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“Take off your dress, Meadow.” “Why?” “Because your ex is watching,” he said, leaning back into his seat. “And I want him to see what he lost.” ••••*••••*••••* Meadow Russell was supposed to get married to the love of her life in Vegas. Instead, she walked in on her twin sister riding her fiance. One drink at the bar turned to ten. One drunken mistake turned into reality. And one stranger’s offer turned into a contract that she signed with shaking hands and a diamond ring. Alaric Ashford is the devil in a tailored Tom Ford suit. Billionaire CEO, brutal, possessive. A man born into an empire of blood and steel. He also suffers from a neurological condition—he can’t feel. Not objects, not pain, not even human touch. Until Meadow touches him, and he feels everything. And now he owns her. On paper and in his bed. She wants him to ruin her. Take what no one else could have. He wants control, obedience… revenge. But what starts as a transaction slowly turns into something Meadow never saw coming. Obsession, secrets that were never meant to surface, and a pain from the past that threatens to break everything. Alaric doesn’t share what’s his. Not his company. Not his wife. And definitely not his vengeance.

Rose Lancaster found herself deep in trouble when a single night of waywardness spun her entire life in a direction that could cost her life. In an attempt to run away from her atrocities and the guilt eating her up for the crimes she’s committed, she runs into the bed of billionaire CEO, Jian Feng-Zhang, unknowingly making herself his captive. Now she has to pay up the debt she owes him or be forced to face the punishment for her crimes. To know more about my books, follow me on Instagram @sophia.bendel

On her birthday night, inside her family’s five-star restaurant, she realizes her marriage is already over. While she waits alone, her husband chooses another woman.. again. Humiliated, heartbroken, she makes a reckless decision… unaware that a powerful billionaire has been watching her from the shadows. He knows her pain. He knows her family's secrets. And he wants to free her from the man who never loved her. But nothing ever unfolds that simply—especially not when fate has already decided to complicate it. Resentment turns into obsession, and truth bleeds into revenge. Soon, the cost of freedom begins to rise beyond divorce… beyond love… beyond mercy. And when buried histories ignite, what begins as rescue threatens to become destruction — where old flames are rekindled in fire, blood, and ruin.

"Say you love me, Calantha," Favian demanded, those oceanic blue eyes piercing deep into hers. "Uhmm... No, thanks. The deal was to get married for a year. Smile before those fucking cameras and pretend to be absolutely in love with, after which you pay me my fucking money. So Mr Drake, cash or transfer?" Her indifference and cold response caught him off guard. A week ago, he could have sworn she was hopelessly in love with him. Or was it all a show? **** Calantha Donovan’s life takes a devastating turn when she’s fired from her dream job, leaving her drowning in debt and with no way to save her brother’s life. Desperate, she crosses paths with the mysterious and aloof billionaire, Favian Drake, who offers her a shocking proposition: A one-year contract marriage. No strings attached, no love—just a business arrangement to save her from her spiraling fate. But when the lines between duty and desire blur, Calantha finds out about Favian's haunting past. Will the price of their passion be more than either of them can bear?

Betrayed by my husband. Shattered by his mistress. Just when I thought my world had ended, a billionaire with secrets of his own offered me rescue… and maybe, a second chance at love.

I was randomly proposed to by an attractive billionaire who has never been known to be in any kind of relationship; he was every woman's dream man. He wasn’t just any incredibly handsome billionaire; he was New Yorks most eligible, and most fantasised-about billionaire bachelor. So when he asked me to marry him out of the blue, without even knowing my last name, I couldn’t say no. Any woman would have jump at the chance if she were in my place at that moment. But little did I know that my living hell was about to begin. Despite living in luxury, having access to money I had run out of ideas on how to spend, and being the wife of Aldwin Ellison, the insanely handsome billionaire whom influential women had clung to in the hope of being his, I still felt unloved and unhappy.. In his eyes, the only thing I was good for was satisfying his dark sexual desires; I was only meant to please him, not receive love. Determined to end my misery, I filed for a divorce unaware that the marriage contract I signed with Aldwin had a hidden clause: “The marriage comes to an end If, and only when, Aldwin Ellison says so.” I had signed away my rights to becoming his plaything.