Crazy Anabelle

The Convict Heiress: Marrying The Billionaire

Rollins Laman

The heavy thud of the release stamp was the only goodbye I got from the warden after five years in federal prison. I stepped out into the blinding sun, expecting the same flash of paparazzi bulbs that had seen me dragged away in handcuffs, but there was only a single black limousine idling on the shoulder of the road. Inside sat my mother and sister, clutching champagne and looking at my frayed coat with pure disgust. They didn't offer a welcome home; instead, they tossed a thick legal document onto the table and told me I was dead to the city. "Gavin and I are getting engaged," my sister Mia sneered, flicking a credit card at me like I was a stray dog. "He doesn't need a convict ex-fiancée hanging around." Even after I saved their lives from an armed kidnapping attempt by ramming the attackers off the road, they rewarded me by leaving me stranded in the dirt. When I finally ran into Gavin, the man who had framed me, he pinned me against a wall and threatened to send me back to a cell if I ever dared to show my face at their wedding. They had stolen my biotech research, ruined my name, and let me rot for half a decade while they lived off my brilliance. They thought they had broken me, leaving me with nothing but an expired chapstick and a few old photos in a plastic bag. What they didn't know was that I had spent those five years becoming "Dr. X," a shadow consultant with five hundred million dollars in crypto and a secret that would bring the city to its knees. I wasn't just a victim anymore; I was a weapon, and I was pregnant with the heir they thought they had erased. I walked into the Melton estate and made an offer to the most powerful man in New York. "I'll save your grandfather's life," I told Horatio Melton, staring him down. "But the price is your last name. I'm taking back what's mine, and I'm starting with the man who thinks he's marrying my sister."

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As she sat in the dimly lit confines of her car, the dashboard clock glowed 9:47 PM, casting an eerie blue hue on her tense features.

She was getting so nervous. It's been a year since she's seen her ex boyfriend after she was drugged and he saw them. He had stormed away angrily, breaking up with her the next day. Now he just called her saying he wants to discuss with her.

He told her to meet him at a restaurant by night. She had arrived ten minutes ago but she was shivering slightly, wondering what on earth he would want from her now.

Her phone, forgotten on the passenger seat, suddenly buzzed to life, shrill in the stillness.

The name on the display made her stomach twist into knots: Dominic.

A year had passed since their messy breakup, a year since he caught her drunk with someone else leaving him shattered. She begged, saying it was an accident but he left her.

Finally after what seemed like hours, she stepped out of the car, her stomach tightening into knots. The restaurant was exquisite and beautiful. She was ushered into a room by a waiter.

Dominic sat there in a table, sipping a cold wine. Tessa's heart thumped maddeningly, for no reason.

"Hi," she mumbled a greeting, still rooted to the spot.

Dominic looked up slowly but didn't say anything. His silence was palpable, heavy with unspoken emotions. His gaze was cold, almost evil. This isn't the same softhearted Dominic she knew a year ago. Her knees felt wobbly.

Then, Dominic's low, familiar tone sent shivers down her spine. "Hey, it's been a while. I hope you had no difficulty getting here?"

Tessa shook her head, gulping. The only difficulty she's experiencing right now was her irregular heartbeats.

"Still looking beautiful, Tessa." He smiled sweetly, his eyes raking the sexy blue dress she wore – his favorite color. She was still dashing and he smiled secretly, wickedly.

He damn despised her after everything but he sure as hell is in deep shit and she's the only one that could help him out.

"Thank you.." she replied uneasily, taking a seat opposite him.

She didn't know why she was breathless. Shit! She was dating and yet she's finding him attractive again. What the hell??? Her eyes couldn't stop staring at the perfectly sculpted man in front of her. Oh goodness....

"Let's get to business. I need a fake wife for a month. And you'll fit just perfectly.* He didn't mince words.

Tessa felt her heart stop at that moment.

Fake marriage????? What the hell???

"Are you nuts???" She screamed out, tossing her purse angrily that it crashed on the wall. It hit a beautifully decorated vase which was sent crashing into the floor.

"Chill, hothead. I'm running out of time Tess and you're the only one I could think of!!" Dominic said tersely, getting up slowly.

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