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Rosalie marries Adrian to cover her boyfriend's medical fees and bail her brother out, while Adrian only weds her to spite his ex Rose. After a year of being treated as a disposable tool, Rosalie files for divorce when Rose joins Adrian's company as PR head. Adrian grows attracted to her grit during divorce talks, and begins a desperate quest to win her back.

Rosalie marries Adrian to cover her boyfriend's medical fees and bail her brother out, while Adrian only weds her to spite his ex Rose. After a year of being treated as a disposable tool, Rosalie files for divorce when Rose joins Adrian's company as PR head. Adrian grows attracted to her grit during divorce talks, and begins a desperate quest to win her back.

Three days before my wedding, Adrian canceled it for the fifty-second time. He came to the Palermo workshop to approve my gown’s crest embroidery, but the moment I stepped out from the fitting curtain, he snatched up his holster and radio. “Torino bastards smashed Bianca’s vineyard, surrounded the estate. Lia’s terrified, so I have to go. The wedding is off.” Once, I would have stopped him and demanded to know who mattered more to him, me or Bianca. This time, I simply let him go. Thirty minutes later, Bianca posted an Instagram Story: [You’re the only shelter for me and my daughter.] The photo showed Adrian holding Bianca close, with Lia in his arms, calling him Dad. They looked like a real family. My parents sighed. “Seraphina, is the wedding in Hawaii off again? We’ve already sent the invitations to every renowned Italian family. What will this do to the Bellini family’s honor?” I shook my head, tapping the backup invite. "The wedding goes on. In three days, I’ll still be a bride. Just not Adrian’s."

In New Chicago, Adrian, who came from a Mafia family, was ambushed by his arch-enemy—the Crawfordtis family. While investigative journalist Eve was conducting an undercover investigation into Adrian, she unexpectedly saved him after he was ambushed and seriously wounded; Adrian fell in love with Eve at first sight. Adrian knew full well that if this assassination attempt were exposed, the Crawfordtis family would undoubtedly resort to extreme measures against Eve; however, he did not know how to express his feelings, so he used the pretext of providing protection to forcibly "sequester" Eve at his lakeside estate, boldly declaring, "Over the next ten days, I will make you fall in love with me."

Stella was destroyed by the man she loved and his mistress. Her family, her name, her life were all gone. But fate rewinds the clock. Back at the husband-selection gala, she ditches her ex and shocks everyone by choosing Adrian, the ruthless mafia king no one dares to cross. Adrian gives her power, protection, and passion — until she discovers his secret: he wasn’t her weapon… he was her shield, all along.

Wealthy heiress Vivian Sterling publicly breaks her engagement after catching fiancé Bryce with her stepsister. Having secretly recovered from paralysis months ago, she stands from her wheelchair to reclaim her power. That night, she meets Adrian, a dangerous, motorcycle-riding mechanic who saves her from harassment. After a one-night stand, she proposes a contract marriage to escape Bryce's stalking. Vivian believes Adrian is merely a handsome working-class man, unaware he is the true heir to the Hale dynasty—and Bryce's most feared uncle. A decade earlier, Adrian was the one who pulled her from a fatal car crash and bore the scars; Bryce stole the credit and her ten years of devotion. As Vivian falls for Adrian, Bryce and his father Gerald launch a campaign of kidnapping, media manipulation, corporate traps, and assassination. When Adrian is rushed into the ER covered in blood, Vivian finally discovers the man she married for revenge is her real rescuer and only true love. What began as a contract marriage escalates into a high-stakes war for love, fortune, and survival.

Three months after my divorce, I agreed to take my stepdaughter to college. But on the train, she slipped her hand under my blanket.A three-day-and-two-night journey on the California Zephyr, from Chicago to San Francisco.Derek’s plan: Finish this trip, then walk away from them forever.Scarlett’s plan: Use these three days to win him back.Chloe’s plan: She’s waited six long years, until she finally turned eighteen.But plans are always meant to be disrupted.Caught between his ex-wife and his stepdaughter, what choice will Derek make?

Adrian, the trillion-dollar CEO of Sterling Group, enters a marriage of convenience and weds Elowen, a nobleborn heiress. Right after their wedding, he gains a peculiar ability: he can hear every single inner thought of his new wife. Outwardly, she is a gentle, poised and well-mannered socialite. Yet inside her head lies a completely different person — she is actually Elara, Elowen's twin sister. When her elder sister was severely injured in a car crash, Elara was brought back from a welfare institute by their family to take her sister's place in this marriage. To her, this union is nothing but a business deal. All she wants is to hold out until the contract expires, collect the money and run away. Amused and baffled by her wild, unfiltered inner monologues, Adrian catches glimpses of her true self through these unguarded thoughts: a spirited, loyal girl haunted by deep-seated inferiority. Little by little, he falls for her. Though he has long seen through the fake-marriage scheme, he chooses to protect her in secret. He discreetly fends off dangers for her, buys the fireworks studio she has always longed for, and devotes abundant resources to help her chase her dream. While Elowen keeps acting as the perfect heiress, she struggles and grows emotionally entangled within the web of lies. Before she knows it, genuine love blooms in her heart. Still, she lives in constant fear that everything will crumble once her true identity comes to light. As Adrian's childhood-friend rival stirs up trouble, misunderstandings arise from the elder sister's ex-boyfriend, and the twin-sister truth draws near, this marriage built on secrets faces a severe test. When the lie finally comes out, their cross-class romance must stand against family schemes and past traumas. From a contractual forced-replacement marriage to mutual devotion, this is a spicy, funny sweet-romance billionaire drama featuring a domineering CEO and a bold girl from humble origins.

I gave Adrian Vale eight years of my life. Eight years of waiting,forgiving,and pretending it did not hurt every time he chose his pride,his career,or his childhood friend over me.He always said he loved me.He always said marriage was only a matter of time.But somehow,that time never came. At my best friend’s wedding,when the bouquet finally landed in my arms,I gave him one last chance.One sentence was all I needed. Instead,Adrian took the bouquet from me and handed it to another woman. He thought I would cool down,come back,and wait for him like I always had. But he forgot one thing. I was Elena Moretti,and when a Moretti woman stops waiting,she does not look back.

A week before Easter, Adrian gave me seven days off and had a ticket to Stockholm slipped into my bag. I thought he was finally learning how to care. Then I heard him talking to our son on the staircase. “Dad, are you really going to marry Aunt Bianca? What about Mom?” Noah was holding his model car, trying to sound brave. Adrian was quiet for a moment. “It’s only a legal marriage. Matteo is gone. Bianca and Sophia are exposed, and I can’t leave them that way. They need the DeLuca name for protection.” “Does Mom know?” “She can’t know.” His voice softened. “Keep this from her, Noah. On your birthday, I’ll buy you that Aston Martin model you want.” So the ticket was never a gift. It was a way to move me out of the picture. If he could put his family name on another woman, even for show, then I could take back the pride and ambition I had buried in this marriage. This time, when I left for the north, I would not come back.