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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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A heavy headache struck her.

Joanna Kelly tried to move slightly only to find her neck was more painful and her body was weak and aching.

She opened her eyes and found a crystal chandelier glittering brightly above in the white carved ceiling.

Then she looked around the luxury room and the large bed.

She was in a hotel.

Joanna eased herself and remembered everything.

"Joanna, I've been waiting for you to come back. Marry me!"

"Stay with me tonight." That whisper was full of affection and temptation.

Owen Howard and she would become a couple at last.

Surprised and astonished as she was that Owen was waiting for her and proposed once she came back after three years.

Suddenly the sound came when the door of the bathroom was opened. Joanna was blushed and felt her face burning, "Owe--" Owen.

She did not utter out that name before she was stunned by the man in front of her.

A tall and slim man walking out of the bathroom, with a bath towel wrapped around his waist, and his wheatish firm upper body naked. That face was clearly defined out. And he looked at her with one corner of his mouth curved up while the lights in his eyes were dimmed. The expression on his face was more than a smile.

—It was not Owen Howard at all!

Then who was he?!

Joanna rose from the bed quickly, leaving no consideration of her weak and aching body, dragged the quilt that slipped from her shoulder, and moved towards the corner of the bed.

"Who are you?" Joanna was so frightened that her voice sounded different from the usual.

That man walked casually towards her.

"That's the question that I am supposed to ask you."

He sat down on the bad directly, which made Joanna move backward to the corner and almost fell from the bed.

Had she worn any clothes, she would have run and left the room immediately.

"Who are you? And why are you on my bed?"

He got close to her and there was a hidden warning in his smiling eyes.

His bed?

She stayed with Owen last night and drank a lot of wine with him because she was so happy with that proposal.

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