn't understand how a man could be so incredibly cold-blooded to his own wife.
But Carter didn't know I was the anonymous author of that global bestselling book.
So when he tried to use his massive wealth to buy the film rights and give his mistress the lead role, I walked straight into his boardroom, slammed my contractual veto on the table, and finally fought back.
7.5
When Alessia Romano's ex-husband destroys her family's company to drag her back to him, she refuses to beg. But refusing comes at a cost she never expected.
Billionaire Adrian Virelli pays off every debt and saves Romano Industries from ruin. The price is simple. Three years of her life, living under his roof as his daughter's nanny.
Adrian is cold, controlled, and completely off limits. Alessia tells herself she feels nothing.
But when she discovers a hidden room filled with portraits of a woman wearing her face, the truth hits harder than any betrayal she has ever known
She was never the woman he wanted. She was only a replacement.
She walks away. Then his ex-wife returns, and the danger that follows is nothing like Alessia expected. Someone wants her dead, Adrian nearly dies saving her life, and when he finally opens his eyes again, he remembers nothing.
His ex-wife is standing at his bedside, ready to rewrite every memory he has left.
And Alessia is running out of time to make the man she loves remember that he loved her too.