Flash Marriage To The NHL Billionaire Boss

Author: Julie Mosco

Chapter 1

Word Count: 709 | Released on: Today at 15:11

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nge man's heavy arm l

e wallet on the nightstand, flipp

my best friend's terrifying uncle

and dragged me flush against his scorching chest. Fragments of ne

shing against a layer of rough calluses--worn from years of gripping a ho

rack. Messy black hair, a high nose bridge, thin lips pressed tight. My gaze

r before--at a part

ain of the Boston hockey team, the Barrett family's absol

rom the floor, and put it on. I stopped at the door. Given his controlling natur

tepad, scribbled, "Great service. Keep the change," and pinned th

utton frantically. With a di

mber eyes wide as she took in my m

ou coming out of the

speak. "I blacked out... I hired a ma

e was just about to press for details w

he screen, and h

alls this early when he's

e sugary sweet. "Good

's cold, hard voice cam

Four Seasons, hea

e penthouse

without a

found out I skipped work last night. Go to the of

se suite. I immediately ducked into the elevator and hit t

ver the address for Aurora Arena. The whole ride, I pray

artment, I knew something was off. Coworkers were h

ee saw me and wal

e shake-up in management. President Arthur is taking an indefinite leave for health reasons, a

ast night's mess was the real problem. I was about to turn and ask Carolee who exactly this new president was when the desk phone rang. The rece

ceiver, my fa

cheating

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Flash Marriage To The NHL Billionaire Boss

Julie Mosco Romance

“To celebrate dumping my cheating fiancé, I got blackout drunk and had a wild one-night stand with a male escort. The next morning, I opened his wallet to leave a tip, only to freeze at the name on the ID-Connor Barrett, the ruthless billionaire hockey legend and my best friend's terrifying uncle. Panicking, I left a "great service" note with my last few bills and fled. My controlling father immediately froze my bank accounts to force me back to my cheating ex. Desperate, I took a $10,000 salary advance from my PR job and couriered it to Connor as hush money. But hours later, my company announced a tyrannical new president had taken over. It was him. He cornered me in his penthouse office, tossing my torn advance form and the envelope of cash onto his mahogany desk. "You think ten thousand dollars is enough to buy a night with Connor Barrett?" He threatened to leak my escort note to the tabloids and ruin me completely unless I signed a marriage license with him to satisfy a league morality clause. I was completely trapped, penniless, and cornered by a man who controlled everything in this city. I tried to resign and run, but he legally bound me to the company by forcing the salary advance into my account. Sitting in the staff cafeteria later, his hand slid up my bare thigh under the table right in front of his oblivious niece. I realized there was no escaping this billionaire's cage.”