Blind Billionaire Bride

I Woke Up Married To A Stranger Hockey Prince

Jasmine Writes

I woke up married to a stranger. Not just any stranger. Garrick Sinclair-the cold, ruthless captain of the Chicago Mustangs, the man every woman in Chicago dreamed of and every sensible woman stayed away from. I didn't remember marrying him. I didn't even remember sleeping with him. Yet there was a diamond ring on my finger, a marriage certificate beside the bed, and Garrick looking at me like I was nothing more than another gold digger trying to get her hands on his money. He offered me cash to disappear. I wanted nothing from him except the truth. But then his adoptive father died, leaving behind a shocking condition for Garrick's inheritance: He had to be married. Suddenly, the marriage neither of us remembered became the only thing protecting his family's billion-dollar empire. Then my mother was murdered. I came home to find her dead among the roses she loved, only to wake up in a police station as the prime suspect. My home was a crime scene. My mother was gone. And I had nowhere left to turn. Except the husband who had once wanted me gone. Garrick got me out of jail and pulled me into his world. But the closer we became, the stranger everything felt. Whenever he touched me, he remembered things he had forgotten. A locked room. A terrified little boy. A girl in a pink dress. And a promise made in the dark. I thought my marriage to Garrick was the worst mistake of my life. Now I'm starting to wonder if it was the one thing that was never a mistake at all. Because I may not be a stranger to Garrick Sinclair. I may be the missing piece of his darkest memory. And someone has already killed once to make sure we never remember the truth.

Romance Suspense Contract marriage Arranged Marriage Billionaire One-night Stand Dark Romance Sports Romance (Hockey/Football/Soccer/MMA/Swimming)

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BLIND BILLIONAIRE BRIDE

(Making an ability out of a disability)

EPISODE ONE

THEME: The Inception

CHICAGO, UNITED STATE OF AMERICA

BRYANT MANSION: IN IAN’S ROOM

The door swung open revealing a well built man at the entrance with a deep frown grazing his face. He was left with no choice than to open up the door after knocking several time but got no response.

“Young master.” Owen called out to Ian Bryant who pretended to be asleep in his bed. “Young master Ian.” He repeated but got no response. “Good morning, sir Ian.” Owen greeted as he went to the window and pulled up the curtains.

“Shut the fuck up Owen! And get the hell out of my room!” Ian Bryant threw a pillow at his bodyguard but it didn’t get to the target. The eighteen years boy was so pissed.

“Young master—“

Ian interrupted him. "Can't you fucking see that I am sleeping?!" He threw his alarm at Owen but he dodged it.

“Please forgive me Sir Ian but the big boss wants to see you.” Owen did well at dodging everything the young master threw at him.

“You are so annoying! Go and tell that old man that I am sleeping.” Ian Bryant commanded his bodyguard as lay back down on the bed.

“But the big boss knows you should be awake by this time.” Owen replied.

“Just go and him that I am sick and can't come to see him.” Ian instructed.

“I am sorry young master but I can't tell him that to the big boss.” Owen responded with a straight face.

“You are such an idiot Owen! You should do as I say because you are my bodyguard! You fool!” Ian Bryant hissed out.

“Forgive me sir, I am well aware that I am your personal bodyguard but Mr Bryant pays me.” Owen closed the door and walked closer to the bed.

Ian sat up on the bed and pointed his finger at his bodyguard. “But you should be most loyal to me. You are so annoying Owen!” He lay back down and threw the blanket over his face.

“Sir -“ Owen was cut off by the opening of the door as Mr Jack Bryant walked into the room.

“What are you still doing in bed by this time?” Mr Jack Bryant baritone voice echoed in the room.

“Sleeping.” Ian mumbled but enough for his dad to hear him.

“Get up Ian, today is Lorna's birthday and she is expecting you to be the first person to give her a present.” Mr Jack Bryant reminded him.

Ian knew what’s happening today that’s why he didn’t want to get up from the bed. “Listen dad, I am not a kid anymore. To be honest, I am sick and tired of giving gifts to Lorna every year for no specific reason.” He complained from under the blanket.

Mr Jack Bryant walked closer to the bed and removed the blanket from his son’s body. “Get ready in five minutes.” He said in a commanding tone.

“Five minutes?” Ian screwed up his face.

“Yes and look your best. I don't want Mason to take your place in Lorna's heart.” Mr Jack Bryant replied with a serious look on his face.

“Well I hope he takes my place in Lorna’s heart.” Ian pouted.

Mr Jack tucked his hands into his pocket. “Then if Lorna falls in love with Mason instead of you be ready to —“

“Leave the state and stay with Aunt Elise in Idaho or go into the military or lose your inheritance.” Ian completed his dad’s intended statement.

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