Marie Smith, a twenty five year old who found herself married to the man she'd dreamt of being with her entire life. She'd ended up with the celebrity of her dream, but then the marriage didn't end up being what she'd expected it to be.

Henry Smith, a thirty year old successful billionaire who'd created his fame and wealth on his own. He's got the charm every female wants in a man, but lacks one thing. Being a good husband.

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"Henry, let's get a divorce." I'd said it. The word I'd wanted to say for a year already.

His gaze shifted from the papers to mine, and he held it.

"Please, just free me from this bondage you call marriage." I needed freedom, and I hoped he also felt the same need.

He straightened his brows, checking the time on his obviously extremely expensive wrist watch, like he was late for somewhere and I was stopping him from leaving.

He turned back to me, looking as uninterested as ever.

As I stared at his features, I realized how easily it was to fall for such a handsome face.

I mean, who on earth would not fall for his chiseled jawline and defined facial structure that exuded confidence. His subtly curved lips with his sharp cheekbones and straight nose always caught the attention of every single female on earth.

It didn't help that he had to be born with beautiful green eyes, an unexpected contrast to his black hair which added to the beauty of his deep set eyes, adding depth and mystery.

Broad shoulders and chest that seemed chiseled from granite filled out his athletic build, there was no way that saw him wouldn't end up drooling over him.

I mean, he literally towers of everyone at six foot two inches with six fucking packs and an extremely hot stature.

So yeah, I was also part of those female drooling over him till we actually got married-

"No." His voice snapped me out of my admiration town.

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What happens when Henry asks her to wait a year till they get a divorce and she finds herself actually getting attracted to him again?
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