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The Secretary's Fake Rockstar Husband

Chapter 2 

Word Count: 790    |    Released on: Today at 14:39

. Then she snapped her h

of your mind

hirt tighter around her thighs. "I am not marrying a stranger. We

water. "A statement doesn't fix a viral photo of you ripping my clothes off," he said, taking a sip. "M

l rang. It wasn't a polite chime. It

glass down and walked to

a cheap, wrinkled grey suit. He pushed thick blac

s voice cracking with panic. "They just called me to in

ora on the bed. "Is this her? Is this the woman

hysical blow. The guilt she had pushed down cam

amp hair, looking stressed. "Ba

le to fund this album! If the investors pull out because of this scandal, they will br

fraud," Cora interrupted,

"Then I hope you have a spare hundred

o reply, but her phone

he caller ID read 'Br

then swiped to a

ice was tight with anxiety. "Do not come to

h dropped. "W

r voice dropping lower. "He ordered that you are to accompany C

phone. Caspian Thorne. The billionaire heir known in the New York social circles

t," Cora whispered, thou

ly. "She told HR it was your duty as a ward of the

in. Bennett wasn't just rejecting her love. He was treating her like a piece o

" Cora said, her voice en

ength. The phone slipped from her fingers and boun

o one knee right in front of her. He was so clos

es were steady, grounding. "What kind of trouble are yo

anger. But he was a stranger off

hority to force her into a matchmaking arrangement. Justine Hod

into her lungs. Her eyes bu

voice hard. "How long does t

ghtly. He kept his face per

d her hands together, her knuck

" Cora

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The Secretary's Fake Rockstar Husband
The Secretary's Fake Rockstar Husband
“For twelve years, Cora lived in silent agony, loving her boss Bennett Hodges while serving as his perfect, invisible secretary. But after one night of drunken despair, she woke up in a stranger's penthouse. The man, an indie musician named Callum, showed her viral paparazzi photos of her ripping his shirt off and demanded a fake marriage to save his career. Cora immediately agreed, desperately needing a legal shield. Bennett had just ordered her to attend a gala as the personal date of a billionaire known for sending women to the ER. When Cora refused and showed Bennett her marriage certificate, he thought it was a pathetic bluff. To force her submission, Bennett froze her entire savings, permanently denied her hard-earned department transfer, and watched with a smug smile as his sister humiliated Cora for being the "maid's daughter." He wanted to completely destroy her life until she crawled back begging. Looking at her ruined design portfolio scattered on the floor, Cora felt her heart turn to ice. She had dedicated her entire youth to a man who saw her as nothing more than a piece of furniture that knew its place. How could she have blindly loved such a cruel, controlling monster for so long? The violent shaking in her hands stopped, replaced by a terrifying calm. "I have documented every single abusive directive from this office." She flashed the massive diamond her new fake husband had given her, threatened to burn Bennett's pristine reputation to the ground, and finally walked away.”