Fake Dating the Secret Billionaire Hockey Star

Chapter 5

Word Count: 1083 | Released on: 17/08/2026

ewing the most venomous words at a man she'd neve

Beckett had hung up. My heart sank to my s

calm and dangerously cold. "Ma'am, first of all, I am not a 'broke boy.' I am a professional athl

ed the small apartment. The sheer authori

to humiliate. If you ever speak to her or harass her with

usan could bully me, but the threat of

, softening slightly when he add

Susan's grasp and took it

se in your family-has a problem with our relationship, I

settle this properly," I said, loud enough for both of them to hear. "Beckett can meet Leo tonight. T

Jessica looked

m dating, you can meet him yourselves." I opened my chat with Leo and quickly texted him, asking if I could b

onfused glances, thrown off b

n grew more and more sour. When she hung up, she looked at me with a complex mix of di

ut not before shooting me a venomous

whatever interrogation Jessica and Susan were planning, I sent him a quick briefing: "Leo is my brother. Jessica is his wife. Susan Price is J

with a new tex

l pick you up. Dres

ng. Beckett got out. He was wearing a clean plaid shirt and jeans, looking more

y palms sweating. "Th

vent of malicious third-party attacks, both parties are obligated to mutually

but I felt something else. He

opened the door. He was a little intimida

a like a two-headed dragon, their eyes sc

. I'm Beckett. It's a pleasure to meet you." He handed Leo a

eft them with no immediate ope

, is it? I hear you play hockey. That's a tough line of work, isn't

am. Every profession has its risks. Just like a banker could go bankrupt from a bad i

plans for the future? Fiona isn't the

took my hand. His palm was large and warm, and t

her now might not be much, but I will give her everything I have. Besides," he added, his gaze softening as he looked at me, "Fiona has ambitions of her own. She's

ty, such conviction, that I almost believed them myself. I saw Jessica and Susan, both stunned into silence.

ced by something else, something they probably didn

nto a perfect showcase of a loving couple. On the ride home, I stared out th

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“My sister-in-law didn't want me to marry for love. She wanted me to marry rich-so she could turn my husband into her personal ATM. So I did the one thing guaranteed to ruin all her plans. I got myself a broke hockey player. At least, that's what everyone was supposed to believe. Beckett Hayes needed a girlfriend badly. The Chicago hockey star had a reputation problem, angry sponsors, and too many headlines painting him as arrogant, reckless, and impossible to settle down. I needed a man convincing enough to stop my family from arranging my future for me. Our solution was simple: fake date. His rules were even simpler. Live in his shabby apartment. Help sell the struggling-player act. Smile for the cameras. No real feelings. Easy. Until my family showed up to mock the "loser" I'd chosen-and Beckett stepped between us like they had insulted something that belonged to him. Until he put a no-limit black card in my hand and told me to stop sacrificing my dream of becoming an artist just because I was afraid to spend money. Until our fake dinners started feeling domestic, his hand started finding mine under the table, and I began forgetting that every protective look and possessive touch was supposed to be part of the contract. Then Beckett's grandfather arrived at our tiny apartment wearing cashmere, flanked by bodyguards, carrying a priceless Hayes family heirloom for me. Apparently, pretending to be broke was the easy part. Pretending I wasn't falling for my fake boyfriend was becoming impossible. Especially when his grandfather took our only bedroom and left Beckett and me with one pullout sofa, one night, and absolutely nowhere left to hide.”