The Hockey Captain's $300,000 Fake Fiancée

Chapter 6

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owing Harrison's imposing figure. I looked down at my phone, at the str

red thousa

nary. A number he had produced

But what kind of "tutoring" and "fake

lowed by a deep, gnawing anxiety. This "help" was

ine couldn't wait. Leo's surgery

alked to the billing offi

re is no outstanding balance, Ms. Combs. The seventy thousand dol

ferred three hundred thousand dollars into my account-he had alr

y a substantial amount toward Dad's future care. Then I set aside enough in a se

y could solve wer

ing more even. I sat beside him, watching his tired

d. A text from a

in the hospital. Such a shame. If you hadn't tr

s turned to ice. Tha

Bennie

iend. Now the person I

ed me for it, all to steal my then-boyfriend, Donal Gibbs. My father, trying to protect me, had exhausted

gain. A second me

having a party next month at the Fairmont Copley Plaza. You'll come and w

nd Donal, smiling, her hand fl

ails digging into my palms. S

fter Bennie had "graciously" stopped by our house to "share her

icious

row my phone a

In the past, I had no defense against Bennie's attac

ed at the balance

and dangerous, s

se Combs anymore. I had money. And I h

f course. But Benn

flew across

had and parade him around like a prize. You didn't win-you took out my trash. I may be busy ne

ing rush of victory. It was the first ti

"Fiancé? You? Don't be rid

ll, cold laugh

ed to bring him up to speed. Our contract was about to

to bother you. About our 'contract,' I thi

down. I had been pulled into this strange transaction, a

ood thing, o

I knew I couldn't b

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The Hockey Captain's $300,000 Fake Fiancée

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“My father was dying. My younger brother needed surgery. And I needed $300,000 I didn't have. After a wealthy blind date calculated my family's medical bills over dinner and told me no man would ever want "a mess like mine," I walked away with nothing but humiliation. Then Harrison Scott offered to buy my help. Briar University's golden hockey captain needed a respectable fake fiancée to silence his scandal-hungry ex and protect his career. I needed money. One contract. Three hundred thousand dollars. No feelings. I should have known nothing about Harrison was that simple. Behind the dazzling smile and college-star reputation, he was the secret heir to a multibillion-dollar sports empire. He erased my father's hospital debt, paid for my brother's surgery, and gave me enough power to finally face the former best friend who had framed me for a car crash and stolen my boyfriend. The deal was fake. The way Harrison touched me wasn't. And every time he called me his fiancée, it became harder to remember where the contract ended-and where something dangerously real began. Then my father coughed up blood. Before the doctors rushed him into surgery, he confessed the secret that destroyed everything I knew about myself. "I'm not your real father, Elly. Your mother left you with a locket bearing the Bass family crest... and I stole it." I had spent my whole life poor, humiliated, and made to feel worthless-only to discover I might be the stolen daughter of a powerful dynasty. Now my father was dying, my enemies still thought I was helpless, and the only person I could turn to was the man I had promised never to need. My fake fiancé. My secret billionaire. The man who was about to make our $300,000 lie feel dangerously real.”