The Billionaire Strippers Bargain

I Slapped My Fiancé-Then Married His Billionaire Nemesis

Jessica C. Dolan

Being second best is practically in my DNA. My sister got the love, the attention, the spotlight. And now, even her damn fiancé. Technically, Rhys Granger was my fiancé now-billionaire, devastatingly hot, and a walking Wall Street wet dream. My parents shoved me into the engagement after Catherine disappeared, and honestly? I didn't mind. I'd crushed on Rhys for years. This was my chance, right? My turn to be the chosen one? Wrong. One night, he slapped me. Over a mug. A stupid, chipped, ugly mug my sister gave him years ago. That's when it hit me-he didn't love me. He didn't even see me. I was just a warm-bodied placeholder for the woman he actually wanted. And apparently, I wasn't even worth as much as a glorified coffee cup. So I slapped him right back, dumped his ass, and prepared for disaster-my parents losing their minds, Rhys throwing a billionaire tantrum, his terrifying family plotting my untimely demise. Obviously, I needed alcohol. A lot of alcohol. Enter him. Tall, dangerous, unfairly hot. The kind of man who makes you want to sin just by existing. I'd met him only once before, and that night, he just happened to be at the same bar as my drunk, self-pitying self. So I did the only logical thing: I dragged him into a hotel room and ripped off his clothes. It was reckless. It was stupid. It was completely ill-advised. But it was also: Best. Sex. Of. My. Life. And, as it turned out, the best decision I'd ever made. Because my one-night stand isn't just some random guy. He's richer than Rhys, more powerful than my entire family, and definitely more dangerous than I should be playing with. And now, he's not letting me go.

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Cameron Reed stood at the floor-to-ceiling windows of his penthouse office, gazing out over the city skyline. His mind wasn't on the breathtaking view, but on the financial reports scattered across his desk. The numbers were bleak.

Reed Corporation, the family business he'd dedicated his life to, was struggling. The once-thriving empire now teetered on the brink of collapse. Cameron's gut twisted with anxiety. He couldn't let his family's legacy crumble.

The intercom buzzed, breaking the silence. "Mr. Reed, your mother is here to see you."

Cameron's assistant, Rachel, ushered his mother, Catherine Reed, into the office. Catherine's elegant presence commanded attention. Her silver hair was styled impeccably, and her designer suit exuded confidence.

"Cameron, darling, I've come to discuss the business," she said, her voice firm but laced with concern.

Cameron nodded, gesturing for her to sit. "What's on your mind, Mother?"

"The board is growing restless. They're questioning your ability to lead the company." Catherine's words cut deep.

Cameron's jaw clenched. "I'll turn this around. I promise."

Catherine's expression softened. "I believe you, dear. However, there's another issue. The will."

Their family's patriarch, Cameron's late father, had left a stipulation in his will: Cameron must marry within the next six months to inherit the majority share of Reed Corporation. Cameron had dismissed it as an outdated clause, but now it loomed over him like a ticking time bomb.

"Find me a wife, Mother?" Cameron suggested, half-joking.

Catherine's eyes sparkled. "Actually, I've already found someone."

Cameron raised an eyebrow. "Who?"

"Aurora Wellesley. Brilliant lawyer, beautiful, and from a good family. She's the perfect candidate."

Cameron's curiosity piqued. "Tell me more."

Aurora "Rory" Wellesley was a rising star in the legal world. Her intelligence and determination had caught Catherine's attention. Cameron's mother had done her research, presenting him with a comprehensive dossier on Rory.

Cameron scanned the pages, impressed. Rory's credentials shone, but it was her photo that caught his breath. Stunning. He couldn't deny the spark of attraction.

"Arrange a meeting," Cameron said, his mind racing.

Catherine smiled, triumphant. "I'll set it up for tomorrow evening."

The wheels were in motion. Cameron would propose a contract marriage to Rory, securing his family's business and his own future.

Little did he know, this bargain would change everything.

Cameron's mind whirled with thoughts of Aurora Wellesley. He couldn't shake the feeling that this contract marriage might be the solution to his problems. His mother's words echoed in his mind: "She's the perfect candidate."

The next evening, Cameron arrived at the upscale restaurant where his mother had arranged for him to meet Rory. He took a deep breath, adjusting his cufflinks. This was business, after all.

Inside, Rory waited, sipping a glass of wine. Her beauty struck him anew. Porcelain skin, raven hair, and piercing green eyes that sparkled with intelligence.

"Mr. Reed," she said, extending a manicured hand.

"Cameron," he replied, shaking it firmly.

Their conversation flowed effortlessly. Rory's sharp wit and quick humor drew him in. Cameron found himself laughing, feeling at ease.

Rory, however, remained guarded. Her responses were measured, revealing only glimpses of her true self. Cameron sensed a depth to her, a complexity he wanted to unravel.

Over dessert, Cameron broached the subject. "Rory, I must admit, my mother has told me a great deal about you. I'm impressed."

Rory's eyes narrowed slightly. "And what, exactly, has she told you?"

"Your intelligence, your drive... your beauty." Cameron smiled.

Rory's cheeks flushed, but she didn't falter. "Flattery won't get you far, Mr. Reed."

Cameron chuckled. "I assure you, my intentions are genuine. I have a proposal for you."

Rory's gaze never wavered. "I'm listening."

Cameron took a deep breath. "I need a wife. A partner to help secure my family's business. In return, I'm willing to offer you a substantial sum."

Rory's expression remained neutral, but Cameron detected a flicker of interest.

"Go on," she said.

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