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MARRIED to THE CEO

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“Do you honestly think, Abigail… that I—Sullivan Morpheus—could ever love you?” His words were knives—cold, deliberate, meant to wound. Abigail’s breath caught, her pulse slamming wildly beneath her skin. The space between them felt heavy, thick with rage… and something darker. He stepped closer, his presence intoxicating and terrifying all at once. “You’re wasting your time, standing here like some desperate wife,” he whispered, voice laced with venom and control. “You let my parents buy you into this farce of a marriage. But you and I both know, Abigail—it’ll never work.” Every word sliced through her defenses. But instead of shrinking, she straightened, meeting his icy stare head-on. “Tell me,” he continued, his lips curving into a cruel smirk, “aren’t you tired of pretending? Of forcing a man to love you? Look at yourself. What made you think someone like me could ever love someone like you?” Her chest tightened. Shame burned hot in her veins—but pride wouldn’t let her fall apart. “You think I came here for love?” she shot back, voice trembling but fierce. “You think I left everything behind just to chase you?” Her tears glittered, refusing to fall. “No, Sullivan. I came here to survive. To fix what my parents destroyed. To keep us from drowning.” Now her voice broke—raw, vulnerable, human. “I don’t blame you. I don’t even blame them. I blame myself… for not being strong enough to repay the debt your family held over mine.” For a moment, something flickered in his eyes—something dangerously close to empathy—but it vanished as quickly as it came. Then came the smirk. Cold. Devilish. “Oh,” he said smoothly, “so this was your repayment plan? Marrying me?” He chuckled darkly, the sound sending chills down her spine. “How noble… and stupid.” The air around them grew heavy, electric, charged with fury and something else neither of them dared name. Then he leaned in, his voice a low whisper against her ear. “What if,” he murmured, “I offered you one billion dollars—cash. Enough to free your family, to erase every trace of the debt they owe me. All you have to do is take the money… disappear… and never step foot in my house again.” Abigail froze, heart pounding like a drum. He straightened, eyes glinting like sharpened glass. “Don’t worry,” he added coldly. “It’s not a loan. Consider it a parting gift.” His voice dropped, a dark promise trailing on his lips. “So tell me… what will it be? My name—or your freedom?”
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Chapter 1 - TWO CHOICES

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Odin, one of the largest cities in Country X, lies within Ulber, the third largest nation on the continent.

Odin woke to the rhythm of engines and ambition. Highways choked with luxury cars wound between towers of steel and glass, each one stamped with the name of a dynasty. Billboards flashed the faces of billionaires instead of movie stars, and stock prices rolled across giant screens like scripture. Here, wealth was power, and power shaped everything. Odin didn't look to politicians or kings—the city belonged to ten families whose fortunes could buy silence, loyalty, or even history itself.

 At the very peak were the Zorans and the Castros, first and second. The Morpheus family stands as the third among them—wealthy, respected, and influential beyond measure.To the city, the Morpheus were power dressed in tailored suits and glass offices—a dynasty of wealth that needed no crown.

Elite Morpheus, seventy-five years old, is the founder of Golden Jade Enterprise, the world's most renowned company, and the owner of Dreamland—the most luxurious hotel in Odin.

His only son, Sullivan Morpheus, now serves as the CEO of Golden Jade. He is both feared and respected. Elite handed him the company at the age of ten, and by fifteen, Sullivan had fully taken charge. From then on, he devoted his life to work, cutting himself off from the outside world to ensure the company's rise to greatness—and succeed he did.

But the cost was heavy. Sullivan became cold, emotionless, and ruthless. Business consumed his entire being. His parents, though proud, were deeply worried. Elite feared his son's obsession would either destroy him or leave him lonely forever..

Sullivan was a strikingly handsome man, admired like a god. His presence alone was enough to intimidate anyone around him. Yet he had no interest in relationships—neither with men nor women. His mother, Aurora, tried everything to draw him out of his shell: gifts, letters, even warm meals, but nothing touched him. She often blamed her husband for burdening their son with such responsibility too early.

Together, his parents attempted a new strategy: finding him a wife. Many powerful men offered their daughters in marriage, hoping to tie their businesses with Golden Jade. Sullivan rejected every proposal without hesitation.

On his twenty-eighth birthday, his parents introduced him to the most beautiful actress in Country X, hoping she might win his heart. Instead, Sullivan humiliated her, sending her away and asking her to "decide what she really wanted." Furious at his parents, he stormed out of the celebration and disappeared for seven days.

That incident left Aurora sick with worry. The Morpheus family consulted professors, counselors, and ministers for advice, but Sullivan always dismissed their questions. When asked what kind of woman he desired, his reply was always the same: "I'll know her when I see her." His indifference angered Elite, especially since he longed for grandchildren.

"This boy is getting out of hand," Elite muttered. "But I'll show him that I am still his father."

"Morpheus, I think we should stop," Aurora cried softly. "What if… what if he doesn't even like women?"

Elite snapped, "Take that back right now! Fredrick, his PA, already confirmed that isn't the case. What we need to do is find him a wife. Whether he likes it or not."

Aurora frowned. "I don't want to lose my son forever."

"You won't," Elite assured, kissing her forehead. "I have a better plan… but I'll need the help of an old friend."

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ABIGAIL WILFORD

Abigail Wilford, a twenty-one-year-old girl from a poor family, had never attended school because her parents couldn't afford it. Her mother, Elsa, worked as a book cleaner in a manor's bookstore, while her father, Wilford, worked as a gardener.

Abigail herself worked as a cashier in a mall for over three years, helping to support her family with her modest earnings. Despite their struggles, the family lived happily.

One evening, as Abigail returned home, she heard her mother crying in the bedroom. She approached quietly, but stopped when she heard her father's voice. Curious, she leaned against the door to listen.

Inside, Wilford spoke in a heavy tone.

"I received a message to meet Mr. Morpheus at his office," he said. Elsa's eyes widened in shock.

"When I got there, he reminded me of the loan we took from him twenty-one years ago. He said the interest has now grown larger than the loan itself."

Elsa gasped. "Oh my God! I knew this would happen one day!" She broke into tears.

Wilford tried to console her. "Shh, my love. Crying won't help us now."

"But how will we repay him? We don't even have enough to send our daughter to school!" Elsa sobbed. Abigail, listening from outside, felt her heart shatter. She had never known about the debt her parents had hidden all these years.

Wilford continued, his voice grim. "He gave me two choices…"

"Two choices?" Elsa whispered.

"Yes."

"What are they?"

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📖 ✨ Author's note

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