The Billionaire's Revenge Contract
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Billionaire
Revenge
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When Harper catches her fiancé and business partner, Vanessa, in a devastating betrayal, her world shatters. Vanessa doesn't just steal her man—she publicly claims him and pushes Harper out of their firm. Enter Silas Vance, Vanessa's terrifyingly powerful billionaire brother. Silas needs a wife to secure his empire and strip Vanessa of her trust fund. He offers Harper a contract: marry him, play the adoring wife, and destroy the people who broke her. But Silas has been watching Harper for years, and his terms might be far more permanent than a simple revenge plot.
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Chapter 1
The rain lashed against the floor-to-ceiling windows of Quinn & Vance Architectural Design, casting elongated, distorted shadows across the hardwood floors. Harper Quinn stood in the private elevator, her damp trench coat clinging to her shoulders, clutching a leather-bound portfolio to her chest. It was 11:45 PM on a Friday, a time when any normal twenty-six-year-old would be out celebrating their anniversary. But Harper was a creator, an architect obsessed with perfection, and she had left her final blueprints for the downtown gallery project on her drafting table. Julian would understand. He always did. "Just grab the sketches and get back to the restaurant," Harper muttered to herself, watching the digital floor indicator climb to the penthouse level. Julian Hayes, her fiancé of two years, was supposed to be waiting for her at L’Aura with a bottle of champagne. He was charming, supportive, and the perfect counterbalance to her relentless work ethic. And Vanessa—Vanessa Vance, her business partner and best friend—had practically shoved Harper out the door earlier that evening, telling her to go be in love.The elevator doors slid open with a soft ping. The reception area was dark, illuminated only by the neon glow of the city skyline outside. Harper stepped onto the plush carpet, her heels silent, shaking the rain from her umbrella. As she rounded the corner toward the main studio, a sound broke the silence of the empty office. A soft, breathless laugh. Harper froze. Her guarded instincts, honed from years of fighting for her place in a male-dominated industry, flared to life. She crept closer to the frosted glass doors of her private design suite. The lights were off, but the door was slightly ajar. "Julian, wait, the blueprints—" a woman’s voice gasped. "Forget the blueprints," a male voice murmured, low and thick with desire. "They’re in the way."Harper’s breath hitched in her throat. The leather portfolio slipped from her numb fingers, hitting the floor with a resounding, heavy smack. The rustling inside the office stopped instantly. "Who’s there?" Julian’s voice rang out, laced with a sudden, panicked sharp edge. Harper pushed the glass door open. The ambient light from the streetlamps outside spilled over her custom-built oak drafting table—the very table where she had designed the firm's first major award-winning project. But right now, it was occupied by Julian Hayes and Vanessa Vance. Vanessa was sitting on the edge of the table, her designer silk blouse unbuttoned to her navel, her expensive stilettos tangled in the massive sheets of architectural vellum that Harper had spent three weeks drawing. Julian was standing between her legs, his tie undone, his hands hurriedly trying to fix his belt.
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