Married To The Fake Broke Billionaire

Author: Sisi Qingwang

Chapter 1

Word Count: 1096 | Released on: 09/06/2026

l the food truck a

, who had arrived twenty minutes late, was wiping down an alread

words felt tigh

p, the fabric shiny under the dim lighting of the Brooklyn coffee shop. "My

wasted her one free afternoon for this. "I nee

heimer's? Just put him in a state-run facility. The cheape

it all faded into a dull roar in her ears. Her hand, moving on its own, closed around the gl

lifted the glass and calmly emptie

heap tie. He let out a strangled yelp, jumping to his feet s

barista paused, mi

shrieked, water dri

ainst her ribs, but her voice was steady, dangerously low. "Watch your m

shoved his way past other customers and burst through the ca

oth, the fabric sticking to her skin. A wave of exhaustion washed over her, so profound it felt like a physi

grinning, a stolen bite of her cotton candy on his lips, his eyes still bright and full of life. Before the disease had stolen those mome

lowered his cup of black coffee. He had watched the

mur. "Sir, I just received a call from the hospital. Mr

perceptible movement, his body recoiling from the potential contact. His gaze drifted back across the room, settling on the woman

his s

he single button of his custom-tailored suit jacket, th

istance between them. He didn't hesitate, pulling out th

vious companion. He was impossibly handsome, with sharp, severe features and eyes so dark they seemed to ab

le. It was thick, expensive cardstock, the lettering a cris

t back. "I'm not buying insurance,

ed his fingers on the table, his gaze direct and unnervingly intense. "I nee

g or he was certifiably insane. This had to be some kind of

cility is precisely twenty-two thousand, four hundred and fifty dollars,

he ice water she'd thrown, washed through her. "How do

ur's medical expenses, past and future. In return,

e facility. The constant, gnawing fear of having to move Arthur to a place like the one that

. The fight went out of her, repla

he contract is for three months. And we lead s

dark eyes. "Agreed," he said. "With one additional clause. There

ent passing between two strangers in a Brooklyn coffee sh

s wrist. "Good," he said, his tone devoid

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“Althea threw ice water in her blind date's face-and walked out without looking back. That should have been the end of it. But the man who saw everything from the corner of the cafe had other plans. Darion Sharp was cold, controlling, and utterly untouchable. He didn't date. He didn't touch. He didn't let anyone close. But his dying grandfather's final wish was to see him married-so he made Althea an offer she couldn't refuse: Marry me, and I'll pay for your grandfather's medical care. Three months. Separate lives. No physical contact. It should have been simple. But the man who demanded a three-foot radius of personal space had a past written in scars across his back. The woman who sold tacos from a food truck had once been the heir to a media empire-until Althea's family framed her as a fraud and threw her out like garbage. Now she's living in his penthouse, hiding her grill pans from his obsessive cleanliness, waking up to find her grandfather wandering into dangerous streets-and discovering that her cold, distant husband isn't just wealthy. He's dangerous. When thugs corner Althea in an alley, he walks through the filth in a thousand-dollar suit to stand between her and them. When her landlord kicks her out at midnight, his security team arrives before she can finish her sentence. She thought she was marrying a man in debt. She thought she could handle a transactional arrangement. Althea was wrong about everything. Because the man who flinched at her touch is the same man who tossed his jacket over her shoulders in the rain. The man who hid scars from a brutal past is the same man who crashed a board meeting to answer her call. She's not just his wife. She's his weakness. And Althea is about to discover that the secrets he's keeping are only the beginning. "Pray you never have a reason to use that number." She had a reason. And now there's no going back.”