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Flash Marriage To My Best Friend's Father

Chapter 5 No.5

Word Count: 519    |    Released on: 22/01/2026

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a booth and ordered

and staring Eliza dead in the eye.

g the ring on her finger, the

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had saved her from bullies in high school. She had snuck her f

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dull roar. Her face went blank, a mask of pure, unadulterated shock. She opened her mout

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. "It's just a contract! For protection! I neede

loud, joyous cackle that startled

ear from her eye. "Anson is going to l

ugh her fingers.

a, I have been trying to get Dad to date for five years. He

d," Eliza said we

serious. "And you need a tank to fight Anson

are going to destroy Claudine and

strong it nearly knocked her over. She wasn't

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g out her phone. "We have work to do. Dad

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an eyebrow. "S

three words. They

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looked painful. "You are so blind.

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Flash Marriage To My Best Friend's Father
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“I was once the heiress to the Solomon empire, but after it crumbled, I became the "charity case" ward of the wealthy Hyde family. For years, I lived in their shadows, clinging to the promise that Anson Hyde would always be my protector. That promise shattered when Anson walked into the ballroom with Claudine Chapman on his arm. Claudine was the girl who had spent years making my life a living hell, and now Anson was announcing their engagement to the world. The humiliation was instant. Guests sneered at my cheap dress, and a waiter intentionally sloshed champagne over me, knowing I was a nobody. Anson didn't even look my way; he was too busy whispering possessively to his new fiancée. I was a ghost in my own home, watching my protector celebrate with my tormentor. The betrayal burned. I realized I wasn't a ward; I was a pawn Anson had kept on a shelf until he found a better trade. I had no money, no allies, and a legal trust fund that Anson controlled with a flick of his wrist. Fleeing to the library, I stumbled into Dallas Koch-a titan of industry and my best friend's father. He was a wall of cold, absolute power that even the Hydes feared. "Marry me," I blurted out, desperate to find a shield Anson couldn't climb. Dallas didn't laugh. He pulled out a marriage agreement and a heavy fountain pen. "Sign," he commanded, his voice a low rumble. "But if you walk out that door with me, you never go back." I signed my name, trading my life for the only man dangerous enough to keep me safe.”