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A Contract Marriage With My Nemesis

A Contract Marriage With My Nemesis

Author: Shi Huatu
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Chapter 1

Word Count: 1055    |    Released on: 30/04/2026

eyes sna

at, her fingers desperately clawing at her own skin, trying to rip away the phantom sensation of the pillow that had been pressed ove

asn't

e cool, slippery fabric. Silk. It was real. The physical friction o

her eyes focused on a massive, custom-made crystal chandelier hanging from a vaulted

r own blood anymore. It smelled of stale champagne, expensive bourbon,

t a low, muffled groan, pressing the heels of her hands agains

her head

muscular back was completely bare, the tanned ski

r throat. Her pulse flatline

too. Everyone on Wall Street knew that tattoo. It belonged to Johnathan Chase. Her family's big

e look of fake pity on her sister Haylee's face. The cold, dead eyes of her fiancé, Darron, as he held

the nightstand. A sleek, late-model smartphone sat next to a half-empty glass of wa

The glaring white lig

orning of the hotel scandal. The d

s. She held it for three seconds, then exhaled. She shoved the shock and the boiling, acidic rage down into the

under the heavy duvet, tryi

highs, a physical reminder of exactly what had happened in this bed hours ago. She bit down hard

ite was a disaster zone. Clot

r muscles screaming in protest, and snatched the fabric. Her eyebrows pul

rushed. She reached behind her back, pulling the zipper up

, her foot clipped an empty cha

colliding with the wooden leg of the co

rough the silent su

n the bed

somew

with sleep, low and vibratin

ocked into a rigid line.

than sat up slowly. The thin blanket pooled at

dim light of the room, locking onto he

like a coward?" he mocked, a c

locking her emotions away behind a wall of ice. She turned

nathan's eyes, refusing to s

Johnathan. Not because I'm afraid of you," she

d his head, clearly caught off guard by her unnatural calm. He had expected

othing but a pair of dark suit trousers. The sheer physic

, deliberate s

half-step back, her shoulder blades hi

planted his palm flat against the wall, right next to her head. His body caged her in, his chest i

aggressive pounding erupted on t

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