My Contract Husband Hides His Billions

Chapter 2

Word Count: 738 | Released on: 17/06/2026

shock after the suffocating tension in the coffee shop. I

with her mother. Lost in thought, she slowed to a halt near a storefront, trying to steady her breathing. She didn't no

up to apologize. Her words caught in her

s touch was firm but gentle. "It's alright," his

barrassment. "It's you. Sorr

arms. "You handled it with grac

oked at him properly for the first time. He was handsome, in a quiet, understated wa

e asked, frowning slight

ve been formally introduced. I'm Hunter Orozco. I wa

he background of Leo's college photos sharpened into focus.

lt like a lifeline. It eased the awkwardness of the sit

smile finally reaching her eyes. "W

" he replied smoothly, the pre-prepared line roll

ctly plausible. Anika nodded, acce

ently in her purse, a frantic, insistent b

and declined the call. A second

s sympathetic. "

ding here with her brother's old roommate, a near

beside them. The words felt heavy on her tongue. She didn't mention Kyle-that

e tight with the effort of maintaining her composure. "She

eyes. He didn't need a private investigator to tell him about Kyle Tucker. Leo's late-night rants during their senio

ird time. Defeated, Ani

rill and furious, erupted from the speaker. "Anika, Mr. Price

hes from her ear. Hunter could

ng with your life? I'm giving you one week, Anika! One week to find a suitable

eat hung in the air between

ed the phone. She looked up at Hunter, her eyes wide w

agged breath. It wasn't a statement. It

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“My mother gave me an impossible ultimatum: find a wealthy man to marry in one week, or endure three agonizing blind dates every single day. Driven to the edge after being humiliated by her latest arrogant candidate, I made a reckless move. I asked my brother's old college roommate, Hunter, a seemingly average project manager, to be my fake boyfriend. He calmly rejected the idea, telling me a fake boyfriend wouldn't stop my mother. Instead, he suggested a legally binding marriage of convenience. Exhausted by the constant pressure and still haunted by my ex who left me for a rich heiress, I actually agreed. Within hours, we signed a strict one-year contract and got our marriage license. I thought I had found the perfect, harmless loophole to buy my freedom. But my illusion shattered when my brother called in a panic, screaming that the man I just married was a ruthless, manipulative shark. My anxiety spiked further when my cheating ex suddenly showed up at my coffee shop, begging to get back together. Before I could react, Hunter stepped out of the shadows. The gentle project manager vanished, replaced by a man with glacial eyes and terrifying, absolute authority. "I'm her husband." His voice left no room for argument. Staring at the expensive Bentley he drove and the man who just effortlessly claimed me, I finally realized the terrifying truth. I hadn't married an ordinary man at all, and he had no intention of letting this just be a contract.”