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"She doesn't remember getting married. Why? Sophia went to Las Vegas only to drink her pain away. Little did she imagine, she would end up becoming someone's wife. But who’s the lucky guy? Who knows? Even she doesn't remember. She was f*ck*ng intoxicated! All she has is a marriage contract with an expiry date and a bank balance big enough to pop her eyes out. Contractual terms: 1. Do not marry anyone else unless I permit you. 2. Try not to wh*r* around. Your mother-in-law wouldn't be happy. 3. If I request a live-in relationship. You have to comply. 4. S*x is optional. 5. Contract Termination? Sorry Honey... In my family, couples don’t divorce. PS: I was kidding. Let's catch-up after three years to end this sh*t and get more money. If there are rules against having s*x while drunk, there should be rules against getting married while drunk too. Because THIS isn't fair!"

Mia thought the best way to get revenge against her terrible ex was to get sexual pleasure from someone else. Preferably, a stranger! So she stalked the sexiest man she could find at the party. Once he cornered her, She made him a deal. Mia had no idea that the man she made a deal with was a possessive Billionaire who could make or break her. He wanted more after their passionate night together and decided she was going to be Entangled with him for life.

Sam Anderson has been cautious over men after her boyfriend cheated on her, but things have changed when Phoenix comes into the picture. Phoenix Williams comes back to the town he swore not to revisit. He's a cocky, confident, and relentless businessman‚ the type of man Sam despised. Surprisingly, the same qualities draw Phoenix closer to her. He also treats her like a princess. But like most relationships, there are always ups and downs, their relationships tested by their pasts‚ the past that brings them closer, and the same past can change their lives forever.

“I want to get a divorce, Mark,” I repeated myself in case he didn't hear me the first time—even though I knew he'd heard me clearly. He stared at me with a frown before answering coldly, "It's not up to you! I'm very busy, don't waste my time with such boring topics, or try to attract my attention!" The last thing I was going to do was argue or bicker with him. "I will have the lawyer send you the divorce agreement," was all I said, as calmly as I could muster. He didn't even say another word after that and just went through the door he'd been standing in front of, slamming it harshly behind him. My eyes lingered on the knob of the door a bit absentmindedly before I pulled the wedding ring off my finger and placed it on the table. I grabbed my suitcase, which I'd already had my things packed in and headed out of the house.

The youngest billionaire in town with looks of Adonis and everything at his feet desired just one thing more in life. His perfect match. He wished for a wife whose beauty would turn heads, a smile which would lighten up his world and figure which would curve perfectly under his fingers. A beauty who spoke with etiquette and made him proud. But he got her A mediocre girl with average looks, fierce personality and no curves. Outspoken and downright rude. She was everything he didn't want his wife to be like. But who could defy when their souls were bound by threads of fate. She was insecure And he fueled it further She considered herself inferior to him And he used every chance to make it a belief. She had a beautiful delicate golden heart And he made sure to taint it black and crush it under his Gucci shoes. She was his not so beautiful wife And he made sure that nothing left of her could be ever considered beautiful. "I will taint every d*mn fibre of your body my dear Elle...every bit of it till you beg me to divorce you" -Ashton "I will love every flaw of you my dear husband ...each and everyone till this heart beats for you" -Elle

"I'm telling you, Laura, you will give me what I want, you will beg me to take it!" Laura finally broke free from her toxic relationship and her selfish parents' bondage, she decided to give fun a chance but ended up having a one-night stand with a stranger, she fled the next morning and due to some incidents, she left Canada for America where she ended up working as a housekeeper for one of the richest billionaires in North America, Liam Miller. Things became interesting when she found out that she was pregnant from her one-night stand and it even got more interesting when she found out that her boss is her baby's father.

In the labyrinth of high-society vengeance, Luna Chase, the ostensible wife of elite businessman Eliot Hart, has played a dangerous game for three years: secretly keeping a "gentleman companion" to spite her unfaithful husband. Her plan seemed foolproof—until Eliot returns to New York with Isabelle Cole, his pregnant ex-lover, flaunting their "eternal love" to humiliate Luna. Just as she decides to cut ties with her discreet lover, Luna stumbles into a bombshell: the man who’s shared her bed, whispered secrets, and become her unexpected solace is none other than Xavier Voss—heir to the Voss Empire, the trillion-dollar dynasty that dominates Wall Street. Worse? He’s known her identity all along. For three years, he’s been hunting—not just her, but the power to unravel the very world that wronged him. Now, the game shifts. As Luna, draped in silk cheongsams, navigates charity galas and boardroom scheming to salvage her dignity, Xavier emerges like a storm. At a glittering fundraiser, he slams a bottle of 1982 Macallan on the table, eyes blazing: “Mrs. Hart—one bottle, and I’ll sink Eliot’s bid for the Hudson River Project. Or will you let him drown in his own lies?” When she retreats to her safe haven—the TV studio where she’s New York’s most beloved news anchor—he follows, a crisp checkbook in hand, smirk sharpening: “You think you can use a man like me and vanish? Darling, I’ve only just started collecting my debts.” And Eliot, ever the snake in tailored suits, wraps an arm around Isabelle’s swollen belly, his voice dripping with venom: “Luna Chase… you’re still as desperate as the day I married you. Pathetic.” But in this web of secrets, no one’s playing by the rules. Not the wife who thought she held the cards. Not the tycoon who swore he’d never fall. And certainly not the love that’s been simmering beneath the lies—hot enough to burn the entire city down.