Flash Marriage To The Billionaire Hockey Star

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he first flagged page of the prenuptial agreement, my

lashed across the screen. She had clearly just woke

ach knotting up, when Knox reached over and caught my wrist. His

st. "If you ignore her right now, she'll show up at your new office on Monday l

e family so Carlene wouldn't try to use his name for Brodie's career. If I just blo

eath, swiped the screen, an

o, Ca

rill voice practically blew out the speaker, loud enough that

with terror because Apex Capital's lawyers contacted his boss this m

steady gray-blue eyes, his expression completely unbothe

said, keeping my voice calm and biting. "Do you have any idea what your 'rising star i

the other end of the line.

men sell smiles in hotel bars," I said coldly,

n they change hockey sticks, and that the whole league is nothing m

greed to meet me was to use you to get his

me meant nothing, and my pride was worthless-but insulting the purity of her precious so

e? And about Brodie's money?" Carlene's voic

e word," I s

nd that's why my boyfriend stepped in wh

e's sports agent next week, he's going to ruin Brodie's reputation wi

r five full seconds as Carlene proc

ttered under her breath, her rage completel

block his number myself. As for this secret boyfriend of yours... keep your mouth shut around the med

thout waiting

d let out a long breath, the tig

uine smirk curved the

to get her off your back," Knox murmured, his deep voi

ly looked down at the thirty-page leather-bound c

e soft rustle of heavy paper as I turned the pages. Knox sat quietly besid

ed down the c

e Husband guarantees the Wife's absolute personal safety, covers all living expenses during the twe

htly. Taking a deep breath, I pressed the gold nib to the signature l

d, sharp signature right beside mine without even glancing at th

the notary seal over our names, locked the folder in

gally binding and

or on his side, stepped out into the swirling snow, and

white storm in his tailored black overcoat

his grasp. His hand closed around mine with startling warmth and strength, pulling me e

mpty. We didn't wait in line; a city supervisor met us right at the security checkpoint an

d IDs, looked up at Knox's famous, scarred face, and then l

on of a second before he quickly cleared his t

, opening the official city registry book. "Are you both enteri

deep voice steady and re

e me, his gloved hand still resting lightly against

overwhelming wave of relie

down on the thick cream pa

w pronounce you husband and wife," the clerk said with a polite smile, ha

y head spun. Twenty minutes ago, I was an orphan Carlene Lane could threat

the Maybach, Knox took off his snow-dusted gloves and tossed his copy of the marriage

ercing gray-blue eyes locking o

ation, Mrs. Leonard," he said, the c

tongue. I clutched my copy of the certificate against my

e, Mr. L

o a hotel, the suited legal assistant in the front passenger seat looke

red a state of emergency for the Nor'easter. All bridges over the Charles River