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From Heartbreak To CEO's Protected Bride

Chapter 5 

Word Count: 703    |    Released on: Today at 10:30

was a low baritone, smooth a

f unwelcome familiarity through her. She pushed the feeli

ed, extending a ha

warm and dry. The contact lasted only a second

h unspoken questions. Julia decided to be direct. There was n

arried urgently. This is a transaction." She laid it all out-her mother's illness, the crushing debt, the dead

nk mask, his dark eyes unreadable. It was like talking to a statue.

ere in your personal life," she added quickly. "We

hing her completely off guard. "Y

ow did he know

d coolly, "It was in the backgr

f course. He'd had her investigated. "Yes," sh

t she thought she saw something

er. "The file also mentioned you spent the night at the Four Seasons tw

r deepest shame. She gripped her hands together in her lap, her nails digging into

slide out of the booth. "I'm sorry. If this is a

. It wasn't a reque

seat, trapped by the

hen he said the last thing she ever expec

ank. "Now?" she

ncing at the expensive watch on his wris

o place. "Why?" she demanded, her voice sharp. "Why wou

orate merger. "Your past is irrelevant. What matters i

nson, she couldn't afford to be naive. She met his g

e firm, "I need to see a full financial bac

d by her audacity. Instead, one of his dark eyebr

," he

er, a man in a suit appeared at their table, holding a sealed manila envel

across the table to her.

aze, Julia broke the s

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From Heartbreak To CEO's Protected Bride
From Heartbreak To CEO's Protected Bride
“The hospital's final notice cut through my life like a razor, demanding a fortune I didn't have to keep my mother alive. I was desperate, clinging to the hope that my boyfriend, Branson, would finally step up and marry me to secure our future. When I rushed to his hotel suite, desperate for his support, a man pulled me into the darkness. I thought it was Branson, but the rough, possessive touch and the stranger's scent told a different story. I was trapped in a haze of panic and exhaustion, surrendering to a force that wasn't the man I loved. The next morning, I woke up alone to a cold text message: Branson had left for an emergency meeting. The horrifying realization hit me like a physical blow-I had been betrayed, used, and violated by a stranger while my supposed partner was nowhere to be found. When I finally confronted Branson at his club, he laughed at the idea of marrying me, calling me a pathetic "placeholder" and a "money furnace" while he waited for his ex to return. My world shattered into a thousand pieces. How could three years of devotion turn into such a cruel, calculated lie? I walked away, but I couldn't let my mother die. I needed a husband, and I needed one now. I turned to a stranger, a powerful executive named Julian Sinclair, and offered him a transaction: a marriage of convenience in exchange for my mother's life. He didn't ask for love, only for me to play the part of his wife. I signed the contract, never realizing that my new husband was the man who had just bought my entire company-and that our dangerous game was only just beginning.”