The Defective Heiress: Flash Marriage to Mr. Hotshot.
She was bred for a single purpose: to be the perfect wife.
Except perfect wasn't exactly how everyone described Noah...Her own father labeled her 'Defective' because of her stutter. She was too short. Too plain. Swears a lot. And rebellious as hell.
Created as a corporate pawn in a billion-dollar merger, Noah has spent her life being groomed for one man: Kincade Essex –the ruthless heir of Essex group
She knew that a day would come when she would accept her fate and marry this nightmare of man that terrified her, what she didn't expect was to meet Kincade for the first time, fall for the breathtaking Kincade...hop on the Kincade Express - tum tum! all in a space of an hour.
Except now, the man that was standing in front of her claiming to be the real Kincade, looked nothing like the man, who spent a better part of last night in between her legs.
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"So, let me get this straight," James said, his voice tight. "Your father sent you to make peace with your half-brother, Kincade Essex. A move that would have finally solidify your claim on your father's Essex group. And you… you slept with the bride? Your brother's bride?"
Caid took a slow sip of his drink. "Yes," he replied, his voice calm. Too calm for James's liking.
James stared at him, waiting for more. When nothing came, he threw his hands up.
"Hmm, okay. You couldn't resist. Do you know how fucked up it is to accept an invitation to your half brother's engagement party and then proceed to fuck the fucking bride! CAID!"
"I did resist," Caid said, setting his glass down with a soft click.
A flicker of hope crossed James's face. Good. Maybe his friend wasn't completely bonkers
"Good. Okay, good. Maybe she seduced you? I can work with that. How long did you resist for?"
Cade looked him dead in the eye, his face utterly serious. "Five minutes, fifteen seconds. I counted."
The hope on James's face died a sudden, painful death. "Five…" he sputtered. "Five minutes? Like one, two, three, four, five minutes?"
"And fifteen seconds," Caid clarified "I like the fifteen seconds noted. Yes. That was about how long I lasted before I succumbed. And we fucked"
James turned around on his heel, pointing a frantic finger at the young man nervously hovering by the door. "Trey! Secretary Trey! We need to draft an apology letter to Kincade Essex. Now! Claim temporary insanity. Or amnesia! Claim Alien abduction for all I know! Anything to salvage this situation!" He glared back at Caid. "Caid here will sign it. Won't you, Caid?"
"I will," Caid answered, his tone agreeable.
Trey, the new secretary, pulled out a tablet, his fingers trembling. "H-how many pages do you think it will take, sir? One?"
"A page, right Caid?" James prompted, his voice pleading.
"Yeah," Caid said, nodding thoughtfully. "And 19,999 pages more."
The room went silent. James's jaw went slack. Trey's finger froze over his screen.
"Twenty thous— Why would we need so many?" James finally managed to ask, his voice a whisper.
Caid pushed off the desk.his presence suddenly filling the room. "I figured I'd write my apologies in advance. Make the job easier on poor Trey."
"In… in advance?" James stammered.
"Yes," Cade said, his voice dropping to a low, determined rumble. "That's how many more times I plan on watching her cum on my c*ck." He paused, seeing the sheer horror on James's face. "Don't worry, I accounted for the times she would be with my babies. I'm thinking four. So, 20,000 pages ought to do it." He raised an eyebrow. "Any more questions?"
James just stared at him, his professional composure completely shattered. He found his voice, weak and disbelieving.
"Just one. Have you gone completely mad?"
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