The CEO’s Contract Bride

For five years, I loved Daniel Wilson with everything I had—only to watch him kiss his new secretary at our celebration dinner. That was the moment I finally woke up. Disillusioned with love, I agreed to a marriage of convenience. I thought I was marrying the notorious playboy, Ethan Williams. But when we signed the papers, the name on the marriage certificate was Benjamin Williams—the ruthless business king everyone calls the “King of Hell.” He showered me with priceless jewelry, wiped out my enemies, and shielded me from every storm. But he never once said he loved me. Until one night, he pinned me against the wall, his breath hot against my skin, and whispered, “Sophia, how much longer do you want me to wait?” Turns out, this marriage was never an accident. It was his plan from the very beginning.