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 6
Eloise and Sasha were at a coffee shop. By the time they arrived, Sasha had already ordered her favorite coffee and cake.
Even though they had talked about Cosmo over the phone the night before, it was clear that Sasha was still full of curiosity about him.
Eloise and Cosmo hadn't announced their marriage to the public. Only the Lopez and Dominguez families knew about it, and Sasha was the only friend Eloise had told.
Sasha didn't agree with Eloise's decision to marry Cosmo-especially since she believed he was now completely useless.
"They're the ones who raised you, and yet they turned out that harsh? If they really want you to repay their kindness, why not let you marry a man who's actually in a decent state?" Sasha said angrily.
But Eloise remained calm, shaped by everything she had gone through in life. "If love isn't part of it, it doesn't matter who I marry. It's all the same. I'm just doing what they asked of me."
Sasha was partly amused but mostly frustrated. "You're just trying to convince yourself! You know it hurts deep down, especially since this is your first marriage! Do you even realize how hard it is to break ties with a family like the Dominguez family? Even if you divorce him, people will still call you 'Cosmo Dominguez's ex-wife.'"
Eloise hadn't told Sasha about the agreement she and Cosmo had made, so she had no clue what was really going on.
"Don't worry. What's done is done. I'll just go with the flow," Eloise said calmly, trying to ease her friend's temper. Then she changed the topic. "What about you and Theo? Anything new?"
Sasha's expression immediately changed. She had been chasing after Theo for a long time-gifts, surprises, all sorts of efforts-but he always turned her down. Still, she never gave up. She was determined to win him over.
Theo was a hardworking, smart man from a poor family. But no matter how much Sasha tried, he never gave her any attention.
"Still the same. He ignores me. I think I even annoy him whenever he sees me," Sasha said sadly.
Eloise shook her head. "That means he's just not into you. Come on, Sasha. You're rich, beautiful, and popular. You don't need to run after a man."
Sasha looked down and stirred her coffee with a spoon. "Eloi, do you think I'm being stupid for feeling this way? I don't know. I really do like him."
Eloise looked at her. "What exactly do you like about him?"
"He's hardworking, responsible, and he's not like those other guys who only come near me because I have money," Sasha answered.
Eloise smiled. "There are a lot of men like that out there. Why is it only him that you're drawn to? Are you sure it's love and not just admiration?"
Sasha paused. "What do you mean?"
"Maybe what you're feeling isn't really love-just admiration. Maybe you just appreciate who he is, and it's making you think you like him," Eloise explained.
Sasha fell silent for a moment, then sighed. "I don't know. But I really do like him."
Eloise didn't say anything more. Deep inside, she just knew Theo wasn't the right person for Sasha to end up with. So she reminded her again, "Sasha, you're still young, beautiful, and rich. There are plenty of guys out there who would really fight to win you over. Don't pour all of yourself into just one guy. Enjoy your life first."
Sasha looked at her friend in surprise. "Eloi, since when did you start thinking that way?"
Eloise calmly replied, "Life is short. Make the most of it. Don't let yourself end up full of regrets someday."
Sasha's mouth fell slightly open, as if she was deeply thinking.
After about an hour at the coffee shop, the two of them headed to the boutique to pick up a dress Sasha had ordered two months ago.
The clerk already knew Sasha was coming, so the dress had been prepared ahead of time. But unexpectedly, it had suddenly gone missing. After looking around the shop, they discovered that Lilian Viernes was already wearing it.
Lilian was Sasha's stepsister. They weren't blood-related. She became part of the Viernes family after her mother married Sasha's father, and she changed her last name to Viernes.
Since the beginning, Sasha had always been annoyed with Lilian. They often argued, but Sasha always ended up losing their verbal spats. Because of this, her father would scold her and say she was being disrespectful and not getting along with the family.
So when Sasha saw Lilian wearing her dress, she didn't hesitate. She walked straight up to her and gave her a hard slap.
Lilian stumbled back, holding her cheek, tears in her eyes, and asked in confusion, "Sasha, I didn't do anything wrong to you. Why did you slap me?"
Even though Lilian wasn't as strikingly pretty as Sasha, she had a gentle, simple beauty-innocent and demure. And more than anything, she had a gift for looking pitiful, like she could break into tears at any moment.
Sasha knew exactly what she was doing-that's why she didn't feel the slightest bit of sympathy. "You're wearing my dress. Take it off. Now," she said sharply.
A red handprint was visible on Lilian's cheek, and her eyes shimmered with tears. She looked scared and confused. "Sasha, you're saying this dress is yours? I didn't know! And even if it is, couldn't you have just asked me nicely? If you told me, I would've given it back."
Sasha scoffed. "You didn't know it was mine? Come on. Of course you did-that's exactly why you're wearing it, right? But look at yourself. Do you really think that suits you?"
Lilian always preferred soft, plain colors that matched her innocent image. Sasha, on the other hand, carried herself with a natural charm and confidence-whatever she wore, she made it shine.
Since Lilian joined the Viernes family, she secretly tried copying Sasha's style. But when she got caught, Sasha never let her forget it. Eventually, Lilian learned to embrace her own taste.
Sasha tilted her chin up arrogantly. "That dress is custom-made. Only one was made. The clerk wouldn't just hand it over to anyone-unless you were the one who asked for it yourself."
Lilian's expression changed. She looked flustered under Sasha's accusations. "Sasha, please don't accuse me like that. I didn't mean to-"
"Enough with the innocent act!" Sasha snapped. "It's getting old. Take that dress off and leave!"
Eloise didn't have time to stop what happened next-it was too late.
A hand suddenly grabbed Sasha's arm and pulled her back. She stumbled a few steps, but thankfully, Eloise caught her before she fell.
The man who intervened was Aries Villamor. His face was stern as he said, "Sasha, there's no need to blame Lilian. I was the one who told her to try on the dress."
Lilian lightly held on to the hem of Aries' shirt, looking small and fragile. "Aries, don't be mad at her. It's my fault too. I didn't get the chance to explain properly, so Ate misunderstood."
Aries noticed the red mark on Lilian's cheek, and his expression shifted to anger.
"She slapped you, didn't she?"
Lilian quickly covered her face, but Aries gently took her hand and moved it to see her cheek. She panicked, almost in tears. "No... it wasn't... she didn't do this..."
But instead of helping, her denial only made things worse. Everyone around could see who the real culprit was. With the tension in the room and the way things unfolded, it was obvious Sasha was the only one who had any reason to lash out.
Aries turned to Sasha, and in his eyes wasn't just anger-but deep resentment.
His voice was firm and cold when he said, "Sasha, apologize."
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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.