Setting: modern city Book title:My Billonaire husband is impotent Tropes Applied: Contract marriage Genre:Billonaire Romance Presumed book length: 200k words Characterization: Sara (FL) Average height,slim beautiful round oval face with a red lips to match with.she is soft at heart. Sara is the female lead of the story she undergoes through many obstacles, 21 years old,the daughter of mr Henry. Davis(ML) he is tall with a muscular body to match, handsome with green eyes and broad shoulder and he is handsome. Davis is the male character a billionaire 29years old Rude and arrogant but soft at heart. Moris:28years average in height chubby Sara ex boyfriend, he is wicked, mean and arrogant. Elena:Sara step mother mean and wicked. Andrew:Davis younger brother also a billionaire he is tall and handsome soft spoken. Henry:sara father 50years old average in height. Exposition:Sara on a mission to safe her father and pay off his depth marry a stranger she knows nothing about the most powerful and richest man in the city. Heart broken and cheated on Sara still have to sacrifice her happiness in other to save her father She got Married to a man she knows absolutely nothing about a Biilonaire. Arrogant and proud will she fall in love with him,will she endure all the troubles she goes through in the marriage will she fall in love and find happiness. When they are many obstacles
My Boyfriend betrayed me, However, after getting drunk, I stay a night with his brother-in-law in a bar... In a dimly-lit hotel room... I was kissing a handsome stranger. Earlier tonight, my ex-boyfriend, announced his engagement-with another woman. I was so devastated that I got drunk at a bar. Under the influence of alcohol and the strange man's charm, I somehow ended up here. Now that moris was marrying a rich girl regardless of his four-year relationship with me,then I could also indulge myself a little, right? I forgot myself, murmuring, Moris! The man stopped abruptly.
The next second, the lights were flicked on. The bright light made me squint, but when my eyes finally adjusted to the light, I recognized who it was. Davis fabberson-the most sought-after lawyer across the country. He was very famous in law circles, and he was an elite with countless assets. But most importantly, he was the future brother-in-law of moris, who had just betrayed me I sobered up instantly. closed my eyes and took a deep breath. Leaning against the wall, Davis lit a cigarette. After taking a long drag, he looked me up and down and said playfully, "Very interesting, Miss Henry He flicked the ash off his cigarette and asked with a faint smile, "What were you thinking about just now when you kissed me? Did you try to make someone jealous?" Obviously, Davis also recognized me now. I couldn't pretend that I didn't know this man. After all, he was famous. just didn't recognize him earlier because of the alcohol. I knew that I couldn't afford to offend such a big shot, so I lowered my head and apologized meekly. "I'm sorry, Mr. Davis I drank too much." Fortunately, he didn't make things difficult for me.After finishing off his cigarette, he stood up straight and tossed a coat at me. "Put it on. I'll drive you back." I thanked him softly. Neither of us spoke all throughout the drive, I would occasionally steal glances at him. The man had an angular face and a perfectly chiseled jawline. Although I didn't know the brand of his shirt, I know it was very expensive. I guessed that there must've been tons of women lining up to hook up with this man. After a few minutes of silence, he stopped the car in front of their destination. He turned his head slightly and stared at my slender and straight legs for a few seconds before finally handing me his business card. I knew what this meant. But I was surprised that he was still interested in me after finding out who I was. Although he is charming, I hesitated. It was a bad idea to get entangled with a big shot like him, so I said, "Mr. Davis, we'd better not stay in contact." He shrugged indifferently. I was indeed beautiful, but he wouldn't force me if I was not interested. So he tucked his business card back in his pocket and said, "Being conservative suits you." I was a little embarrassed, but before I could respond, he got out of the car and opened the door for me like a gentleman. I almost wondered if it was all just a dream and that nothing had actually happened between us in that hotel room tonight. As soon as I got out, the car slowly drove away. A cool breeze blew over, sending shivers down my spine. Only then did I realize that I had forgotten to return the coat to him. When I was hesitating whether I should try to catch up to him or not, my phone rang. Glancing at the caller ID, it was my stepmother Elena calling. The latter's anxious voice sounded from the other end of the line, saying, "sara, come back home now! Something bad happened!" I tried to ask her about it, but Elena couldn't make it clear on the phone and just pleaded with me to go back home as soon as possible. As soon as I burst inside the house, I found Elena sitting on the sofa in a daze. Her eyes were red, as though she had been crying. I looked around and asked anxiously, "What happened, Elena? Where's Dad?"
Kaelyn devoted three years tending to her husband after a terrible accident. But once he was fully recovered, he cast her aside and brought his first love back from abroad. Devastated, Kaelyn decided on a divorce as people mocked her for being discarded. She went on to reinvent herself, becoming a highly sought-after doctor, a champion racer, and an internationally renowned architectural designer. Even then, the traitors sneered in disdain, believing Kaelyn would never find someone. But then the ex-husband’s uncle, a powerful warlord, returned with his army to ask for Kaelyn’s hand in marriage.
Rachel used to think that her devotion would win Brian over one day, but she was proven wrong when his true love returned. Rachel had endured it all—from standing alone at the altar to dragging herself to the hospital for an emergency treatment. Everyone thought she was crazy to give up so much of herself for someone who didn’t return her feelings. But when Brian received news of Rachel’s terminal illness and realized she didn’t have long to live, he completely broke down. "I forbid you to die!" Rachel just smiled. She no longer needed him. "I will finally be free."
Darya spent three years loving Micah, worshipping the ground he walked on. Until his neglect and his family's abuse finally woke her up to the ugly truth-he doesn't love her. Never did, never will. To her, he is a hero, her knight in shining armour. To him, she is an opportunist, a gold digger who schemed her way into his life. Darya accepts the harsh reality, gathers the shattered pieces of her dignity, divorces him, takes back her real name, reclaims her title as the country's youngest billionaire heiress. Their paths cross again at a party. Micah watches his ex-wife sing like an angel, tear up the dance floor, then thwart a lecher with a roundhouse kick. He realises, belatedly, that she's exactly the kind of woman he'd want to marry, if only he had taken the trouble to get to know her. Micah acts promptly to win her back, but discovers she's now surrounded by eligible bachelors: high-powered CEO, genius biochemist, award-winning singer, reformed playboy. Worse, she makes it pretty clear that she's done with him. Micah gears up for an uphill battle. He must prove to her he's still worthy of her love before she falls for someone else. And time is running out.
Two years ago, Ricky found himself coerced into marrying Emma to protect the woman he cherished. From Ricky's perspective, Emma was despicable, resorting to underhanded schemes to ensure their marriage. He maintained a distant and cold attitude toward her, reserving his warmth for another. Yet, Emma remained wholeheartedly dedicated to Ricky for more than ten years. As she grew weary and considered relinquishing her efforts, Ricky was seized by a sudden fear. Only when Emma's life teetered on the edge, pregnant with Ricky's child, did he recognize-the love of his life had always been Emma.
Belinda thought after divorce, they would part ways for good - he could live his life on his own terms, while she could indulge in the rest of hers. However, fate had other plans in store. "My darling, I was wrong. Would you please come back to me?" The man, whom she once loved deeply, lowered his once proud head humbly. "I beg you to return to me." Belinda coldly pushed away the bouquet of flowers he had offered her and coolly replied, "It's too late. The bridge has been burned, and the ashes have long since scattered to the wind!"
"Mr. Evans, please maintain some dignity. Don't forget I'm your brother's wife!" Having caught her husband and best friend together in the bed, Elena wanted nothing more than to exact revenge on the people she once called family. She refused to be a pitiful divorcee and vowed to make everyone who had once looked down on her beg for forgiveness. And to start with her newfound freedom, Elena indulges in a one-night stand with a stranger. However, what was meant to be a fleeting escape turns into a nightmare when she learns that the stranger is none other than her husband's older brother! Would Elena be free from the shackles of her marriage? Or would the mysterious stranger make her life a living hell since he seemed to have a personal vendetta against his family? [The story is 18+ and involves mature content.]