Flash Marriage To The Secret Zillionaire Boss

Chapter 5

Word Count: 661 | Released on: 12/05/2026

ss her face as she stood on the sidewalk. The str

nson's grip. She took a step back, pu

led out the rest of the cash she had on

. For everything. Your acting was incredi

r hand. He stayed quiet for two agonizing sec

around herself to ward off the chill. "When I get my ne

rated in Anson's chest.

as broke, but he had pride

ked. "If any of my friends ever n

of his jacket. He pulled out a mat

ere was no company logo. No address. Just a single word st

Darla asked, her

n lied smoothly, his face a mask

to her clutch. It made sense. A guy with

urb. Darla opened the door and

ds in his pockets. His dark eyes loc

safe," h

the busy traffic. She leaned her head back against the seat

s of the cab until they dis

modating expression vanished from his face. His

quiet blocks between himself and the venue before stopping on a deserted corner. A custom

nt, jumped out of the driver's se

or. He tossed the crumpled hundreds onto the

mirror. He swallowed hard. "Boss... did you

ose. He shot Isaac a glare so lethal i

manila folder over the center console. "The backgr

e pages, stopping on the police report regar

, his voice cold and sharp. "If they get w

the ruthless CEO of MUA Group, never

assing city lights. He could still feel the

Anson c

heading toward the most expensive

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“Minutes before announcing her grand engagement, Darla caught her fiancé sleeping with her stepsister. She publicly exposed them and canceled the wedding on the spot. Furious, her adoptive mother demanded Darla marry a fifty-five-year-old predator to save their broken business deal. "If you don't do exactly what I say, I'll let your father rot in prison for the rest of his life." Desperate to escape her family's control, Darla grabbed a massive, intimidating hotel security guard she bumped into in the hallway. She shoved all the cash in her purse at him-eight hundred dollars-and begged him to fake-marry her. They signed the papers at City Hall that same day. But the nightmare didn't end. That evening, Darla received a cold phone call from the state penitentiary. Her father had been found dead in his cell, and her company, owned by her ex-fiancé's family, fired her immediately. They had taken everything from her, leaving her completely broken and sobbing on the floor of her tiny apartment. She thought she had nothing left but a broke, fake husband to keep her company. She had no idea that the "poor security guard" holding her in his arms was actually Anson Prince, a ruthless billionaire CEO. And he was already making the calls to tear her abusers' empires to the ground.”