The Oracle's Revenge: My Purchased Marriage
I’m the girl from the trailer park who married the coldest billionaire on Wall Street. To the world, I’m a lucky gold-digger. To Gustavus English, I’m just a $2 million "service fee" and a human shield to keep his board of directors from tearing him apart.
The morning after he treated our intimacy like a cold business transaction, he threw a check at my face and called me a mistake. He didn't know that behind my "frightened doe" act, I was a finance genius at Columbia secretly shorting his company’s stock to destroy him from the inside.
The humiliation was relentless. He forced me into expensive suits that made me look like a pathetic doll and paraded me in front of paparazzi to boost his stock price. Then his brother, Caspian, arrived—the man who laughed while bulldozing the orphanage of my childhood. Caspian recognized me, whispering threats of exposure while his eyes stripped me bare.
"Don't method act with me, hillbilly. You aren't my wife," Gustavus hissed, pinning me against a marble wall.
I felt the burning injustice of being a bought asset, trapped between a husband who despised me and a brother-in-law who wanted to break me. I was a victim playing a dangerous game, waiting for the right moment to strike.
But at a high-stakes family dinner, the power struggle turned lethal. To stop his family from seizing his billions, Gustavus dropped a bomb that shattered my plans.
"We are already working on an heir," he announced, activating a legal clause that froze the entire family trust.
He dragged me into the shadows, his voice a dark command.
"Now you have no choice. You get pregnant, or we lose everything. Don't make me regret this."
He wanted a legacy to save his empire, but I was about to give him the most expensive mistake of his life.
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Chapter 6
The car slowed as it approached the estate.
"Stop," Gustavus ordered the driver.
He pointed out the window. "See that glint in the bushes?"
Heda squinted. A lens reflected the dying sunlight.
"Paparazzi," Gustavus said. "The stock is wobbly. Rumors say I'm dying or we're divorcing. We need a show."
He unbuckled his seatbelt. He turned his body, looming over her.
Heda pressed her back against the door. "Here?"
"Don't move," he commanded. "Smile. Like you love me."
He leaned in. He didn't kiss her lips. He pressed his cheek against hers, his nose brushing her ear. From the outside, through the tinted glass, it would look like a passionate embrace.
Flashes erupted from the bushes like lightning.
"Remember," Gustavus whispered, his voice ice cold against her skin, "that smile is worth ten million dollars. Screw this up, and I send you back to the trailer park."
Heda felt humiliation burn in her chest. She raised her hand, wrapping it around his neck. Her nails dug into the expensive fabric of his suit jacket.
"I'm a great actress, darling," she whispered back.
Gustavus pulled away. He straightened his tie. The intimacy evaporated instantly.
"Let's go."
They stepped out of the car. Heda took his arm. His bicep was hard as rock under her hand.
They walked to the door, the picture of marital bliss.
The door opened. Caspian stood there, holding a glass of red wine.
"Bravo," Caspian clapped slowly. "I'm moved to tears. Truly."
"Jealous, brother?" Gustavus asked, his voice smooth.
Caspian stepped forward. He looked Heda up and down, his eyes stripping her bare.
"You look ravishing tonight, sister-in-law. That dress... it looks very tearable."
Heda felt a shiver of revulsion.
Gustavus stepped in front of her. He placed a hand on the small of her back-possessive, heavy.
"Put your teeth away, Caspian. She's mine."
Caspian shrugged, stepping aside. "Mother is waiting."
They walked into the living room. Heda realized with a sinking feeling that Gustavus wasn't protecting her. He was protecting his property. But right now, she had to hide behind the monster she knew to escape the monster she feared.
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8.4
One secret. One scandal. One love that refused to stay hidden.
Lina's rise was unstoppable-until the wrong love was exposed. In a world ruled by power, envy, and silent rules, her heart becomes her greatest weakness and her greatest weapon.
Betrayal strikes from those she trusted most. Rumors spread faster than truth. And every choice Lina makes threatens to cost her everything-her career, her reputation, and the man she loves.
When the lines between survival and desire blur, Lina must decide: bury her heart to save her future... or risk total destruction for a love too loud to hide.
A Love Too Loud to Hide is a gripping tale of forbidden passion, ruthless betrayal, and a woman pushed to the edge by love.
8.0
I threw a latte on the most dangerous man in New York and lived to tell about it.
Dante Vitiello. The Capo dei Capi. A man rumored to cut out tongues for interrupting his dinner.
Instead of a bullet to the brain, he handed me a black card and a terrifying ultimatum.
"I need a fiancée," he told me, his eyes dead cold.
To save my failing journalism career and my life, I signed a contract with the devil.
I had to wear his massive diamond ring, smile for the cameras, and pretend to be the love of his life to stop a political mafia marriage.
The rules were clear: Absolute obedience. Total exclusivity. And absolutely no feelings.
But the performance started to feel dangerous.
When a rival Don insulted me at a gala, Dante didn't just play the part—he threatened to butcher him in front of three hundred people.
When I saw the jagged scars on his chest in the dead of night, I didn't see a monster; I saw a lonely protector.
My investigation was supposed to expose him, but I was the one getting stripped bare.
Then his cousin Rocco stormed in, calling me a disposable whore and a temporary pawn.
I stood my ground, defending not just myself, but Dante too.
Dante looked at me then, not as an asset, but as a woman he wanted to devour.
He stepped closer, his voice a low rumble that vibrated through my bones.
"I think we are going to have a problem with the clause about 'no feelings'."
8.6
It was my birthday, but instead of celebrating, I was bleeding on the floor of my own bedroom. My sister Serena had just smashed a champagne bottle over my legs, her eyes filled with a dark madness because our father allowed me to wear the family diamonds.
To escape her, I bolted into a pitch-black guest suite, only to be grabbed by a man who felt like a wall of solid muscle. He was drugged, unstable, and pinned me against the wall, his teeth sinking into my neck in a primal claim that left a permanent mark.
I managed to flee, but the nightmare was just beginning. My father didn't care about my injuries; he only cared that I had "insulted" the man in that room—Delos French, the most powerful CEO in New York. He threatened to stop paying for my mother’s critical care facility unless I went to Delos and begged for his forgiveness.
My brother Julian was even worse, intentionally pouring scalding coffee over my bandaged wounds just to see me flinch. They forced me into a revealing gold dress, treating me like a high-priced commodity to be sold to the highest bidder to save their failing company.
I didn't understand how the people who were supposed to love me could be more predatory than the monster in the dark. I had spent my life fixing their scandals, yet they were ready to throw me to the wolves the moment I became useful as a pawn.
But when I stood before Delos French at his gala, he didn't see a trophy. He recognized my scent, my touch, and the fire in my eyes. He trapped me in his private lounge, kneeling to clean the blood from my injured feet.
"Marry me," he whispered, his voice a low, terrifying growl. "And I will give you the power to burn your family to the ground."
I looked into the eyes of the man who had hunted me and realized he was the only one offering me a weapon to destroy the people who had broken me.
"Okay," I whispered.
8.8
Trilogía Carluccio:
Libro 1. Una madre para mi hijo.
Libro 2. El padre de mis hijos.
Libro 3. El hijo de la reina de la mafia.
Alexandre Carluccio regresa a Italia después de veinte años, con el único objetivo de vengar a todos aquellos que intentaron asesinar a su abuelo, sin imaginar que en medio de esta guerra que se ha desatado por obtener el poder, encontrará algo más que venganza.
Yelizaveta Belucci, es en apariencia una chica frágil que necesita ser protegida por todos aquellos que se cruzan con ella, nadie imagina que debajo de esos ojos verdes se esconde una mujer peligrosa y tan despiadada como su padre, uno de los más grandes capos de Italia.
Un amor tierno y pasional que pondrá en peligro la vida de ambos, pero que los llevará a conocer el amor verdadero.
8.8
For seven years, I was the architect of my fiancé's criminal empire and the strategist behind his every move. I was Dante Gallo’s unofficial Consigliere, his partner in everything but name. Tomorrow, I was finally supposed to marry him and take my place as the queen to his throne.
But on the eve of our wedding, a single text message sent by mistake detonated my life. It was a photo from Dante, showing a platinum wedding band on his hand. The message read: “Married this morning. She’s safe now.”
My gaze fell to the engagement ring on my own finger. It was the identical band, just smaller. The engraved initials ‘D.I.’ didn’t stand for Dante and I. They stood for Dante and Isabella—his childhood sweetheart. My entire relationship was a lie; I was just a shield to protect his one true love.
He dismissed my discovery as a "tantrum." Then, his new bride began taunting me, sending a picture of them tangled in bedsheets with the caption: "Loser." They expected me to break. They thought I would shatter.
They were about to find out just how wrong they were. I forwarded the picture to Isabella’s fiancé, a man far more dangerous than Dante. "Your fiancée is in Suite 8808 at the Grand Hyatt," I told him. "I'll meet you downstairs. We're going to crash their party."
7.1
Aurora Andrews has never known a life free from pain. Orphaned and left in the care of her cruel uncle and aunt, she endured years of abuse that taught her the safest place was in the shadows.
But even in college, her silence couldn't shield her from the cruelty of her peers. Just as she reaches her breaking point, fate intervenes in the form of Alexander Mark, the powerful and enigmatic CEO of the Vanguard Group company.
Alexander saves her from a nightmare, but one impulsive, accidental night binds their fates together. When the morning light comes, he leaves her with a heartless dismissal, assuming she is just another gold digger looking for a payout. But Aurora carries a secret more precious than anything.
Forced to drop out of school to protect her unborn baby, Aurora fights to survive in a world that wants to break her. But the shadows of her past are closing in; what will happen when her abusive aunt and uncle discover she is pregnant?
And what will become of her when Alexander Mark walks back into her life, unaware of the child growing in her womb?
He left her thinking she was a whore. But the truth is far more dangerous. When their paths inevitably cross again, will he accept the child as his own? Or will he destroy the only chance Aurora has at a happy ending?
"I'm not a whore, I promise you, Sir.
I just wanted to save you... and nothing else."