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This Contract Said No Feelings, So Why Is He Looking at Me Like That??

JedidiahBeaufoy
Her empire collapsed overnight. Her fiancé betrayed her. And now, CEO Anozie Olaedo has nothing left, except a deal with the ruthless tycoon. Arinze Chibuzor. Cold. Powerful. Untouchable. He offers her one thing: marriage. No love. No intimacy. Just business. But sparks don’t follow rules. And when his icy mask begins to crack, Olaedo finds herself drawn into a dangerous game of passion, pride, and secrets. Just as she begins to trust him, their pasts comes back to life. People they thought dead. Truths that could shatter everything. A destiny she never asked for. Now, Olaedo must choose: protect her heart, or risk everything for a man who was never supposed to matter. When the past collides with the present… will their fragile contract survive, or will it burn to ashes?
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