Married To The Fake Mad Billionaire

Chapter 5

Word Count: 632 | Released on: 12/05/2026

melled of roasted lamb

. The red silk dress clung to her

s sweating through his suit. He chewed with his

held a glass of Merlot. "Oops,"

ross Francisqui's la

hand slip?" K

e table. He grabbed a cloth napkin. "L

hand pressed ont

ntact. She shot out of her chair. Her hand gri

n the table. He glared at h

She couldn't breathe. She lo

w open. The butler stumbled bac

stammered. "Mr. Li

dropped his fork. It clattered aga

rle

ed black velvet suit. A cashmere blanket covered his legs. His skin was

qui's leg as if he had been burned. Every ma

He forced a sickeningly sweet smile.

didn't look at Franklin.

cisqui. He saw the wine stain.

Owen?" Burleigh's voice was smoo

own her spine. She stared back

hear the Owen Group is bleeding cash. Selli

s forehead. "Burleigh, pleas

ing?" Burleigh asked. He

d metal Centurion Black Card. He tossed it onto the ce

Burleigh said. "Sh

r face turning pur

s her opening. She walked to the table. She picked up

eelchair. She leaned down. Her l

a vice. She dug her fingernails into her palms, using the sharp, grounding pain to fight the psych

out her phone, her fingers flying across the screen. She held it

etely rigid. His pupils dilat

from hers. "Fascinating," he murmu

turned him around and pushed him out of the dining roo

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“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.”