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Maeve: Return Of The Media Queen

WARNING! Contains high Smut scenes. NO RAPE! And, heartwarming romance. Don't read if your heart cannot take love, anger or pain. ---- Her husband pees in her each time they f*cked and she thought it was cum till the day she started rotting... . . Maeve had it all, a heavenly voice, global fame, and a heart that believed in love. And a man who loves her back. Crowned the world's most beloved singer, she gave everything to her music, her fans, and the people she loved. But behind her spotlight was a stage of betrayal. Each time Maeve poured her soul into a new melody, her rival would mysteriously release the exact song first. Branded a fraud, mocked by the industry, and abandoned by her own family, Maeve’s fall from grace was brutal and public. As if that was not all, her husband poisoned her from the inside out. Using her body as his playground for a cruel, sick plan until she began to decay. His cum was plentiful, she always bragged to her friends how good he filled her, but it was pee. Her insides reeked like dead meat. Her discharge was a grey mucus. In the end, Maeve died alone, desperate for answers. Until she wakes up, alive. Back to the very day her nightmare began. This time, she knows the lies behind the smiles... She knows who will stab her back, and when... And she’s ready to rewrite her story… one brutal note at a time. And it seems the universe is already on her side. Giving her a little advantage. She had a tiny timsy power too. Anytime Maeve sings, everyone automatically likes her again, whether it be humming or not. So this time, maybe those scandals might turn in her favor. Excerpts, "You dare not leave me Maeve, you have no one beside me." "Is that so?" Maeve asked her ex and then immediately went to her social media account and made a post. "@Clayton Grey, will you marry me?" The world thought it was a joke. People mocked and laughed at her gut. Clayton Grey is the richest man in the world. A man whose identity is barely known, why would he marry a cast-off like you? But in less than a minute, Clayton Grey, shocked the world. "@Maevedarling Yes, meet me in my office tomorrow." . . For more info on the book, follow me on all socials, @Sspears and TikTok @kourtneysspears. #Quickened by his glory! Elroi!
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The CEO’s Temporary Wife

Selena Ward had been pacing for almost an hour, her hands shaking as she clutched the emergency report the nurse handed her. Her mother had collapsed again—only this time, she didn’t wake up. A doctor finally stepped out of the ICU. “Miss Ward… we need to operate immediately. She has internal bleeding. Without surgery, her chances are very low.” Selena swallowed, her voice barely a whisper. “H-how much?” The doctor hesitated. “A little over ten million naira.” Ten million. She didn’t even have ten thousand. Her legs felt weak. Her vision blurred. Ten million might as well have been a hundred billion. She had no relatives, no savings, and the landlord was already threatening to kick them out. “Please,” she begged, “can’t you do the surgery and I’ll pay later?” “We can’t. Hospital policy.” Selena felt her world collapsing in slow motion. She pressed her hand against her mouth and walked back to the hallway, tears burning her eyes. She didn’t notice the tall man standing at the far end of the corridor until she walked right past him and heard a deep, cold voice: “Miss Ward.” She froze. Slowly, she turned. The man approaching her looked out of place in the shabby hospital—tall, sharply dressed, and intimidatingly handsome. His aura alone made people step aside. He stopped in front of her, eyes unreadable. “Jace… Ariston?” she whispered. She had seen him once before—when she worked a small catering job at one of his company’s events. The billionaire CEO who people whispered about like he was some rumored storm. “Yes.” His tone was cool, controlled. “I heard your mother was admitted.” Selena frowned. “Why would you care?” “Because,” he said, slipping his hands into his pockets, “I came to offer you a deal.” Her heart raced. “What kind of deal?” “A marriage contract.” Selena almost laughed. Almost. But she was too tired, too broken. “Is this a joke?” “No,” he replied, voice dangerously calm. “I need a wife. Immediately.” She stared at him, not sure if the shock or confusion was stronger. Jace continued, expression sharp as glass. “My grandfather’s inheritance can only be claimed by a married heir. I need someone—someone with no ties, no scandals, no family interference.” Selena felt her stomach twist. “And why me?” His gaze slid down to her trembling hands, then back to her eyes. “Because you’re desperate enough to accept. And because I can offer you what you need.”
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