Married To The Fake Broke Billionaire

Chapter 6

Word Count: 679 | Released on: 09/06/2026

was always

focating scent of lilies. Her uncle Warren's face, a mask of false sympathy,

a ma

ing delicate, crocodile tears. "How could you lie to us

gging her across the marble floor, her heels scraping. The heavy oak doors

ainst the old, rattling windowpane. Her heart hammered against her ribs

t a dream.

attered the night's quiet. A loud, v

BAM

e fumbled under her pillow, her fingers closing around the familiar shape of

y a slurred, angry male voice. The whole door frame

the lock gave way. The door flew

into the room. He reeked of stale cigarette smoke and c

"Get out," she hissed, her voice low and shaking

l 'em. It's my daddy's building. They can't do shit." He took

. "So you and the old loony are out. I need a place t

her voice rising in disbelief. "It

nted on," he sneered. "I'll give you back

bedroom doorway, his thin pajamas hanging off

im. "And take this usele

ing out to shove Althea toward th

button on the pepper spray,

were sharp, clear, and filled with a primal, protective rage. He m

Mitch with his f

His heel caught on the edge of the worn rug. He flai

e back of his head hit the sharp

s head. Althea gasped, pulling Arthur

mask of pain and fury. Blood was already matting his

mbling, bloody f

s glee. "You're done. I'm calling the cops. Assault!

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“Althea was once the beloved heiress of the wealthy Beaumont family. But a fake DNA test declared her an imposter, and she was thrown out onto the streets, left to run a greasy food truck just to keep her Alzheimer's grandfather alive. When the medical facility demanded twenty-two thousand dollars she didn't have, she made a desperate deal. She agreed to a three-month fake marriage with Darion Sharp, a terrifying, cold stranger who demanded absolute zero physical contact. She thought he was just a broke man renting a fancy life. But when thugs attacked her, his private army of suited men arrived in minutes, forcing her to move into his sterile penthouse. Living together was a nightmare. Just accidentally brushing his hand sent him into a violent, disgusted panic. When she accidentally saw the horrifying, brutal whip scars covering his back, he erupted into a murderous rage. "Out," he snarled, looking at her like he wanted to destroy her. Althea was terrified and trapped. She didn't understand what deadly underworld this traumatized man belonged to, just like she didn't understand why her own uncle and cousin had framed her and destroyed her life five years ago. But she refused to be a victim again. Clutching a locket with her parents' photo, she made a silent vow. She would survive this dangerous marriage, uncover the truth behind her family's betrayal, and take back everything they stole from her.”