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Flash Marriage To My Best Friend's Father

Madel Cerda

I was once the heiress to the Solomon empire, but after it crumbled, I became the "charity case" ward of the wealthy Hyde family. For years, I lived in their shadows, clinging to the promise that Anson Hyde would always be my protector. That promise shattered when Anson walked into the ballroom with Claudine Chapman on his arm. Claudine was the girl who had spent years making my life a living hell, and now Anson was announcing their engagement to the world. The humiliation was instant. Guests sneered at my cheap dress, and a waiter intentionally sloshed champagne over me, knowing I was a nobody. Anson didn't even look my way; he was too busy whispering possessively to his new fiancée. I was a ghost in my own home, watching my protector celebrate with my tormentor. The betrayal burned. I realized I wasn't a ward; I was a pawn Anson had kept on a shelf until he found a better trade. I had no money, no allies, and a legal trust fund that Anson controlled with a flick of his wrist. Fleeing to the library, I stumbled into Dallas Koch-a titan of industry and my best friend's father. He was a wall of cold, absolute power that even the Hydes feared. "Marry me," I blurted out, desperate to find a shield Anson couldn't climb. Dallas didn't laugh. He pulled out a marriage agreement and a heavy fountain pen. "Sign," he commanded, his voice a low rumble. "But if you walk out that door with me, you never go back." I signed my name, trading my life for the only man dangerous enough to keep me safe.

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I had no idea that I had cried myself to sleep. I awoke to a sunny day outside. It's probably five in the morning. The butler arrives here before the maids, who arrive at six o'clock.

I recall what occurred the previous evening. Even though I want to cry now, I feel like my tears have dried up after crying last night. How is it going right now? What will I do next? Even though I want to leave, where am I going? How can I learn? Where will I call home?

I pulled my hair back and made a tight bun. I remained in that demon's room when I awoke once more.

I abhor him! You, Clyde Marcus Salvadore, are evil!

I got to my feet and began to get my garments off the floor. I dressed and stumbled out of the room. When I returned, the butler was shocked that I had emerged from our boss's room.

I questioned it: "N-Nathania? What happened to you? Are you in Clyde's room?"

I stumbled. "M-Man, I want to leave." I cried once more.

He questioned, "Ha?" "What are you saying?"

I walked up to him and gripped his hand firmly. I don't want to stay here any longer, so I want to leave.

He creased his forehead. He questioned again, "Did you cry? Your eyes are swollen; are you angry?"

I just replied and let go of his hand, "I'm leaving, man. I don't want to work here any longer. When I heard the voice of the man I despised, I was about to move forward.

He asked in a cold voice, "What's going on here?" The butler was all that the eyes were focused on. He could mess things up, and if he did, it would be as if he hadn't hurt me the previous evening.

I bowed as the butler said, "It's like Nathania. I don't know what happened to her, and she wants to leave here. She doesn't want to work anymore."

Please, "Can you just leave us alone?" I became perplexed at once. I also can't be left alone here! This demon's company is not what I want!

My eyes widened as Manang nodded, and I was about to take his hand once more when he moved away. My chest ached as I gulped.

There were a series of yet unclear queries, such as "What are you saying? You want to quit your job here? You want to leave?" His face shows no signs of emotion.

I wasn't sure if I should respond to him. I ultimately decided not to respond to him. I'm not sure if it's better for me or if he's still my employer. He is a demon without shame. He does not deserve my respect.

I ignored him and continued on. He grabbed my arm and yanked me away even before I had a chance to flee.

I yelled fiercely, "What!" I also acknowledged that I felt uneasy as he pulled me away. I believe last night traumatized me.

He released his hold on my arm after dragging me into his office.

I smacked him hard because I was so irritated and upset with him. They exchanged blows. to believe that I violated him more than he did!

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