The ceo's Revenge Bride

The ceo's Revenge Bride

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By:  Jessica Cooke Ongoing
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Two years. No love. No trust. Just a contract. Claire Donovan was drowning her business failing, debt collectors closing in, and eviction looming. Desperate, she had two options: beg her powerful family for help or take a deal with a billionaire she barely knew. Gordon Blackwood remembered everything. Ten years ago, her father destroyed his future, ensuring he would never rise in the corporate world. But fate had other plans. Now, Gordon owns everything except the one thing he truly wants: revenge. A two year contract marriage seemed like the perfect trap. She gets financial freedom, he gets a flawless cover to silence rumors about his personal life. But what Claire doesn’t know is that Gordon plans to make her life miserable. Cold. Ruthless. Unforgiving. Yet the woman he intended to break refuses to crumble. The more she fights back, the harder he falls. Hatred turns to obsession. Obsession turns to something else entirely. By the time Gordon realizes he’s in love with the woman he set out to ruin, it’s too late. Because Claire has discovered the truth. Now, the woman who once needed him is walking away, and for the first time in his life, Gordon is the one who stands to lose everything.

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Chapter 1

Chapter 1

A Drunken Confusion

"You’re really testing my patience! You’re leaving this house next week!"

The old woman’s voice cut through the tiny apartment like a knife, her wrinkled face twisted in frustration.

Claire swallowed hard, pressing her hands together to keep them from shaking. "Please, ma, I promise I’ll pay."

"That’s what you always say!" The woman huffed and stomped away, muttering under her breath.

Claire let out a slow breath. The room was small, dull, and barely livable, but it was the cheapest place she could find in London. And now, even that was slipping away.

She sat on her tiny bed, staring at the pile of clothes she had been trying to sell online. With a deep breath, she reached for her ring light, turned it on, and hit record.

"Hey guys, today I’ve got some beautiful pieces for you…"

Her own voice sounded hollow. Fake.

No one was buying.

Then her phone rang.

The screen flashed: Unknown Number.

Her stomach twisted, but she answered.

"If you don’t pay in two months, prepare to die."

The line went dead.

Claire’s breath caught in her throat. Her fingers clenched around the phone.

The illegal lenders.

She had been so desperate, she borrowed from the wrong people. And now, they were coming for her.

A wave of nausea rolled over her. This wasn’t how it was supposed to be. She had left home to prove she could survive without her father’s money, without the family name.

She had believed in herself.

But now?

Now, she wasn’t so sure.

Tears burned her eyes, but she forced them back. Crying wouldn’t fix anything. She needed a plan. Something anything to get her out of this mess.

Her gaze landed on her nightstand, where a delicate gold necklace gleamed under the dim light. Her mother’s gift.

Her last valuable possession.

Her chest ached, but she knew what she had to do.

She grabbed the necklace, threw on something decent, and rushed out.

Hours Later

Claire stepped off the train, gripping her bag tightly.

The money from the pawn shop wasn’t much, but it would keep her afloat for now.

She exhaled, feeling the first hint of relief in days.

Then, a strange emptiness settled over her.

Her bag.

It was lighter.

Panic surged through her as she whipped it around and yanked it open.

The zipper had been sliced. The cash?

Gone. A thief.

Her throat closed up. No. No, no, no.

She felt lightheaded as she stumbled onto the pavement. The icy London air cut through her thin coat, but she barely noticed.

It was over.

Dragging herself home, she barely made it inside before collapsing onto her couch.

The weight of it all came crashing down, and this time, she couldn’t stop the tears.

How had everything gone so wrong?

Then she felt it a small, crumpled envelope in her coat pocket.

Her fingers trembled as she pulled it out.

A few pounds.

Barely enough for a drink.

Claire let out a dry laugh.

Maybe she should just forget for a little while.

Yeah. Just for tonight.

She grabbed her coat and stepped out into the night.

The Bar

The burn of alcohol in her throat did nothing to numb the storm inside her.

Claire sat slumped over the counter, swirling the last drops of her drink.

Her vision blurred, the world spinning just a little too fast.

Then, she felt it.

Eyes on her.

She turned, squinting through the haze, and froze.

Gordon Wright.

He sat across the room, his sharp blue eyes locked onto her.

Her lips parted slightly.

She knew that face. That smirk.

Before she could fully process it, he stood, drink in hand, and made his way toward her.

Everything around her.qthe clinking of glasses, the dull hum of conversation faded.

"Hey, girl," Gordon said smoothly, voice low and rich with amusement.

Claire blinked up at him, her head tilting slightly.

"Oh boy," she mumbled, letting out a tipsy laugh.

Gordon smirked, sliding onto the stool next to her. “Rough night?”

“You have no idea.” She downed another shot, slamming the glass onto the bar.

Gordon watched her closely. The Claire he remembered had been different.polished, confident, untouchable.

But this Claire?

She was wrecked.His smirk faded slightly. “And?”

Claire’s chest rose and fell unevenly. The words spilled out before she could stop them.

"I’m about to be kicked out of my place… I… I have no money… and loan sharks… they said they’ll kill me in two months."

A bitter laugh slipped from her lips, but it cracked halfway through.

Gordon stilled.

This wasn’t just some spoiled rich girl playing broke.

This was real.

Before he could respond, Claire’s head slumped forward onto her arms.

Passed out.

Gordon exhaled, rubbing a hand over his jaw.

What the hell am I supposed to do with you?

Leaving her here wasn’t an option.

With a resigned sigh, he scooped her up, cradling her against his chest.

Gordon’s Penthouse

By the time they reached his apartment, Claire stirred slightly.

Gordon helped her inside, carefully lowering her onto the bed.

And then

"Shit."

Warm liquid splattered across his expensive shirt.

Claire had thrown up.

On him.

Gordon grimaced, holding his arms out like his clothes were radioactive. He stared at her limp form, debating whether to just leave her there.

But then, her voice soft, barely a whisper.

"I borrowed money from dangerous people…"

Gordon’s breath hitched.

"They said they’ll kill me," she mumbled, her voice breaking. "My life is a mess…"

A long silence stretched between them.

Gordon should have felt satisfied.

This was his moment to gloat, to savor her downfall.

Instead, all he felt was… confused.

His gaze flickered to her fake gold chain, now slightly exposed beneath her blouse.

She had been someone important once.

So why was she here?

Was she disowned?

Gordon exhaled sharply, dragging a hand through his hair.

This

wasn’t the Claire he had expected.

And he had a feeling no matter how much he wanted to walk away he wouldn’t be able to.

Not yet.

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25 Chapters
Chapter 1
A Drunken Confusion"You’re really testing my patience! You’re leaving this house next week!"The old woman’s voice cut through the tiny apartment like a knife, her wrinkled face twisted in frustration.Claire swallowed hard, pressing her hands together to keep them from shaking. "Please, ma, I promise I’ll pay.""That’s what you always say!" The woman huffed and stomped away, muttering under her breath.Claire let out a slow breath. The room was small, dull, and barely livable, but it was the cheapest place she could find in London. And now, even that was slipping away.She sat on her tiny bed, staring at the pile of clothes she had been trying to sell online. With a deep breath, she reached for her ring light, turned it on, and hit record."Hey guys, today I’ve got some beautiful pieces for you…"Her own voice sounded hollow. Fake.No one was buying.Then her phone rang.The screen flashed: Unknown Number.Her stomach twisted, but she answered."If you don’t pay in two months, prepa
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Chapter 2
The Morning AfterGordon had barely stepped out of the room when his phone rang.He pulled it out, already regretting answering.“What now?” he said flatly.“Good morning to you too, sunshine.” Ryan’s voice came through, full of his usual sarcasm. “I just landed. Where are you? We have a meeting in an hour.”Gordon sighed. “Something came up.”A pause. Then Ryan’s voice sharpened. “Wait… did you just say ‘something came up’? You? Mr. Schedule-Everything-to-Death? What’s going on?”Before Gordon could answer, the doorbell rang.He frowned. Who the hell?When he opened the door, a petite woman with bright red lipstick stood there, arms crossed like she was ready for battle.“Where is she?” Naomi demanded, pushing past him.Gordon blinked. “Excuse me?”“Claire,” Naomi said, scanning the apartment. “She didn’t pick up my calls, and I tracked her phone here.”Gordon’s brows lifted. “You tracked her phone?”Naomi waved him off. “Oh, don’t act all shocked, billionaire boy. Where is she?”Bef
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Chapter 3
Pressure from HomeClaire sat on her bed, gripping her phone tightly as her mother’s voice filled her ear.“So, how’s the business going, sweetheart?”Her stomach twisted. She forced a smile, even though her mother couldn’t see her. “Oh, you know… busy as always.”“That’s wonderful! You’re finally making good sales?”Claire hesitated. “Y-yeah. Slowly but surely.”Her mother hummed in approval. “That’s good to hear. Your father will be so proud when he gets back.”Claire’s grip on the phone tightened. “Dad’s coming back?”“Yes, in three months. He’s expecting to see how far you’ve come. You know how he is, he'll want details. Real progress.”Claire’s mouth went dry.If her father found out she was drowning in debt, barely surviving, he would drag her back home and force her into the family business.“Claire? Are you still there?”She forced a laugh. “Yeah, yeah. That’s great. I’ll… I’ll be ready.”“Good. I know you’ll make us proud. Love you, sweetheart.”The call ended.And Claire sat
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Chapter 4
A Public SpectacleClaire should have known Gordon wouldn’t just let their engagement announcement happen quietly.She stood in front of the grand mirror in one of the endless rooms of his mansion, staring at her reflection in disbelief.The dress was breathtakingly expensive silk hugging her curves perfectly but she barely noticed.Because Gordon Hayes had just informed her that in one hour, they would be publicly announcing their engagement.And she had zero say in the matter."A Press Conference? Are You Insane?"Naomi nearly choked on air when Claire called her.“A press conference?” Naomi whisper-yelled. “Are you insane?”“What choice do I have?” Claire hissed, adjusting an earring. “Besides, it’s just a contract.”Naomi scoffed. “Oh, honey. You think you’re in control, but I know men like him. They never play fair.”Claire sighed. “I’ll be fine. It’s just two years.”She hesitated before adding, “I just found out Gordon once worked for my dad’s company.”Naomi muttered something
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Chapter 5
A Dinner Gone WrongRichard Donovan had buried his secrets for years.And now, with Claire’s engagement plastered across every news outlet, those secrets were crawling back to the surface.Victoria stared at him, pulse quickening. “Richard, what’s going on?”He exhaled sharply, tossing his phone onto the coffee table.On the screen, a news article still glowed.‘Billionaire Gordon Hayes Announces Surprise Engagement to Claire Donovan.’Richard’s jaw tightened. “Gordon Hayes… I should have finished him off when I had the chance.”Victoria’s breath hitched. “What?”His expression darkened. “That boy wasn’t just any employee, Victoria. He was ambitious. Too ambitious. I saw it early on and knew he would be a problem.”“You fired him,” Victoria said, her voice unsteady.Richard let out a bitter chuckle. “I did more than that.” His jaw clenched. “I made sure he never got another opportunity in this country.”A chill ran through Victoria. “You blacklisted him?”Richard scoffed. “It was nece
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Chapter 6
Prince Charming Saves the Day Claire slowly opened her eyes, the bright hospital lights making her squint. Her head throbbed, and her body ached in places she didn’t even know could hurt. For a moment, she was confused.Why was she here?Then it all came rushing back.The restaurant. The crazy woman. The attack.She groaned and turned her head, only to find Gordon sitting beside her bed, legs crossed, casually scrolling through his phone like he wasn’t in a hospital room.“Look who’s finally awake,” he said, glancing at her.Claire blinked at him. “What… what happened?”Gordon smirked. “Well, my dear fiancée, the entire country is talking about how I heroically saved you from a mad woman. ‘Prince Charming rescues his bride.’”Claire frowned. “What?”He turned his phone toward her, showing her a news article. Sure enough, there was a picture of him carrying her out of the restaurant, looking like some kind of knight in shining armour. The headlines were ridiculous."Billionaire Gordon
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Chapter 7
Contract Ryan leaned back on the plush sofa in Gordon’s office, a mischievous smirk on his face. “Horses. We need horses.”Naomi, sitting across from him, folded her arms. “For what exactly?”“For the wedding, obviously.” Ryan looked at her like she had no imagination. “Picture this Claire arrives on a white horse, looking elegant and royal. Gordon waits for her at the altar, all stoic and brooding. The media will eat it up.”Naomi rolled her eyes. “Oh please, this isn’t a fairytale. It’s a contract marriage, remember?”Ryan’s smirk widened. “Exactly! And since it’s fake, we might as well make it over the top. Fireworks, doves flying in the background”Naomi grabbed a pillow and threw it at him. “You’re ridiculous.”Gordon, who had been half-listening while working on his laptop, finally looked up. “Horses… not a bad idea.”Naomi’s jaw dropped. “You can’t be serious.”Gordon nodded. “Let’s make it a memorable wedding.”Ryan clapped his hands together. “That’s what I’m talking about!”
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Chapter 8
Wedding Day Claire stared at her reflection in the full-length mirror, her stomach twisted in knots.She looked… beautiful. The dress was a masterpiece of delicate lace, a flowing train, and just enough sparkle to catch the light. Naomi had made sure of that.“I still can’t believe you’re actually doing this,” Naomi muttered, standing behind her with her arms crossed.Claire sighed, adjusting the veil. “Trust me, neither can I.”Naomi narrowed her eyes. “You know it’s not too late to run.”Claire let out a dry laugh. “And do what? Go back home and face my dad’s wrath? No, thanks.”Speaking of her father… Claire’s stomach soured at the thought of him sitting proudly at the front of the church. Not because he believed in her happiness. No. He saw this wedding as a business opportunity a merger, an alliance that could pull his company back from the edge.That was the only reason he suddenly supported her decision.He thought Gordon loved her.To him, love was strong enough to break any
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Chapter 9
The Wedding NightThe reception hall was a dream, decorated with extravagant floral arrangements, golden chandeliers, and the soft hum of a live orchestra playing in the background.To everyone watching, it was the perfect fairytale wedding.To Claire, it was one big scam.She sat beside Gordon at the grand table, plastering on a sweet, loving smile every time someone approached to congratulate them. Gordon, the master of deception, played his part flawlessly, brushing a hand over hers, whispering things into her ear that made the guests swoon.If only they knew he was threatening her to smile more.“Keep grinning, darling,” Gordon murmured, his lips barely moving. “Unless you want the media to think you regret marrying me.”Claire pinched his hand under the table.Gordon simply smirked and raised his champagne glass.The first dance arrived sooner than Claire hoped.The music slowed, and a soft, romantic melody filled the hall. The guests clapped as Gordon led her to the dance floor,
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Chapter 10
The Morning After & A New BeginningThe moment Naomi’s eyes fluttered open, she froze.Oh, hell no.She wasn’t even alone.Ryan’s bare chest rose and fell beside her, his face peaceful, his lips slightly parted like he didn’t just ruin her entire life last night.Her eyes widened in horror. No. No. NO.She did not just sleep with Ryan, the most annoying man on the planet.Before she could think, she whacked his arm. Hard.“OW! What the hell?!” Ryan jolted awake, rubbing his arm.“Get out!” Naomi hissed, pulling the blanket up to cover herself. “Now!”Ryan stretched lazily, completely unbothered.“Damn, at least let me wake up first. I had a long night, you know… thanks to you.” He shot her a cocky smirk.Naomi glared. “I will murder you if you don’t leave this bed in the next three seconds.”Ryan chuckled, sitting up. “Relax, sweetheart. No need to be shy. I mean…” He leaned closer, his voice dropping, “you were pretty bold last night.”Naomi grabbed the nearest pillow and smacked him
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