Ella Miller had the childhood of a princess until she lost her mother. Her father remarried soon so little Ella could have a mother. Alas, her new mother came with two step-sisters who made her life a living hell. She thought Joe, her first boyfriend would rescue her from this life but he ended up cheating on her.Distraught, she goes to the coolest rooftop bar in New York with the aim of losing her virtue once and for all to this hot stranger who mistakes her for a prostitute. The following morning, she leaves money behind as revenge but fate had other plans.Her only job at a Fortune 500 company was about to end unless she got a billion dollar client account; but her hopes were squashed when the CEO of Holt Enterprises proposed a 12 month contract marriage in exchange for a 12 month contract with her company.Playboy billionaire James Holt is calm and composed as a lion but this girl Ella, invoked his anger when she tipped him for a night he'll never forget. He vows to find and punish her in every way possible. Shall James be able to tame Cinderella or will it be the other way around?
View MoreElla:(Instantly panicking) Oh my god!! He cannot know at any cost...at least right now! Alright calm down, think of something before the officer becomes suspicious!“Hmm Officer, I think you might not be aware of this but I happen to be Mr. Holt’s fiancee, we’re getting married this weekend” I stated, putting on my best smile.“Oh is it? Brilliant news! We from the New York Police Department wish you a very happy married life in advance! Congratulations!” he replied joyfully, extending his hand for a hand-shake.“Thank you so much Officer, we do not need any negative press and wish to put this incident behind us and hence, I have come here to just put an end to all of this. We simply do not wish to get into any legal hassles and
Ella:I woke up to the feeling of someone planting a warm kiss on each eye and then my forehead. Cooing, I dreamily opened my peepers to find James seated beside my bed, looking at me so adoringly, it made me melt.“Good morning Mr. Holt, you’re up early?” I blushed.“Yeah, have a couple of meetings set across the Asian time zones so gotta rush now. Just remembered, you have your spicy bachelorette today, enjoy one of your few last single nights but be good because I’m the bad one here” he threatened, suggestively untying my night-robe.“Stop it or you’ll be late!!” I protested, shyly clutching onto my modesty. He looked deeply into my eyes, kissed my lips for a good few minutes, and let go chuckling, “ I’
Bridget:I quickly rush out of the building not even waiting for momma. The whole pretense of being a happy sister and family during that conversation grossed me out. I should have been living with Mr. Holt in that luxurious condo, being waited upon by concierges, dressed in Dior and diamonds overlooking the NYC skyline...not that (anger slowly seeping inside my every cell again)“Bridget, where are you going? Will you wait for a second?” Momma huffed and puffed, as she finally caught up with me.“You managed to ruin the day for me, I don’t understand why we came to meet her in the first place?”“Because I wanted to know what she was up to? Back home, I could easily keep an eye on her but now!” Momma replied explaining...
Ella:Watching Mary’s fake ass walk in with her equally fake daughter made my heart drop a couple of tons to the ground. Mary wore a pink halterneck top and tight bootleg jeans looking as though she would pick up a customer outside a cheap NY club while Bridget was dressed in a white strappy mini dress. Pushing her botox lips too far apart, she sported a sham smile cooing, “Ella, my dearest daughter, how are you darling?” she asked, hugging and kissing me with absolutely zero affection from my end.“I am fine Mary, why are you here?” I questioned blatantly. It took every ounce of my strength to walk away from the conversation and them.“Well well, do I need a reason to visit my own child? We received your wedding invitation last weekend and today, it just so happens that I was vis
Ella:“Did she mention a name or something Lisa?” I curiously asked her while walking towards the living room. Is this another one of Mr. Holt’s surprises?“Apologies, she claimed to be a certain Mrs.Jonas” Lisa replied. As I entered the room, I saw a very frail-looking 65 something elderly lady dressed in a floral dress with leggings getting up to meet me as I approached her. “Good evening, I’m Joe’s mother” she introduced herself as I stood still, numb, unable to react.Despite dating Joe for over a year, he never introduced me to his family, always acting suspiciously whenever the topic of a family get-together arose. Now I know, he was never really serious about me which is why I never perhaps met his mother.&ldq
Ella:My phone beeped at 7 am and I unlocked it, snoozing the alarm to sleep for a few more minutes. The date displayed on the phone “9th of April...Holy shit!!” Days seemed to be flying at the speed of light. I couldn’t believe I was marrying James, who I was falling deeply in love with every passing day, who cherished me through my brightest highs and loneliest lows.I finally manage to get out of the bed, have a bath, and put on a fresh set of coordinating sweats.By the time I had come down for breakfast, I noticed that Mr. Holt was already done. He got up, fixed his tie, and walked suavely towards me. How is it possible that any man can look so perfect? The grey two-button suit paired with a Burberry white knit fit him like a glove, contemporary yet oh so sexy!
Bridget:My afternoon slumber on the sofa was broken by the sounds of the loud doorbell. I chose not to move because I was so sloshed from all the late-night partying at Mizzoni’s. Mary opened the door, it was the postman, damn his timing! and continued sleeping
Ella:I had only observed in movies how a woman would entice a man while pretending to eat a banana or a strawberry innocently. As though it was a double entendre, a subtle way of enticing him, letting him know what she would like to do to his member, how she would li
Ella:Shaking my head, I frown at him fretting, “You can be so full of yourself James”
Ella:“Are you done crying?” Mary, my step-mom raised one of her sharp eyebrows and taunted me. I looked up to find her staring at me by the door. At 48, she thought she was no less than Elisabeth Taylor. Wearing a slinky pink night suit putting her surgic
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