The billionaire Captive bride

You will marry me! You will be my contract wife! He declared his voice cold and threatening.

Ophelia looked at him without averting her gaze. He wasn't demanding that she marry him; he was commanding her to.

"Marry you!" Is that a request or a command? She asserted bravely, not minding whatever was coming her way.

She expected Something worse to follow, but she was Startled by his reaction instead. He walked closer to her and slowly raised her chin up with the tip of his finger.

"Ha..ha..ha, I like smart girls," He enunciates with a devilish smile. It's a command and you must abide by it. He paused and moved his Lips Closer to her ear. Ophelia quickly closed her eyes bracing herself for the impact.

Or else........... He whispered slowly.

Then everything paused. She couldn't feel his breath on her skin again and she quickly opened her eyes only to find out She was the only person in the room. It's like he disappeared into thin air.

She heaved a sigh of relief as some unshed tears settled on her face. She just found a wallet on the road hoping it will change her life for better not knowing it's actually for the worse.

"She is trapped!" She is Captivated!" And now she is going to be a Captivated Contract bride she can't deny neither can she accept.

One choice, one contract, one dangerous game.

Will Ophelia fight for her life, or fight for his love?

Or will she lose herself in a world of luxury, lies, and power where freedom comes witha price?

Dare to flip the page....because this is only the beginning.