Flash Marriage To My Disabled Commander

Chapter 2

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talemate. Meredith Adler rushed down, her face ashen, clutc

ith gasped ou

ide table, ignoring Genevieve's burning glare, and dumped the contents onto

umb over the photo, checking the holograms, the dates, the spelling o

e registrar's signature, the hospital name. She checked for smudges, for incons

aping through the silence. "How d

lded the top flap down, sealing it. She looked up at Genevieve, her eyes li

a threat. Genevieve's chest rose and fell rapidly. She wa

walked toward the grand double doors of the living room. She didn't look back. Not at the

er voice cracking. "Please. We're

e coldness in her voice could have frozen the Atlantic. "From the moment you forge

e hard, unyielding. "My father's car accident. My brother's death. That so-called

r hand clutching her throat. The promise in Elianna's voice w

boots clicked rhythmically down the marble hall

gh the air. It was followed by a loud crash. The sound of fine porce

door and stepped out into the bright New York afternoon.

requested. The driver, a middle-aged man with a newsp

sked, loading he

seat. "The city. I'll give

estate shrank in the rearview mirror, its stone walls and iron gates lo

ontact, Nexus, was online. She typed quick

ge Bureau, 3:00 PM. The target will b

rrently on medical leave. The photo showed a man with sharp, intelligent eyes. For her plan, he was the perfect shield, a man whose world was far removed from the corporate

view mirror. "You a pilot?" he

look up from he

g fl

e and steel of the approaching city. She needed a legal status. She needed to be untouchable. This contract marriage was the

s. She couldn't walk into a marriage bureau looking like an air

mall on 34th S

of fire erupted behind her eyelids. The twisted metal. The smoke. The sirens. She forced

It was ice. And she w

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“Six years ago, my adoptive family framed me for commercial espionage, stripped me of my identity, and threw me out. Now, I finally returned to the Solis estate as a commercial pilot to take back what was mine. But the first thing my adoptive mother did was threaten me with that forged evidence again. She demanded I take my sister Kiana's place in a marriage contract with a disabled man, simply because Kiana refused to marry him. When I refused, Kiana ambushed me at the airport with a mob of reporters. She cried for the cameras, publicly accusing me of causing our father's and brother's deaths. She painted me as a ruthless monster who bankrupted the company and ruined the family. The crowd instantly turned on me, screaming that I was a murderer and a gold-digger. Kiana wanted to completely destroy my reputation so I would have no choice but to submit to her arrangement. I looked at her fake tears, feeling a cold, absolute fury. How dare she use the tragic deaths of the only family members who actually loved me as a prop for her sick show? They had ruined my life once, and now they wanted to bury me alive. I didn't hesitate. I slapped her hard across the face right in front of the flashing cameras. "That was for my father and brother." Then, my real fiancé, a decorated Delta Force commander, rolled through the crowd in his wheelchair. He tossed a classified Pentagon file to the reporters, completely clearing my name and exposing Kiana's lies. I married him to start my revenge, but as I stepped into his heavily secured penthouse that night, I realized my powerful new husband had been preparing for me for a very long time.”