Love Under One Roof Chinese Drama

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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The mansion towered above her like a silent warning.

Elena Blake tightened her grip on her small travel bag, her palms damp with sweat as she stared at the sprawling black-glass structure. It was the kind of mansion built for kings, not for twenty-two-year-old girls who had never left the outskirts of Benford their entire life.

A cold wind swept through the driveway, carrying the scent of rain and something else-

danger.

Elena swallowed.

"This is just a job," she whispered to herself.

"A housemaid job. You need this. You have to do this."

Her mother's hospital bill flashed in her mind. The number was so high it made her stomach twist. She needed work-any work-and this was the first offer that didn't turn her away after seeing her CV.

But still... why did a billionaire need a live-in housemaid urgently? And why did the online advert disappear minutes after she applied?

Before she could think too long, the huge iron gate buzzed, slowly sliding open.

A tall man in a fitted black suit stepped out. Sharp jawline. Slick hair. Emotionless eyes.

He looked like a walking security system.

"You're the applicant?" he asked.

"Yes. Elena. Elena Blake." She stuttered.

He gave a stiff nod.

"I'm Mr. Adrian Harrington's personal aide. Follow me."

Her heart jumped.

Adrian Cole Harrington.

Tech billionaire. Cold. Reclusive. The man whose scandals and heartbreaks were whispered across tabloids like forbidden secrets.

Elena inhaled shakily and followed the aide through a manicured stone path leading toward two giant black doors.

The mansion swallowed her in silence.

Inside was even more intimidating-white marble floors, tall chandeliers dripping with crystals, and walls echoing with emptiness.

"Wait here," the aide said before disappearing behind a large oak door.

Elena stood alone.

Her shoes squeaked softly. Her breath trembled. She didn't belong here-anyone could see it. The gold and silver everywhere made her feel like a misplaced stain in someone else's world.

Maybe I shouldn't be here.

Before she could turn to leave, the air shifted-cold and sharp.

Someone was watching her.

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