Flash Marriage To My Secret Tycoon

Chapter 3 No.3

Word Count: 826 | Released on: 19/08/2026

e Alayna. Fluorescent lights glowed

ising a hand, she touched the neat gauze taped over her brow a

ece together the cr

harcoal suit. He didn't ask how she was. He checked his g

nthouse and assaulted your own assistant over some ridiculous jealous fit. Now the girl is in urgent care with a sprained wrist. If the p

n bed with her, Father. In the home we

convenience, not grounds to blow up an alliance. Legal is drafting the girl's non-disclosure agreem

fiancé," Alayna said, her voice dropping to a fre

utor while you're under the family umbrella. If you don't fix this by five o'clock, I will freeze every operating account tied to y

ead and freeze them. But I will not be

er sneer. "You'll be calling

lked out, letting the door s

ed back against the pillows, closing her eyes as a slow, steady tear tracked down her cheek.

k sounded a

the storm s

over a dark t-shirt. He moved with a quiet, groun

le and pulled a clean napkin from

s. "Thank you... for last night

resting his forearms on his knees. "C

yes held a calm, unshakeable stillness that felt remarkab

hands-the hands that had cut her free

from her mother's trust do

dependent under the original family umbrella. The moment she entered a legal marriage

her into a corner. Jordon assum

he quiet man si

are you

es, a faint, unreadable stillness flicker

replied

need a legal spouse to protect my mother's estate from my father, and I will pay you five thousand dollars a

the absurdity, or walk out the door. A normal

as the low hum of the air conditioner. His dark eyes remained completely steady, holding hers with

ave a single,

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“"She thought she hired an obedient, five-thousand-dollar-a-month construction worker. She had no idea he was the ruthless Wall Street emperor who had been secretly obsessed with her for fifteen years." On the eve of finalizing her high-society wedding, an anonymous text led Alayna straight to her penthouse bedroom-where she caught her fiancé naked with his assistant. Disgusted, Alayna smashed a wine bottle over his skull, threw her ring in his face, and walked away. But minutes later, a near-fatal car crash in the freezing rain left her trapped in a burning wreck. When she woke in the hospital, her father offered no comfort. He coldly demanded she crawl back and beg her cheating fiancé for forgiveness to save the family merger. When she refused, he froze her bank accounts to $0.00, while the Harris family threatened to crush her startup game studio. Desperate to claim her late mother's trust fund and escape her toxic family, Alayna made a reckless decision. She proposed a strict, one-year contract marriage to Cruz-the scarred, quiet construction worker who had pulled her from the burning car. "Deal," he said. To Alayna, he was just a gentle, broke laborer who fixed her plumbing and gave her crumpled twenty-dollar bills for groceries. But behind the dust and the worn flannel, her new husband was Augustine Cleveland-the lethal, masked billionaire who commanded global empires from the shadows. And he had already initiated total scorched-earth protocols against every single person who had ever made his wife cry.”