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Married To The Fake Mad Billionaire

Chapter 3 

Word Count: 639    |    Released on: 12/05/2026

hogany study. Thick cigar smoke hun

temples. "Elvis Barron is coming to dinner next week. If he

s tie. "The Livingston merger hasn't cl

not an

He said her not showing up made her seem... untamed. He offered to

against the floorboards. She couldn't hear their w

ut from the outside. A shadow moved under the

ushed the door open, carrying a

y on the bed. As she pulled her hand back, she l

l the door locked agai

r name and Mr. Grossman. There is a very importan

d knot. Grossman was a known predator.

heck. Five million dollars. If she cashed it

to use it a

her vanity. She tore a sticky note from h

r psychotic break. I

nter of the five-million-dollar check.

board. As an underground auditor, breaking into the Owen Esta

oor alarm. She set a t

oom door. The maid open

a diamond Cartier watch from her pocket-she had stolen it from Kaleig

day courier. To Burleigh Livingston.

Greed flashed in her eyes. She

he edge of her bed and opened a new brow

ragic Car Crash. Heir Confined

chair. She remembered the way he swung that golf club.

could not swing

ngston empire, she would have unrestricted access to their private intelligence network. The exact

" she mouthed t

aking his madness. He was faking his pa

rossman. She needed to sell h

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Married To The Fake Mad Billionaire
Married To The Fake Mad Billionaire
“I am the illegitimate, mute daughter of the wealthy Owen family, kept hidden in the attic like a shameful secret. To save his failing company, my father decided to sell me off to a repulsive, predatory investor named Grossman. At the family dinner, Grossman's sweaty hands roamed my bare legs while my half-sister Kaleigh intentionally spilled red wine on my dress, laughing as she watched me suffer. When I grabbed a steak knife to defend myself, my father slammed his fist on the table. "Sit down, or I will cut off the maintenance payments for your mother's grave." My stepmother and sister sneered, treating me like a piece of meat meant to be sacrificed for their luxury. I was starved, locked away, and treated worse than a stray dog, all while my family paraded their high-society status to the world. I couldn't understand why they hated me so deeply, or who really ordered the hit that killed my mother twenty years ago. The police reports were buried, and I was entirely powerless, trapped in a house of monsters. But they didn't know that the night before, I had accidentally stumbled into the secret life of Burleigh Livingston-the ruthless, supposedly paralyzed billionaire who was faking his madness. When Burleigh suddenly crashed our family dinner and threw a limitless Black Card on the table to outbid Grossman and buy me for the night, I didn't hesitate. I grabbed the handles of his wheelchair, accepted his twisted deal, and prepared to use the devil himself to tear my family apart.”