Blaze of Glory Special Operations 2 VK

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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"Hey you, what did I just say?" The teacher howled at her. "I am talking to you, Miss Joy," the teacher said when she realized the girl wasn't conceding, and the anger in her voice could be heard.

"Miss Joy!!" The teacher yelled again, and this time she banged her fist on the table of the young tan-skinned girl.

"I'm sorry," she confessed quickly, trying her best to resist the gaze of her classmates. "I'm just... hmm. You know what, forget it." She sputtered.

One of the students said, "Perhaps she got her vagina licked by a dog," and the rest erupted into laughter.

That is it. Joy hates them because they won't stop prying their noses into her business, but what other choices does she have?

"No, she probably lost her lunch fees again." Another says, and the students feign a sorry look.

"I'm sorry ma'am!" Joy laments, her gaze now staring at the floor, and she is trying her best not to cry at the same time.

They are all bitches. She thought. Aren't they the ones that made her lose her lunch surcharges? That is how they have been doing it ever since she began schooling here.

Well, she'd already been exonerated of it. Ever since her first day at school, Rebecca and her crew have been bullying her.

Could she blame them?

Hell No! That is how it had been ever since she was old enough to untangle left from right. It begins at a young age. This is the fourth school she has been to in three months, and she is not ready to change schools again.

Besides, she is in her final year, and there are just two weeks left until school goes on vacation. Perhaps, that is how she chooses her destiny.

They will be starting their final-year exams next week. Just a week left. She assured herself. Everything would soon end well.

She couldn't report Rebecca and her crew. She had heard that her father was the owner of Mega Mercy Model School. Moreover, she had heard of all the terrible things that happened to everyone who reported Rebecca to the headmistress. That is her father's wife.

Either they were expelled the next day, or they ended up losing their arm or leg. No way! Joy shook her head. She couldn't let that happen. She had been patient enough, and she couldn't destroy everything she had been enduring due to a single day of anger.

Besides, she believes that anger is a demon. If you allowed the demon to take over, it would tarnish everything you have ever worked hard for.

Moreover, fighting back isn't an option. Wait a minute, can she even beat Rebecca and her squad? If she tries it, then her mother should be digging her grave or ready to waste her power on her again.

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