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 5
Zedrix was angry at his mother-for being shameless. She had a relationship with a married man, got pregnant, and gave birth to him, branding him with the shame of being born out of wedlock.
He was angry at his father too-for pretending to be a model husband while secretly having another family on the side. The man couldn't even give his children a stable, whole home.
He resented Georgina Montes for being cruel. Even though she knew her husband had cheated, she chose to cling to her title as the legal wife and took it out on every woman he had an affair with-including Zedrix's mother.
To be honest, Zedrix was angry at everyone around him-including himself. He had long dreamed of taking down the Montes family.
Back when Eloise was still his fiancée, she tried to fix the way he thought. But in the end, she realized he was just pretending to listen. He used her as a stepping stone for his own ambition.
The trauma and emotional wounds he had carried since childhood didn't just go away-especially when the one raising you is someone you don't even love.
She didn't know how Elaine and Zedrix met, but one thing was clear-Elaine only saw Zedrix's success. She never considered what it cost him to get there.
She thought her life would be perfect once she married Zedrix. But she had no idea he was someone with a dark mind, full of doubt and capable of cruelty.
Thinking about this, Eloise hit the 'like' button on Elaine's post, then went back to reading the book she still hadn't finished. Eventually, she got tired and decided to sleep.
But the sofa wasn't comfortable at all. Even with her eyes closed, she couldn't fall asleep.
In the middle of the night, she heard a faint, restless noise. She got up and saw Cosmo tossing and turning. He looked pale, sweating, clearly in distress.
Startled, Eloise quickly approached him. "Cosmo, what's happening? Wake up! You're having a nightmare!"
But he didn't respond. It was like he was trapped in his own dream. The same man who often treated her coldly now looked weak and pitiful.
She tried to calm him with a soft voice. "Don't be scared... it's just a dream. You're safe."
She kept repeating it until Cosmo slowly began to calm down, his hand gripping hers tightly.
This was clearly the effect of extreme stress from the accident. No matter how strong a person is, everyone has their limits.
When she saw that he looked a bit better, she tried to pull her hand away and return to the sofa. But Cosmo still held on tightly. When she gently tried to push his hand off, he suddenly woke up.
"What are you doing?" he asked harshly when he saw her leaning close.
He frowned. What was this woman up to while he was asleep?
Eloise looked at him and shook her head with a soft chuckle. "Hey, don't start thinking weird things, okay?"
Cosmo gave her a cold smirk. "In the morning you say you're not interested in me. But at night, you sneak into my bed? Don't you have any shame?"
Eloise laughed in disbelief. "What are you talking about? Can you please let go of my hand?"
Only then did Cosmo notice he was still holding her hand. He quickly let go, looking disgusted. "Caught you in the act and now you're making excuses?"
Eloise massaged her wrist and gave him a teasing smile. "You're saying I crawled into your bed, but weren't you the one having a nightmare? You couldn't even handle it, and you're still grumpy?"
Cosmo was stunned.
Lately, the same nightmare had haunted him every night, and it all kept coming back to him in his sleep.
As expected, his expression darkened. "Who told you I couldn't handle it?"
He had only injured his leg, which meant he couldn't walk and needed a wheelchair permanently. But it wasn't like he had lost all ability-so no, he wasn't useless.
Eloise froze, eyes wide as she stared at him, confused.
Cosmo noticed the surprised look on her face-like she couldn't believe what he said-and it irritated him even more.
Eloise touched her nose and avoided eye contact. "Nothing... I'm just sleepy. My brain's foggy. I didn't mean what I said."
Suddenly, Cosmo grabbed her wrist again. The force made Eloise lose her balance and fall onto him. His voice was low and cold when he said, "Don't act like just because of my condition, you can look down on me."
She quickly pushed herself off and stepped back. "I'm not looking down on you!" she said. "I only came to help because you were struggling."
Cosmo didn't believe her. He was too used to lies, so he didn't trust easily. "Really?" he asked sarcastically.
Eloise didn't know what else to say. Why had she even mentioned that he couldn't handle it?
She raised one hand and said sincerely, "I swear! If I'm lying, may I never have a good life!"
Maybe that was too dramatic. Cosmo suddenly let go of her, though his suspicious look didn't disappear.
"Get out," he said coldly.
Eloise quickly stood up. The cold-faced man in front of her now was the same Cosmo she saw every morning.
Before walking away, she paused for a moment and said, "Cosmo, being angry all the time is bad for you. Don't stay mad-it's not good for your health."
That only annoyed him even more. Eloise realized it was better to keep quiet, so she went back to the sofa, lay down, and pulled the blanket up to her neck.
From Cosmo's angle, he couldn't see her face. He let out a quiet, mocking smirk-this woman was hiding something.
Ever since his accident, countless rumors had spread about him. Some even claimed his entire future was ruined.
An heir of the Dominguez family who could no longer produce an heir of his own-because he was now paralyzed. Plenty of people would want to use that against him or pressure him into accepting another man's child.
He leaned back against the headboard, still wide awake. With just a slight turn of his head, he could see Eloise lying completely still, pretending to be asleep.
He knew Eloise was aware of his condition. She also knew he didn't have long left, and yet she still chose to marry him. What was she after?
The room was silent. But Eloise could feel that Cosmo was still awake, and she could sense his cold gaze on her back.
Eventually, though, her exhaustion won out and she fell asleep.
The next morning, she was woken by loud knocking at the door. When she opened it, the nurse and some of the household staff were there-they were Cosmo's caretakers.
They brought in a healthy breakfast, and the nurse helped Cosmo freshen up. Eloise stood on the side, just watching, since Tania wanted her to learn how to care for Cosmo eventually.
Cosmo looked neat and well-groomed, moving with elegance. If it weren't for the wheelchair, he didn't look any different from the sharp, dignified heir of a wealthy family.
Eloise silently regretted the situation, but she didn't let it show. After breakfast, she freshened up, put on a bit of makeup, and changed her clothes. She planned to go out for a while.
She walked over to Cosmo and said, "I'm heading out."
He turned to her and replied coldly, "What if I don't allow it?"
She frowned, clutching her bag. "Do you want me to stay and keep you company?"
Cosmo replied without emotion, "No."
Eloise was annoyed in her head. Then what's his deal? Why say stuff like that if he doesn't even want me around? she wondered silently.
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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.