The Two-Million Dollar Fake Fiancée

Chapter 6

Word Count: 829 | Released on: 09/09/2026

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t door of my own house felt like walking onto a battlefield. My mother looked even more frail and withered than when I had left th

eated to my bedroom, pulling the door sh

rching mine with heavy concern. "Are you ho

don't know," I mumbled into the fabric. "I smile every singl

ing me her doctor had suggested an experimental treatment program in Germany. It was a glim

nd. "Whatever you decide to do, I

g to be okay." But the words hung hollow in the air b

Another automated rejection email fro

across the mattress. Despair wrapped aroun

ffee shop," I said, throwing my hands up in defeat.

"You're worth way more than that. We'll f

knock echoed on the door. "

ged a quick, loaded glance with Zoe, and pitched my v

a plate of freshly sliced fruit. She offered us a warm

xt to me, gently brushing a stray lock of ha

ump in my throat and doubled down on the lie. "

t looked at me, her eyes brimming with a profound love mixed with

talk with Zoe, she excused herself, saying sh

d her, the atmosphere in the bedroom p

to the living room, sitting in agonizing silence as

e hospital's online pa

ently as I clicked

ical jargon, my eyes scanning the screen. Every single

en she reached the final line of the summary, sh

hemotherapy regimen has failed to effectively inh

tely blank. White n

death s

and feet turned to ice, and suddenly, the simp

ling me into a fierce hug, but I just sat t

ntually, I heard a voice break the silence. It sounded foreign, holl

a few weeks ago," I whispered into the dark ro

her dead in the eye. The numbness was gone, repla

at money, Zoe. Wh

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“"Sign the contract. Keep my secrets. And never, ever fall in love." Fired, blacklisted, and desperate, Maya Prescott is completely out of options. With her mother's astronomical medical bills ticking like a time bomb, Maya drunkenly applies for a mysterious $200,000-a-year personal assistant job. She expects a scam. Instead, she's handed an ironclad, million-dollar non-disclosure agreement binding her to the most notorious bad-boy in New York. Miles Vance is hockey royalty. He has the lavish lifestyle, the devastatingly handsome face, and a self-destructive streak that just cost him his team captaincy. Drowning his tragic past and suffocating guilt in whiskey and chaotic nights, Miles expects his new "babysitter" to be just another pushover he can easily scare away. He couldn't be more wrong. Maya marches into his trashed penthouse, kicks out the blackmailing puck-bunnies in his bed, and completely flips his life upside down. She is fierce, unapologetic, and entirely immune to his arrogant charm. Their arrangement is supposed to be strictly business: she cleans up his messes, and he pays for her mother's life-saving treatments. But the tight quarters of the penthouse ignite a dangerous, undeniable chemistry. Beneath Miles's ruthless playboy exterior is a shattered, vulnerable man who desperately needs an anchor. And Maya might just be the only one who can save him from his own demons. When scandals threaten to destroy his career for good, a simple employment contract isn't enough to fix his ruined image. He needs the ultimate PR stunt: a fake fiancée. The offer is two million dollars. The only rule? Don't fall in love. But when fake kisses start feeling dangerously real, Maya realizes she might be signing away the one thing money can't buy-her heart.”