One Night With My Unknown Mr. Hockey

Chapter 5

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oice had been so calm, so devoid of emotion, simply stating that he would pass th

lose myself in my work. A child's birthday cake,

my personal phone rang. The name on the screen made

reath before an

rough the receiver. "What did you do to Mrs. Kensington? She called me, scr

lieved her?" I said coldly. "Wi

! All I know is that the Kensingtons are furious b

my knuckles turned white. "I

atening. "Have you forgotten about your mother's medical

d my chest. My moth

defeated. "I'll

badly to continue working. The delicate top of

me. The moment I walked in, I was met with the hostile stares of my father, my stepmo

any sneered. She had always envied my contr

ed to my father. "I'm

he front page featured a photo of Eleanor shouting outside my apartment,

his," Gary

ere's nothing to explain. She slandered me. I've already signed t

y stepmother Brenda shrieked. "Your sister's tuition, the mortgage o

ed over me. "That's my money. I'll pay for my mother's me

his feet, his hand

I'll go straight to the Kensingtons and tell them their daughter-in-law is b

n midair. Slowly

ce dripping with false sweetness. "All you have to do is apologize

u want him so badly, why

she blurted out, then

ibunal ended with them cornering me. They demand

ant faces and spoke, my voice fla

er of triumph

I said, "but o

on has to come

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Tamarah Lupton Romance

“I was two years into a contract marriage with Caleb Kensington, a billionaire I had never even met, just waiting for my five-million-dollar divorce settlement to finally escape my toxic family. But just three months before the divorce, I was drugged at a party and woke up in a hotel bed next to a strange, muscular man. Terrified of losing my settlement due to a strict fidelity clause, I fled in a panic, accidentally taking his custom-made shirt. The very next morning, my monstrous mother-in-law stormed into my apartment, found the shirt, and publicly humiliated me as a cheating, gold-digging whore. My greedy father and stepmother then cornered me, threatening to stop paying my sick mother's hospital bills if I didn't crawl back and beg the Kensingtons for forgiveness. I was violated, slandered, and pushed to the absolute edge by the people who were supposed to protect me. Desperate to make my family back off, I threw out an impossible bluff. "I'll only go back if Caleb Kensington comes to get me himself." I knew the notoriously ruthless and reclusive billionaire would never show his face for a fake wife like me. But that night, a black Bentley pulled into my driveway, and the man who stepped out to tear up my divorce papers was the exact same stranger from the hotel room.”