Matched to a Billionaire Husband by the DDA

Chapter 4 Ransom and a Hidden Past

Word Count: 760 | Released on: 17/08/2026

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er eyes narrowed.

or instance, I happen to know that your father, a Mr. Sam Burch, is currently at Florida General Ho

lammed her hands on the table, leaning forwa

comprehensive understanding of Mr. Beaumont's 'legal partner.' W

gest biomedical firm in the country. We have a priority channel for organ d

ffocating. Her cooperation wasn't just for a

m a pure, unadulterated rage. They were using her fathe

mug face and laughed, a

her voice like ice. "You go back and tell Dane Beau

ivered the final blow. "...that some things can't be bo

about the Sterling family's quiet search for another "genetic mat

ed open the door and slipped out the back of the café, disa

ed Dane's number. "Sir, we have a situation. The girl

ly mermaid in the world. When she enters the water, a gorgeous mermaid tail emerge

e ended the call with Marcu

hrough a highly encrypted channel. "Boss, this is.

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, the paper crink

s face was a storm of shock, anger, and something else..

folder shut, his

, he spoke to Justen. "Turn the plane

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look in his eyes silence

urn the pl

eping arc, heading back towar

ad against the cool glass, exhausted. She watched the c

she had foug

she had just a

ews! Dane Beaumont's private jet has turned around and is heading back to Washingt

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“Dumped by my boyfriend for a wealthy heiress and left with exactly $217 in my bank account, I couldn't afford the government's new mandatory Celibacy Tax. With no other choice, I entered the federal partner lottery, only to be matched with Dane Beaumont-the country's most ruthless, anti-marriage billionaire. I desperately tried to annul the match, but his legal team cornered me. They threatened to cut off my dying father's life-saving dialysis and kidney transplant channel if I didn't comply. Forced to accept a one-year sham marriage, I was cornered at a gas station by my ex and his new heiress wife, who publicly mocked me in the freezing rain for being a pathetic gold-digger. "Look at you," my ex sneered. "Like a drowned rat. I'm honestly embarrassed for you." But before the humiliation could completely break me, a warm suit jacket smelling of winter pine was draped over my shivering shoulders. Dane Beaumont, the cold-blooded titan who was supposed to despise this forced union, swept me into his arms and carried me to his hypercar, leaving my ex utterly paralyzed with shock. I didn't understand. Why did this terrifying man, who had the power to send me to federal prison rather than marry a nobody, suddenly choose to protect me? Sitting in my new gilded cage at the Beaumont estate, I looked at the ironclad contract that bound us. I calmly opened an encrypted app and messaged my agent. It was time to wake up my hidden identity as the genius composer "Dusk" and tear down the heiress who thought she had ruined my life. It is a story between vampires and mermaids.”