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My Billionaire Boss's Secret Heir

Chapter 3 The Devil's Proposal

Word Count: 1034    |    Released on: 09/06/2026

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rtment building. The yellow cab pulled over with a

ind was somewhere else entirely. For the third time in ten minutes, I rummaged throu

e USB drive containing Ethan Blackwell

when my fingers finally closed

en counter, I would have bee

Blackwell meant mistakes weren't tole

ut the window. Every day, I told myself I should quit. E

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barely cover

without connections. Not without powerful family members. Not wit

lse fought

instead of leaving her untreated. At least Leo could stay in sch

idn't have a choice. The taxi finally pul

the city like a monument to wealth and

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in days. I was drowning in debt. My mother was battling cancer. A

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stood alone inside the mirrored cabin a

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open. I stepped onto the executive floor. T

stood outside Ethan's

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gh the floor-to-ceiling windows behind him, casting the city skyline

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inued reviewing documents as though I weren't

in my ears. Finally, he set his pen down. His gray eye

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or the first time in my life, the solution to all my problems was si

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“"It's a contract, Ethan. You don't even like me," she said. "So?" he replied, moving closer to her now. He slid his hand on her waist, yanking her forward. Now face to face, he said, "I want you. I need you. I want to ruin you." He kissed her hard, then stopped, took a long pause, and looked directly into her eyes. "Do you want me to stop?" She stood there speechless as her body trembled from his touch. He grabbed her chin, eyes filled with insatiable hunger. "Say the word, sweetheart," he whispered, "and I'll have you right here." And damn, she wished he had already. CEO Ethan Blackwell needs a bride to claim the company before his thirtieth birthday, as stated in his grandfather's will. Sophia Hart, his secretary, needs money that only God-or her boss-can provide to save her dying mother. One night with her billionaire boss changed everything. He's offering her millions for a fake marriage without even knowing she's hiding his baby. She's three weeks pregnant with his child. Someone is about to find out the hard way that nothing stays a secret forever. This deal just got messy.”