Forced To be Mrs. Billionaire

Forced To be Mrs. Billionaire

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“Where have you been, Cosette Blanche Warren?” he whispered darkly. My throat went dry. I could feel his hands roaming down my thighs, his touch possessive. “Someone saw my wife with Franklyn Carrington today,” Yohan continued, his voice deceptively sweet. “Tell me, Mrs. Warren… is that true?” A chill ran through me. His tone wasn’t affectionate—it was laced with something far more dangerous. “Open your eyes.” I jolted at his sudden command and immediately obeyed. My body trembled under the weight of his stare. His fingers curled under my chin, tilting my face closer. Slowly, agonizingly, he licked the corner of my lips before whispering against them. “What did I tell you before, wife?” Tears welled up as I struggled to form words. “I-I’m not allowed to meet…other men,” I stammered. “Hmmm.” His fingers traced lazy circles on my waist before pressing a kiss to my cheek. “Then explain what happened earlier.” “Franklyn is just a friend, Yohan. I-I wasn’t doing anything wro—” “Liar!” he roared. I flinched as tears spilled down my cheeks. A scream tore from my throat when Yohan suddenly lifted me, throwing me onto the bed. My eyes widened in terror as he hovered over me, his expression twisted with something unrecognizable. “No one else can come near you, touch you, or even look at you because you belong to me alone, Cosette Blanche Warren!” His voice was a venomous snarl. “You will never escape me! You will never be happy! Because I won’t allow it!” Then, he laughed. A dark, menacing sound that sent a shiver down my spine. Tears streamed down my face as I squeezed my eyes shut. This was my life now.

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I

"Cosette, babe, please put your work aside for now and come for a stroll with me," Franklyn coaxed, using his usual sweet endearment whenever he wanted something.I paused what I was doing and looked up at him. Franklyn Carrington—the one person I could truly call a genuine friend. We had been classmates in college, and at one point, he was one of my suitors. I turned him down, but instead of drifting apart, we became closer. It was an odd dynamic, but over time, our friendship deepened, bound by shared struggles and a mutual understanding of our complicated lives."Frank, don't you have work? Your dad might scold you," I reminded him.Franklyn wasn’t in charge of their company yet. He still had to prove himself, thanks to his rebellious streak during college, where he often got into trouble. But being the firstborn of the Carrington family, leadership was inevitable. No matter how many siblings he had, the company would eventually fall into his hands.He waved off my concern. "Oh, fo...

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20 Chapters
I
"Cosette, babe, please put your work aside for now and come for a stroll with me," Franklyn coaxed, using his usual sweet endearment whenever he wanted something.I paused what I was doing and looked up at him. Franklyn Carrington—the one person I could truly call a genuine friend. We had been classmates in college, and at one point, he was one of my suitors. I turned him down, but instead of drifting apart, we became closer. It was an odd dynamic, but over time, our friendship deepened, bound by shared struggles and a mutual understanding of our complicated lives."Frank, don't you have work? Your dad might scold you," I reminded him.Franklyn wasn’t in charge of their company yet. He still had to prove himself, thanks to his rebellious streak during college, where he often got into trouble. But being the firstborn of the Carrington family, leadership was inevitable. No matter how many siblings he had, the company would eventually fall into his hands.He waved off my concern. "Oh, fo
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II
I couldn’t shake off everything I learned yesterday—my sister being forced to marry a man she doesn’t even know. Geneva had started working at our company, not because she wanted to, but because our parents insisted. I knew she wasn’t happy. Her true dream was to become a fashion designer and launch her own clothing line.We had different aspirations, but the saddest part? Neither of us could chase them. Not when our family's expectations held us captive."Why do you look even sadder than usual? Are you the one getting married?" Franklyn teased as he strolled into my office—again. At this point, it felt like a daily routine.I sighed, leaning back in my chair as I met his gaze. "I feel bad for my sister, Frank. She has no idea what’s coming. She doesn’t know what Dad has planned for her future. She’s too young for this… for a marriage that will define her entire life." My voice was heavy with frustration.Franklyn’s usual playful demeanor faded, his expression turning serious. He nodd
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III
MY. GOD.I blinked rapidly, rubbing my eyes as if that would change the reality before me. But no matter how many times I did, the man lying beside me was still Zion Yohan Warren—not Harrison Pierre Whitmore.Shit. What the hell have I done?No. No. No. This can’t be happening!A piercing scream tore from my throat as I scrambled backward—only to miscalculate my movements and fall off the bed with a painful thud."So damn loud," Yohan groaned, his deep, irritated voice cutting through the chaos of my mind.I gasped and quickly grabbed the blanket, wrapping it tightly around my naked body as I pushed myself up. My heart pounded wildly as I turned to face him.Yohan was already sitting up, shirtless, his disheveled hair only making him look even more intimidating. His sharp gaze locked onto me, unreadable yet piercing, making my breath hitch.Then my phone rang. MY. GOD.A horrifying realization hit me.I had set up my plan last night. I had told my secretary to inform my father where
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"I—I need to talk to your boss. Um... Is F-Franklyn Carrington in his office?" I asked the moment I approached his secretary.She gave me a polite smile. "Yes, Ma’am. May I have your name so I can inform Sir that you wish to speak with him?"It wasn’t surprising that she didn’t recognize me. I had never stepped foot in Franklyn’s company before. If I hadn’t made a complete mess of things last night and needed to get away from my father—at least for a while—I wouldn’t be here now."Ah, yes! Ummm... I-I'm Cosette Blanche Allen. Please tell him that it's important."The secretary nodded and disappeared into Franklyn’s office.I took a shaky breath, gripping the strap of my bag tightly. Hold it together, Cosette. The last thing I needed was to break down in the middle of his office—in front of his employees, no less. No, if I was going to cry, I’d do it where only Franklyn could see.A few minutes later, his secretary returned, offering me a reassuring smile."You can go in now, Miss Alle
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"I didn’t like what you did, Cosette. It would be a huge embarrassment if people found out. But I never expected that your disobedience would actually pave the way for our company to prosper even more.”My head snapped up at Dad’s words. His lips curled into a grin, his eyes glinting with something calculated, something sinister."I know you're acquainted with Zion Yohan Warren. He doesn’t just own hotels and casinos here in LA—he has properties everywhere, vast lands in other cities, and let’s not forget… he’s a distant relative of the Spanish royal family."He leaned back in his chair, watching me like a predator sizing up his prey."I wanted to apologize for raising my hand to you that day, my lovely daughter. You know I only do these things because I care about you, right? I just don’t want you ending up with someone unworthy—someone who isn’t on our level. But since you were with Zion that day… I won’t scold you. In fact, I won’t oppose this relationship at all.”His voice was ge
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VI
"Weirdo, stop moaning! Wake up! You’re having wet dreams!"A loud voice jolted me awake. My eyes snapped open, and I immediately regretted it as a pounding headache crashed over me.Where am I?I glanced around, taking in the unfamiliar room—except, was it really unfamiliar? Something about this place felt… familiar. Like I had been here before.I winced and pressed my fingers to my temples, trying to ease the throbbing pain in my head.What the hell happened last night?Did I hit my head?Panicked, I quickly checked myself. My clothes were intact, and nothing felt sore except my head, which was proof enough that I hadn't been—"Weirdo!""What’s wrong with you?!" I snapped, turning toward the annoying voice.And then—I nearly fell off the bed.Yohan stood not far away, wearing nothing but a towel slung dangerously low around his waist.My mouth went dry.What the hell is he doing here?!More importantly—why does he have abs like that?! And… is that a tattoo on his side?Damn. This je
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VII
I sat in the back of the cab, staring blankly out the window, lost in thought.No matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t shake off what I’d done to Yohan last night.Did I really do that to him?It felt… impossible. I don’t even know about those things. I wouldn’t do something like that.And yet… I did.I groaned, burying my face in my hands before tugging at my hair in frustration.Oh my God, Cosette Blanche Allen!I don’t even have a boyfriend, and yet I was out there throwing myself at a guy I barely knew?!Argh! I hate you, Cosette Blanche!I felt like screaming into a pillow. It was humiliating. Completely mortifying!"Ma’am? Are you okay back there? Would you like me to take you to the hospital?"The taxi driver’s voice jolted me from my internal meltdown.I froze, realizing just how crazy I must’ve looked—crying one second, then laughing at my own stupidity, then crying again, then staring into space like some tragic movie heroine.He probably thought I’d lost it.I forced an awkw
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VIII
The past few days had been overwhelming.With our new project underway, I had been swamped with work, closely monitoring every detail to ensure nothing went wrong. The budget was substantial—too much at stake for even the smallest mistake. If this project failed, the loss would be devastating for the company. And worse, Dad would be furious.Despite my workload, my mind kept drifting back to Geneva.Her wedding to Harrison Pierre Whitmore was just a week away, and she had no escape. Dad was rushing everything, making moves I couldn't predict, and it left me on edge.Since Yohan’s visit to our house to speak with Dad, I hadn’t seen him again. Strangely, Dad had also stopped pressuring me about our supposed wedding.Was it really not happening?Had Yohan managed to put a stop to Dad’s plans?I wanted to believe it. He was more powerful and wealthier than my father—if anyone could handle this, it was him.And I prayed he had.I couldn’t marry a man I didn’t love.No matter how dire the s
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"I'm so thrilled that my favorite daughter is marrying your nephew, Lenore," Dad said with a pleased smile, turning toward Zion’s aunt, Lenore Warren.We were gathered around the dining table, the air thick with unspoken words. I sat beside my sister, Geneva, who had been eerily quiet, her expression laced with confusion. I could tell she was unsettled by Yohan’s sudden presence. She didn’t know him—of course, she didn’t. Geneva never involved herself in business matters.Mom, on the other hand, remained silent beside Dad, making no effort to engage with Madame Lenore. Her usual warmth was absent, replaced by a distant, unreadable expression.And me?I had no idea how I was supposed to react.Even now, I couldn’t wrap my head around it—Yohan had changed his mind.Why?What had suddenly made him agree to marry me?"I'm also excited for the Warren and Allen families to finally become one! Isn’t it amazing, my dear?" Madame Lenore’s voice was filled with delight as she turned to Yohan wi
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F*CK HIM!I hate him to the core.Does he really think I’ll break from his threats? That I’ll crumble beneath his words?W-Well… maybe a little.But I won’t let him see it.If there’s truly no escape from Yohan, then fine—I’ll accept my fate. But I refuse to be pathetic. I am Cosette Blanche Allen, President of Allen Company. A strong woman. No matter what he's planning, he won’t destroy me that easily.But right now?Right now, I just want to be alone.I don’t want to leave this room. I don’t want to see anyone. I don’t want them to witness me like this—weak, crying, breaking apart.Because the moment they see my vulnerability, they’ll use it against me.I sit on my bed, leaning against the headboard, my eyes shut.I’ve cried for so long, I think I’ve run out of tears.The silence is heavy, almost comforting—until a knock on my door shatters it.I don’t move.I don’t answer.I meant it when I said I wanted to be alone. I’m drained, empty, and exhausted. Whoever it is, they can wait.
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