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Billionaire Boss? Nah, Just A Possessive Husband!

Chapter 6 Chapter 6 Family Friend Yeah Right

Word Count: 1429    |    Released on: 22/11/2025

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my forehead slammed into the stee

belt, I would've gone stra

exploded acro

vision fill

ent, I grabbed a tissue, trying to

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umped out

d outside

switch and rolle

uniform, his glasses speckled with raindrops. Holding a

ss the damages, but my employer is in a rush. May I have your contact

t the movement triggered anoth

r, dragging my feet

m the Bentley was now

out my phone, and

he man tr

the police." I

mood for conversations-calling the cop

. I saw him speaking to someone in the back seat-a

rain struck harder now, agg

I'd like to report a traff

again-no first-aid kit, just d

to find

y didn't budge. I kep

ice cruiser arrived-alongs

ley's do

first with an umbrella,

n em

eled features and the commanding pres

readable from a distance,

ers away, the moment he sensed my g

I swore I'd s

n my skull made it

er, murmured something, then walked t

had already opened

jogged toward m

t is soaked. Ple

oked

rned translucent, my b

ssment as I quickly slipped

le before heading off t

silently, disappearing i

last glimpse of that man's

A faint, clean sandalwood scent clung to the

minor a

I signed it and exchanged contact info

me to the hospita

ized calling the police mi

willing to handle

I said. "I was in a bad m

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et dry cleaned and

say something but thought

f to the near

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keys in my wallet, but Cary

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awful, but his absurd lo

I risked my life ju

ego on

I said, reaching out. "No

ed about the trip. But if I told you t

o remind me, once again, that I'm not good enough for you. She's been running th

rophy wife. I don't get

ed again. I'd

just a friend. Our families go way back. My m

member." I pulled the jacket tight

wered. "Can you swear you wo

ot back. "Yes, our marriage is contractual. But that contract

ed. "I'll make sure what happ

idea what exa

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anya to quit her

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tart the c

the collar-his scent hit me

Cary noticed

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jacket

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th you?!" I shouted, openi

ked me back in. Then he l

jaw, refusin

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did he growl, "Don't play games with me. I

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dry clean it bef

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lit up. One

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Billionaire Boss? Nah, Just A Possessive Husband!
Billionaire Boss? Nah, Just A Possessive Husband!
“I just got my billionaire husband to sign our divorce papers. He thinks it's another business document. Our marriage was a business transaction. I was his secretary by day, his invisible wife by night. He got a CEO title and a rebellion against his mother; I got the money to save mine. The only rule? Don't fall in love. I broke it. He didn't. So I'm cashing out. Thirty days from now, I'm gone. But now he's noticing me. Touching me. Claiming me. The same man who flaunts his mistresses is suddenly burning down a nightclub because another man insulted me. He says he'll never let me go. But he has no idea I'm already halfway out the door. How far will a billionaire go to keep a wife he never wanted until she tried to leave?”