Escaping The Erotic Billionaire

Flash Marriage To My Best Friend's Father

Madel Cerda

I was once the heiress to the Solomon empire, but after it crumbled, I became the "charity case" ward of the wealthy Hyde family. For years, I lived in their shadows, clinging to the promise that Anson Hyde would always be my protector. That promise shattered when Anson walked into the ballroom with Claudine Chapman on his arm. Claudine was the girl who had spent years making my life a living hell, and now Anson was announcing their engagement to the world. The humiliation was instant. Guests sneered at my cheap dress, and a waiter intentionally sloshed champagne over me, knowing I was a nobody. Anson didn't even look my way; he was too busy whispering possessively to his new fiancée. I was a ghost in my own home, watching my protector celebrate with my tormentor. The betrayal burned. I realized I wasn't a ward; I was a pawn Anson had kept on a shelf until he found a better trade. I had no money, no allies, and a legal trust fund that Anson controlled with a flick of his wrist. Fleeing to the library, I stumbled into Dallas Koch-a titan of industry and my best friend's father. He was a wall of cold, absolute power that even the Hydes feared. "Marry me," I blurted out, desperate to find a shield Anson couldn't climb. Dallas didn't laugh. He pulled out a marriage agreement and a heavy fountain pen. "Sign," he commanded, his voice a low rumble. "But if you walk out that door with me, you never go back." I signed my name, trading my life for the only man dangerous enough to keep me safe.

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CHAPTER 1

JENNA'S POV

"Seriously?" I stormed into the study, holding up a newspaper.

"If there's anything I won't take, grandpa is you always devising a means to get me married."

I threw the papers across the desk grandpa was sitted on.

"I see this is your new way of saying thank you?" He said. "You are lucky you got to hear about it this time and not run away like a little girl."

He adjusted his glasses as he fixed his gaze at me. Anger? Annoyance? I couldn't read his expression from how he looked.

I looked at grandpa confused trying make sense of what I just heard. Did he say thank you? Was it for always making marriage plans behind my back? Or when he arranged a "board meeting" which by coincidence just happened to be my wedding.

I rolled my eyes. "Of course I'm supposed to be appreciative of all the times you tried to ruin my life."

"If getting married was a means to ruin peoples lives, the whole world would have been a mess by now," he snapped.

I looked down at my shoes, and gritted my teeth. "At least I don't get to end up like mum and dad...." The room fell silent as though I just uttered a forbidden word.

Grandpa's expression fell flat, his gaze turned to me. "You don't know anything about your mum and dad's relationship worked," his voice with a hint of anger.

"You're only trying to hide the truth from me as usual; dad has always being a freak. Mom died! And whose fault was that? My own fucking father.

My heart raced against my chest. I'd never felt this surge of hatred stream through me just at the thought of my father.

Grandpa walked up to me, holding my hands in his. "Jenna, my child. Everything your mom did was solely on her terms." He continued, "Kristen was my favorite, and just like you I made sure to give her all she ever asked for. Your dad was just a manipulative devil who drove her to her death."

"No....if you claim you love her then why didn't you stop them from getting married?" I drew my hand back. "Answer me." "Honey?" Grandpa called softly. I looked up at him. He gave a sad smile and squeezed my shoulder.

"Something's happen which we can't quite control. Your father was a low life, and I curse the day I let your mother get married to him."

"Which is why I decided to get you married myself....to prevent what happened to your mother."

"And the company? Getting married would mean me not paying full attention to the company?"

"It's about time you forget about the business and start to think about raising a family, Jenna." He cried. "I'm to blame for your lack of interest in getting married; I gave you everything you have and now you couldn't care less if a man was in the picture or not."

I glanced around the room refusing to make eye contact. All I could do was stand there like a child getting scolded.

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