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Flash Marriage To The Secret Billionaire

Chapter 3 

Word Count: 733    |    Released on: 13/04/2026

they stepped onto the sidewalk. She pulled her

her toward a plain, dark gray Fo

s phone started ringing again. The s

rom his pocket and pretending to check an email.

button and pressed

ight now," Kittie sai

ker, loud enough that Connor could hear the pitch. "Preston Finch

nails dug so hard into the palm of her fr

s car," Kittie whisper

n money family! She had a wedding at the Plaza! And you? You are throwing coffee at men who actually have

e air rushed out of her lungs. Her eyes burned with hot

e flared in his chest. He wanted to find Dolores and rip her vocal

ttie said, her voi

ded th

g. Kittie stared at the concrete sidewalk, her ch

stic smile onto her fac

ut that,"

crambled for anything else to talk about. The

ch. Do you know anything about that crazy rich family in Boston

f a second. A dark amusement

family?" h

Powers, but..." She gave his clothes a

rd. "Yeah, the CEO. Is he some bald,

of his cheek to stop

unch of bloodsuckers. The CEO is a ruthless workaholic. He has no life,

t a genuine s

rich are miserable. I would rather sleep on the floor of my

The tension in his shoulders melted away. She did

in his pocket,

again. Another text

the screen, he

ne," Kittie whispered, her voice

reached out and opened the

about that trade,"

the car. Her pulse hammered in her thr

started the engine. The low hum of the motor filled the cabin. He gripped

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“My mother called me a defective product and insisted I marry Preston Finch, a man who treated our first date like a corporate merger. During our lunch, Preston demanded I clean his car like a servant, his arrogance snapping the last thread of my patience. I threw my iced coffee right into his lap, sending the cafe into a stunned silence as he screamed insults about my background and the cost of his designer pants. My mother didn't care about the abuse; she only cared that I had lost a "catch," calling me an embarrassment and threatening my future while my flower shop faced imminent foreclosure. Trapped by debt and my family's relentless cruelty, I felt like a drowning woman with nowhere left to turn. Just as I hit rock bottom, Connor Powers-my brother's old roommate-stepped in, his icy gaze promising a brutal end to my misery. "Let's get married," he said, offering a cold, calculated contract that would shield me from my family forever. I signed the papers, unaware that I had just tethered my life to a man whose world was far more dangerous than I could have ever imagined.”