Flash Marriage To The Ruthless Tycoon

Chapter 4

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ved open. Two people walked in, their lo

He wore a sharp, expensive suit, looking every bit the ju

ormer roommate. She was draped in the latest Chanel couture,

o Kassie. He noticed her faded sweater and cheap canv

yah Alford tow

gh her stomach. She instinctively shrank back against the leath

topping right next to their table. "Kassie M

"She probably begged, Liam. You know how she is." She looked down at Kassi

st broke the skin. The humiliation burned hot in her ches

mocking sound. "A meeting? What, is the Brooklyn fre

room. "I'm making Senior Analyst next month, Kassie. Real deals.

gagement ring caught the light. "We're getting married," Janiyah Alford gloated. "Honestly, Kassie, I should than

like she was trash. "Her salary couldn't even buy your purse. She's drowning in st

vision went red. She shoved her hands against th

balance, her ankle twisting sharply. She stumbled backward, b

r hit th

and clamped firml

the shadows of the high-backed b

ssive, terrifying shadow over Liam. The sheer physical do

rarchy of power hit him like a physical blow. He insti

ok in his god-like bone structure, the custom suit, and the aur

f his chest back out. "Who the hel

t, pulling her flush against his solid chest. With his free hand, he reached u

ocked onto Liam. He looked at the junior analyst the

y above a whisper, but it carried a lethal, freezin

"I work for one of the biggest investment bank

ulled Kassie tighter against his side an

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Flash Marriage To The Ruthless Tycoon

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“I was a broke clinic doctor drowning in debt, so I took a confidential job to evaluate a billionaire heir's fertility. I marched into the VIP ICU, pinned the struggling patient down, and injected a sedative. I finished the extraction and loudly declared to the family lawyer that the Holt heir was completely sterile. But then, a chilling laugh echoed from the doorway. The real heir, Jarrod Holt, the tyrant of Wall Street, stepped in. I had just sterilized his younger brother right in front of him. Facing a decade in federal prison, I was completely at his mercy. To make things worse, my arrogant ex-boyfriend tried to publicly humiliate me, and my greedy uncle threatened to burn my dead mother's belongings for ransom. I was pushed to the absolute brink of ruin. But instead of destroying me, Jarrod offered a terrifying lifeline. He bought out a Manhattan high-rise in five minutes just to ruin my ex, then handed me a marriage contract. I was terrified and deeply confused. Why would this ruthless billionaire force a nobody into a fake marriage? He knew details about my past that no one should know. Did he discover my hidden identity as 'E', the underground surgeon the entire medical world was hunting for? With my back against the wall, I signed the prenuptial agreement. "I do," I whispered at City Hall. He shoved his heavy, antique family ring onto my finger. It was supposed to be strictly business with absolutely no physical contact, but when his lips crashed violently onto mine, I knew I had just sold my soul to the devil.”