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Flash Marriage To The Billionaire Hockey Star

Chapter 4 

Word Count: 1352    |    Released on: 02/11/2026

Turn

o the teeth of the Nor'easter. Heavy snow slammed against the windshie

tightly over my purse on my knees, barely daring to breathe. Beside me, Knox drove with one large hand

sharp jaw and scarred brow, making him look mo

n lit up with an incoming Blu

of hesitation, he pressed the button on

n, the sharp ringtone echoing through the

th, yanked his silk tie loose

?" he asked, hi

female voice cut throu

you have any idea what kind of mess I just spent

ssenger door and wishing I could turn invisible. Overhearing a family war inside one o

e of the board's business," Knox said, his

sharp, mocking la

The tabloids are still running paparazzi photos of you

fifteen percent of Apex Capital's voting shares on your thirtieth bi

n't play by his nineteenth-c

ares!" Victoria snapped back

ound by the end of the month, they'll freeze the transfer and hand your board seat strai

his foot down

ghtly before coming to a dead stop at the empty red light. The sudden force threw me f

e. "Nobody touches my shares, and that bastard isn't setting one foot inside my

n on the steering wh

hythmic, heavy thumping of the windshield wipers pushi

ndow, holding my breath and praying he ha

ripped the steering wheel, his knuckles white against the black

ooked straight at me, his gra

l of that," h

y. "No! I was looking at the snow-I didn't hear a single word, I

oor. Gradually, the hostility faded from his expres

s the light turned green and he eased the car back onto the snowy

dropped my gaze to my bruis

night?" Knox asked suddenly, cutting straight to the bone. "Coach Richard left the house in

on hit a r

I tell Knox the real reason? Knox was the alternate captain and part-owner of the Bosto

son, or that Brodie himself had started looking at me like easy prey before he lef

omen chasing players for their paychecks; I refused to let hi

ivate hockey training and equipment," I said quiet

. Carlene feels like having an extra person in the house is a burden now that Richar

lap, praying he would buy

ng over the side of my face, taking in the cheap wool coat I was

ross billion-dollar negotiation tables-and sitting b

thinking he was going to press me about Brodie, Knox tap

Knox said, his deep voice suddenly calm and calcul

start my new job at Vanguard PR next week and save

u stay under that roof until you save up first and last month's rent?" Knox glanced at me, on

unable to argue. He had hear

f the empty snow-covered road just before the b

at to face me. His broad shoulders blocked out the gl

ze locking onto mine with unsettling intensity. "A deal where the La

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“Since my foster father passed away, my foster mother Carlene treated me like a burden she couldn't wait to discard. Fearing I would cling to her biological son-a rising NHL rookie coming home next week-she forced me into a blind date with a sleazy, arrogant finance bro to get rid of me. When he mocked my career and treated me like a cheap toy, I threw a glass of ice water in his face. He violently grabbed my wrist in the restaurant hallway, his fingers digging into my bones. Carlene didn't lift a finger to help. Instead, she glared at me. "Apologize to him right now, or I will throw your bags onto the street tomorrow morning!" After ten years of walking on eggshells in her house, my heart turned completely cold. I had no money, nowhere to go, and realized she would gladly watch me be destroyed just to keep her family pristine. Driven by pure survival instinct, I lunged at a tall stranger walking out of the VIP lounge and desperately claimed he was my boyfriend. I didn't expect him to be Knox Leonard, the billionaire head of Apex Capital and Boston's most untouchable NHL star. And I certainly didn't expect him to wrap his arm around my waist, terrify my abusers, and offer me a two-million-dollar marriage contract.”