Blurb
Celeste was married to a Mafia Don, by the name Xenois Kingston on a contract marriage, that would last 6 years.
The deal was that Celeste would give him children during that period and after the end of the 6 year contract, he would offer her $100,000,000,000, divorce her and keep the children as his.
Celeste, an orphan, abandoned by the orphanage she grew up in at the age of 18 had nothing to lose and agreed to the deal.
6 years later, Celeste is now 24 years and mother to triplets boys; Lake, Troy and Soren. The contract is coming to an end this month and rumors has it that Xenois true love Claudia Hale is returning back to the city after 6  years of absence.

Xenois handed her the divorce papers that morning only for him to get into a car accident on the way to the hospital and suffers from amnesia.

To Xenois, he's in love with his wife and kids and a very attentive father and husband and is surprised to find out that Celeste planned on divorcing him. He is determined to make his wife fall for him and be a better father to their children. Things seem like a fairytale for Celeste who is desperate to hold on to this illusion after she had fallen for her husband in their third year of their marriage and stayed with an unrequited love. She knows what she's doing is cruel but she wants to enjoy it while it lasts.

But Claudia Hale won't rest until she gets rid of the obstacle named Celeste and marries her heartthrob Xenois.

Will Xenois recover his memory and better yet, once he does, does Celeste still stand a chance at winning the heart of her husband or would she be accused of having a hand in his amnesia.

My Contracted Husband, The Heartless CEO has Amnesia?!

Chapter30: Under Fire

Chapter 8: The Compromise
Celeste suddenly stepped forward, her hand gentle on my arm, gaining my attention as I turned to look at her.
"Maybe Dmitri could pick her up," she suggested softly. "Take her to a hotel. Make sure she's settled comfortably."
I looked at my wife – my wife, not my business...

Chapter 8: The Compromise 
Celeste suddenly stepped forward, her hand gentle on my arm, gaining my attention as I turned to look at her. 
"Maybe Dmitri could pick her up," she suggested softly. "Take her to a hotel. Make sure she's settled comfortably."
I looked at my wife – my wife, not my business...