The Placeholder Bride's Secret Billionaire Revenge

For two years, I was the invisible force behind tech billionaire Kieran Douglas, convinced that our "private" romance was his way of protecting us from the tabloid spotlight. I managed his mergers, warmed his bed, and waited for a future that didn't exist. The illusion shattered at 6:00 AM when a Page Six alert debuted Kieran's "real" romance with socialite Aspen Schneider. Before I could even process the betrayal, Kieran sent me a cold, professional text: "Order flowers for Aspen. Pink peonies. Her favorite." When I tried to walk away, my own mother called me a disgrace and threatened to lock my inheritance forever unless I married a sixty-year-old businessman to save her failing estate. At a high-society gala that same night, Aspen intentionally crushed my burned hand in front of the cameras, while Kieran stood by and dismissed me as a "mediocre assistant" who had overstayed her welcome. I stood in the cold New York rain, drenched in champagne and humiliation, realizing that every sacrifice I made for Kieran was a joke. I was a ghost in a penthouse that was never mine, discarded the moment his "soulmate" returned. To the world, I was just a placeholder whose time had run out. But Kieran forgot one thing: my father's multi-million dollar trust fund unlocks the moment I legally marry. I didn't need love; I needed a signature and a shield. I walked into a discreet law firm and signed a marriage contract with a man I believed was the city's most notorious, scandal-ridden playboy. I thought I was marrying a degenerate "beard" to buy my freedom and secure my revenge. I didn't realize the man who signed that paper wasn't a playboy at all, but Gaston Collins-the most powerful and dangerous man on Wall Street-and he had no intention of letting our fake marriage stay fake.

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"I feel so bad..."

The lights in the room were dimmed down, but it was still easy to see the girl's slender figure. She laid on the sheets in a lazy manner, instantly grabbing Kerr Graham's attention.

"Say it! Who let you inside here?!"

He could not clearly see what the girl looked like, but it was easy to discern that she was a beauty. Approaching the bed, Kerr lifted up her chin to get a better look at who was this mysterious woman on his bed. In the next second, the woman suddenly jumped up and put her arms around his neck, panting heavily as if she was trying to catch at a straw.

"Please... Help me..."

The way she clung on to him and breathed heavily beside his ear made Kerr loose it. He couldn't tolerate it any longer!

Kerr grew up in a rich family, and had seen and done a lot of bad and dark things. It wasn't a big deal for him to take advantage of this poor and seemingly drugged girl.

'Anyone who is able to enter my room must have been instructed to get this woman for me. Is this something to cheer me up?' he thought with a devious smile on his lips.

Kerr leaned over and kissed the girl without hesitation.

Ring... ring!

Nicole Morgan's eyes fluttered open, awakening from the alarm on her phone that rang every morning. Rubbing her eyes, she tried to sit up and turn off the alarm, but she suddenly felt that there was something wrong...

'W...why am I naked? And, who- who's this man sleeping beside me?!' Nicole's hand went to her mouth as she tried to suppress her scream.

Rubbing her temples, she tried to recall the series of events that happened to her yesterday.

'Okay... I remember Gregory telling me that he had a surprise for me, and told me to wait for him at the hotel. Then Fiona poured me a glass of water.... and I drank that...

Then... that's when I started to get dizzy and was taken to this room!' Nicole's eyes widened in shock. She had long suspected that there was something going on between her boyfriend and her best friend -- Gregory Robinson and Fiona Finch. Even so, she never thought that they would plot against her like this!

Nicole got out of bed and got dressed quickly, intent on finding Gregory and Fiona. Just when she was about to leave, she looked back at the sleeping man on the bed. Even though she was drugged, he still asked her many times last night if what he was doing was okay. For Nicole, he was fairly innocent.

'He's quite good-looking!' Nicole thought to herself as she looked at his sharp features. 'Well... since he's so handsome, I guess I'm not totally at loss here, ' Nicole shrugged. Then, she took out some money from her bag and put it by the bed. Afterwards, she quietly left.

With no time to waste, Nicole got on a taxi and headed straight to Gregory's home. During the car ride, she imagined countless possibilities of what awaited her there. But when she finally got there, it was still a great blow for her.

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