Married To The Fake Comatose Billionaire

Chapter 2

Word Count: 812 | Released on: 09/05/2026

conditioned lobby and onto the

rk suit pulled the heavy rear door open. Justice slid into the

k and Meredith climbed in after her. The he

f partition glided up, locking into place with a

erging seamlessly into the chaotic city

collar, yanking his tie loose. H

ly is old money. They don't tolerate mistakes. You speak only when spoken to. You kee

r chin in her palm and turned her head to look out the

. She pulled out a thick, leather-bound dir

the extended relatives, the board members, the trust managers. If you

vy book hit her collarbone and slid of

le. The veins in his nec

space. "What exactly did they teach you in that garbage publ

eyes locked onto Derek's. The air in

. Her voice was completely flat

te. The only sound was the low hum

showed all the way around his irises.

arp, loud breath. Her h

d. He lunged forward, grabbing the edge of Justice's

ound out they were marrying their heir to a girl without a high school diploma, the

weat bead on his fore

g her head slightly. "Did the Aguirre family

The sheer disrespect in her wo

lling him back against the seat.

shot a venomous glare at Justice. "When we get to the estate,

al," he whispered, his voice trembling with raw fury, "I will t

athy laugh. It was a sound o

he window. She didn't look at

his fists clenched tight on his kn

dually gave way to sprawling, manic

ought-iron gates appeared,

rmal imaging on the cabin. An armed guard in tactical gear stepped forward, holding a biometric tablet. He didn't just take the driver's laminated pass; he visually conf

tes groaned, slow

estate. Justice stared at the endless expanse of green lawns, h

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Married To The Fake Comatose Billionaire

Mischa Taube Modern

“Justice was dragged back from the slums by her biological father, only to be sold off to the billionaire Aguirre family. Her purpose was simple: marry their comatose heir to secure a three-hundred-million-dollar lifeline for his company. Her stepmother and stepsister sneered at her cheap canvas shoes, treating her like a contagious disease. "A high school dropout from the slums marrying a billionaire? It's a miracle your trashy bloodline is getting anywhere near the estate," her stepsister Emery mocked. At the sprawling estate, the "comatose" heir, Auguste, was secretly conscious. Disgusted by his new bride, he orchestrated her enrollment at an elite prep school, hoping the ruthless rich kids would break her. On her very first day, Emery ambushed her, loudly broadcasting Justice's "dropout" status to the entire classroom and turning her into an instant social pariah. The teachers tried to humiliate her with impossible calculus, and the students treated her like garbage. They all thought she was just a pathetic, uneducated pawn they could easily crush and discard. They had no idea that her "dropout" file was a manufactured ghost, or that the Aguirre family's top intelligence network had just hit a military-grade firewall trying to look into her past. Justice didn't panic. She flawlessly solved the university-level equation on the board, then walked into the cafeteria and looked right at Emery. "She has no Barnes blood. She is a squatter living in my father's house." With three casual sentences, Justice completely incinerated her stepsister's elite life. The billionaire heir wanted to play games? She was about to show them all what a real monster looked like.”