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Billionaire's Contracted & Unloved Wife

"Shying away from your wifely duties, little wife?" He questioned in a husky voice, lowering his face to hers. Ariel quickly turned her head away, "No, Mr. Chaz, you're misunderstanding me again," She voiced quietly. Aiden scoffed, not believing her. He looked down at his chest and found her slim hand still placed against it. "You're quite corny, Ariel. Saying you don't want me, yet you're hands are all over me," Aiden whispered in her ear. *** After overhearing her father and stepmother planning how they were going to marry her off in place of her Stepsister to the unsuccessful son of their debtor. That night, Ariel plans her run away, but that same night, Ariel mysteriously gets kidnapped. Waking up to discover she'd been kidnapped by the same people she was trying to run away from made her life seem like it had hit rock bottom. Now, she was going to be forced into a marriage with a man she didn't know and didn't love. But, would everything remain the same for her when she discovers that her new husband was the richest Billionaire in the country? Chaz Aiden was a successful billionaire with billions of businesses all over the world and zero interest in women, especially after his mother had divorced his father for a richer man. When his grandmother asked him to do him a favor by marrying the Hudson family's daughter, he knew it was for the sake of greed. He swore to make his new wife's life a living hell, making sure he reminded her that she would always be an object he purchased, contracted and never to be loved.
Rosegold_n · 1m Views

By Day His Assistant, By Night His Escort

Sienna Vale POV My boss is an ass wipe. There’s no nicer way to say it. Adrian Kade is the most arrogant, cold-blooded, control-obsessed man I’ve ever met. He’s rich, powerful, and devastatingly composed—the kind of man who never raises his voice because people bend before he has to. I’ve watched him make executives cry, ruin careers before lunch, and still look like he’s carved from marble while doing it. He doesn’t like me much, either. Which is fine, because the feeling is mutual. But I need the job. I need the paycheck. And I need the health insurance, because my brother’s attorney charges by the minute and we’re running out of time. So I get up every morning, make his coffee, run his empire, and tell myself it’s temporary. Then one night, I took a second job—one that pays cash for silence and doesn’t ask questions. Through an elite escort agency, I sell time, not affection. No names. No attachments. No repeats. Until I walked into a penthouse suite and found my boss waiting for me. He didn’t fire me. He didn’t even flinch. He booked me again. Now he owns my hours twice over—once on paper, once in private. He’s moved my desk, rewritten my contract, and somehow found a way to make my entire existence revolve around him. He’s buying my time, my obedience, my composure. But what he really wants is my surrender. And the worst part? I can’t decide if I want to slap him or kiss him. Because every time he looks at me, I see the man beneath the suit—the one who doesn’t know how to ask for what he wants unless he’s paying for it. By day, I’m his assistant. By night, I’m his escape. And somewhere between power and obsession, we both forgot where the line was. Now I just have to decide if I can survive him… or if I’m already his. ⸻ Excerpt: “You’re late,” he said. “You told me to wear a slip dress in January,” I shot back. “I had to thaw out first.” His mouth curved. “Character building.” “Idiotic,” I corrected. “Next time, buy me a coat.” “You’ll still show up.” “Yeah,” I said. “But you’ll be paying extra for frostbite.”
ZenAngelCole · 577 Views

Rebirth: The New Bride Wants A Divorce

Anna thought her life ended the moment she saw her husband, Daniel Clafford, in the arms of her sister. She had already lost her unborn child something Daniel never even noticed and now, with her last shred of hope shattered, she decided to leave quietly. But fate was cruel. Before she could walk away, she was pushed off the balcony of the Clafford estate. Only… she didn’t die. When she opened her eyes again, she was back on the day of her wedding, her sister having run away and Anna forced to take her place as the replacement bride. This time, Anna swore things would be different. No love. No expectations. No more foolish devotion to a husband who only brought her heartbreak and cold indifference. Yet something is wrong. The Daniel of this life isn’t the same man she remembers. He refuses to ignore her, refuses to let her go, and most shockingly—refuses to divorce her. “I’m telling you, Anna. Stop bringing divorce into our conversations,” Daniel warned, his voice taut. His heart ached, but seeing her unyielding expression made his resolve crumble. With trembling hands, he cupped her face and whispered: “Please… give me a chance. I promise I’ll love you right this time.” But Anna only laughed bitterly. To her, Daniel Clafford was still the same man—wicked, calculating, dangerous. He married her with a motive. And now he dared beg her to stay? Dream on, Daniel Clafford. Because this time… Anna was determined to make him taste his own medicine.
akshaya_vanne · 410.4k Views

Transmigrated Into a Cannon Fodder Phoenix, Stuck With the Ice Dragon

Seraphina Vale grew up unwanted. An orphan passed from one home to another until she learned that happy endings were best found between pages, not in real life. By adulthood, she was a broke writer, living on instant noodles and failed manuscripts, clinging to dreams that never sold. Then her best friend mailed her a “souvenir” — a tiny glass bottle supposedly holding phoenix tears. She laughed, made a wish, and the next thing she knew… she woke up in another world. A world where dragons run corporations, fox spirits manage PR, and even gorgons hold seats in the boardroom. And her? She’s not even the heroine. Just a phoenix side character and worse, a defective one. As if being cannon fodder wasn’t bad enough, the System whispers her only way home: die. Easy to say, but impossible when phoenixes don’t stay dead. Every time she burns out, she rises again, trapped in the same cruel loop. Then there’s her boss… Lucian Drake, the Ice Dragon CEO with glacial eyes and a reputation as the perfect gentleman. In the original story, Lucian Drake was fated to betray her. His carefully planned affection was only a trap to draw out the real heroine. The system keeps warning her: 'don’t trust him, don’t fall for him.' But how can she not when he smiles like that, when his voice softens, when his smallest gestures feel too genuine to be scripted? So she lets herself believe, just a little… that maybe this story could change. Maybe this time, she could change her roles. But stories have rules. And when the truth surfaces, it cuts deep. She was never the one. Just a substitute. A pawn in his plan to lure the real heroine back. And yet, when everything falls apart, when the truth burns through their carefully built lies, Lucian is the one left chasing after the phoenix he broke. If Seraphina wants to escape, she’ll have to survive office politics, respawn cycles, and a love that was never meant to be hers. Because even if the coldest dragon learns to love her too late... it might already be her turn to fly away. [Transmigration] [Office Romance] [Fantasy Romance] [Enemies to Lovers] [Rebirth Loop] [Substitute Female Lead] [Cold CEO Dragon] [Phoenix FL] [Chasing Her Back] [Emotional Betrayal] [Second Male Lead Redemption] [Slow Burn] [Found Family] P/s : This story is written primarily in first-person (Seraphina’s POV) with occasional third-person scenes from Lucian’s perspective to show events outside her knowledge. Expect sarcasm, emotional chaos, and dragons with communication issues.
fyaya · 1.9k Views