I Woke Up Married To A Stranger Hockey Prince

I woke up married to a stranger. Not just any stranger. Garrick Sinclair-the cold, ruthless captain of the Chicago Mustangs, the man every woman in Chicago dreamed of and every sensible woman stayed away from. I didn't remember marrying him. I didn't even remember sleeping with him. Yet there was a diamond ring on my finger, a marriage certificate beside the bed, and Garrick looking at me like I was nothing more than another gold digger trying to get her hands on his money. He offered me cash to disappear. I wanted nothing from him except the truth. But then his adoptive father died, leaving behind a shocking condition for Garrick's inheritance: He had to be married. Suddenly, the marriage neither of us remembered became the only thing protecting his family's billion-dollar empire. Then my mother was murdered. I came home to find her dead among the roses she loved, only to wake up in a police station as the prime suspect. My home was a crime scene. My mother was gone. And I had nowhere left to turn. Except the husband who had once wanted me gone. Garrick got me out of jail and pulled me into his world. But the closer we became, the stranger everything felt. Whenever he touched me, he remembered things he had forgotten. A locked room. A terrified little boy. A girl in a pink dress. And a promise made in the dark. I thought my marriage to Garrick was the worst mistake of my life. Now I'm starting to wonder if it was the one thing that was never a mistake at all. Because I may not be a stranger to Garrick Sinclair. I may be the missing piece of his darkest memory. And someone has already killed once to make sure we never remember the truth.

Romance Suspense Contract marriage Arranged Marriage Billionaire One-night Stand Dark Romance Sports Romance (Hockey/Football/Soccer/MMA/Swimming)

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"Asher... I want more..."

Ambiguous gasps and moans were heard through the gap in the bathroom doors.

Eliana Pierce felt like she was falling into an ice cellar as she stood outside the door.

The people inside the bathroom were none other than her friend, Erica Duffy, and her fiance, Asher Harrison.

"You mischievous little darling." Asher's voice was filled with lust, which was nothing like Eliana had heard before.

Erica smiled and asked softly, "Do you like it? Aren't I better for you than Eliana?"

"Don't talk about her!" Asher huffed in a low voice.

Erica groaned, "Don't be angry. It's all her fault that she would rather find a male prostitute than sleep with you..."

"She is such a bitch!" Asher interrupted Erica, venting the hatred in his heart as he kneaded her body so hard until she began to implore him to be gentle.

At the same time, Eliana staggered backwards, her hands trembling as she tried to hide the hickeys on her neck. Her eyes were red and she was on the verge of tears.

"You will break off the engagement with Eliana, won't you?"

"Of course, I will! That bitch doesn't deserve to marry into my family! Like mother, like daughter. Back then, her mother also tempted and provoked some big shot, which caused Eliana's father to die..." Asher snorted disdainfully.

"Didn't her father commit suicide?"

"That was just for show!"

Upon hearing those words, Eliana felt her brain buzzing.

By the time she came to her senses, she had already pulled the bathroom door open, and stormed in.

"What did you just say, Asher?"

Asher and Erica naked in the bathroom, their faces paled from the shock.

Asher quickly grabbed the bath towel beside him in a hurry. "Eliana, what are you doing here?"

Eliana grabbed his hand tightly, trembling, and demanded, "Tell me, who killed my parents!"

"Let him go!" Erica, who was still naked, reached out and pushed Eliana away.

Since Eliana was not expecting the attack, she staggered backwards, and hit her head on the bathtub.

She instantly blacked out and fell unconscious.

Seeing that she was not moving, Erica plucked up the courage to feel her breath, and found that it was very weak.

Horrified, Asher asked, "What happened to her?"

Erica suddenly withdrew her hand, and said in a shaky voice, "She has... I think she's dead."

"What? She's dead?"

"Yeah. What should we do now, Asher?" Erica's lips were quivering as she lowered her head, preventing him from seeing through her lie.

Asher's heart skipped a beat. He took a step forward to find out the truth for himself.

However, Erica threw herself into his arms, and burst into tears. "Eliana is dead! And I don't want to go to jail! Help me, Asher! Could you keep it a secret for me?"

Asher frowned. He was really irritated. "What's the point of keeping it a secret? When..."

"Just dispose of her body, and erase all evidence!"

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