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Substitute Marriage: The Billionaire's Hidden Queen

Substitute Marriage: The Billionaire's Hidden Queen

Cassie was sold to a terrifying billionaire as a substitute bride. To protect herself, she glued a grotesque, fake burn scar to her face. Her adoptive family and her ex-fiancé had stolen her massive trust fund, locked her in an asylum for years, and finally threw her to the wolves. They expected the ruthless Dane Frederick to torture and kill her the moment he saw her ruined face. At her ex's grand engagement party, her family publicly humiliated her. They mocked her cheap clothes, laughed at her scarred cheek, and even raised their hands to beat her, fully believing she was a helpless freak with no one to rely on. "Get on your knees and apologize, and I'll write you a check so you don't starve on the streets." But they didn't expect the billionaire to kick down the doors, wrap his coat around her, and bankrupt their entire bloodline overnight. Yet, as Cassie stood in the dark and peeled off her fake silicone scar to reveal her flawless face, a deeper terror gripped her. Tracing her stolen funds, she uncovered a name that made her blood run cold: The Syndicate. It was the exact nightmare organization that had locked her in the asylum. Why were they controlling her family? And why did the billionaire look at her with such desperate, hidden nostalgia? Cassie opened her encrypted laptop and dropped into the Dark Web. She wasn't just a discarded bride. She was the legendary hacker "Nyx," and she was going to burn them all to the ground.
In Love With The Mafia Lord

In Love With The Mafia Lord

"Aliya..." Jordan growled, his deep, masculine voice sending shivers down my spine. My heart skipped a beat as his words wrapped around me like a cold, unforgiving vice. My legs trembled beneath me, the pain from yesterday's injuries forgotten in the face of fear. Adrenaline coursed through my veins, urging me to flee. With a Herculean effort, I stumbled out of the room, my broken legs protesting every step. 'F**k off,' I cursed, defying the one person I knew I shouldn't - Jordan Black. He's a monster. He's not someone I should have met in the first place. "Come back here, Aliya," he growled, his voice dripping with malice. I gritted my teeth, determined to escape. "Take one more step, and you're dead tonight," he snarled, his threat sending shivers down my spine. Despite his ominous warning, I pushed forward, gripping the wall for support. My heart raced as I feared he'd soon catch up. "I'd provoked the monster himself, and now I'd face the consequences." But I had to try; I had to break free from his suffocating grasp. "I'll make sure you regret your existence, Aliya," Jordan bellowed, his footsteps closing in. "Jordan, don't come any closer! Leave me the f**k alone!" I screamed, but my weak limbs betrayed me, and I crashed to the floor. With every last ounce of strength, I crawled into my room and grasped the door knob, ready to slam it shut in his face. But Jordan was relentless, kicking the door with such force that the wood splintered into pieces. I screamed in shock, and before I knew it, I was thrown onto the bed. Breathing heavily, I turned to face the wicked man standing over me, his eyes blazing with fury. "By nightfall Liya, you'll wish you never crossed me."