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My Billionaire Roommate's Secret

My Billionaire Roommate's Secret

Gavin

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I played the broke NYU art student, secretly Hailey Voss, tech empire heiress, tired of fakes. My crush, Caleb, a famously poor artist, seemed different. So, I lured him to rent a room in my lavish SoHo loft with a twisted, shirtless discount. I reveled in this unusual power game. Then my world imploded. My stepfather, Richard, orchestrated a hostile takeover, bankrupting my mother's company overnight. I lost everything-my fortune, identity, my home. Suddenly, I was genuinely penniless; credit cards useless, trust fund frozen. The next day, "broke" Caleb bought my multi-million dollar loft for cash, flipping our game. He offered me a room, teasing I'd now be topless for rent. Publicly humiliated by Brody, my old tormentor, I felt completely broken, cash thrown at my feet. How did Caleb have millions? Why play my charade? How was Hailey Voss, the heiress, so utterly powerless and abandoned? Blindsided and distraught, my life lay in ruins. Then, alone and desperate in Washington Square Park, a black Escalade appeared. Out stepped Caleb, in a tailored suit, flanked by security, not torn jeans. He faced Brody, voice cold: "You just put your hands on my future wife." My "broke artist" was Caleb Astor, heir to a real estate dynasty, and our unexpected story was just beginning.

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I played the broke NYU art student, secretly Hailey Voss, tech empire heiress, tired of fakes.

My crush, Caleb, a famously poor artist, seemed different.

So, I lured him to rent a room in my lavish SoHo loft with a twisted, shirtless discount.

I reveled in this unusual power game.

Then my world imploded.

My stepfather, Richard, orchestrated a hostile takeover, bankrupting my mother's company overnight.

I lost everything-my fortune, identity, my home.

Suddenly, I was genuinely penniless; credit cards useless, trust fund frozen.

The next day, "broke" Caleb bought my multi-million dollar loft for cash, flipping our game.

He offered me a room, teasing I'd now be topless for rent.

Publicly humiliated by Brody, my old tormentor, I felt completely broken, cash thrown at my feet.

How did Caleb have millions?

Why play my charade?

How was Hailey Voss, the heiress, so utterly powerless and abandoned?

Blindsided and distraught, my life lay in ruins.

Then, alone and desperate in Washington Square Park, a black Escalade appeared.

Out stepped Caleb, in a tailored suit, flanked by security, not torn jeans.

He faced Brody, voice cold: "You just put your hands on my future wife."

My "broke artist" was Caleb Astor, heir to a real estate dynasty, and our unexpected story was just beginning.

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