The Billionaire's Bargain Bride

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ises. I alw

—maybe it meant to be broken. Right now, it contradicted everything that I believed

looking back at the dying woman in my arms I failed to protect, I just couldn’t let it

e wedding—my wedding in two days. And here I was, working my ass off e

ing about her that I

business deal, and her family was even enthusiastic about that—the

uses every time there were gatherings, even our engagemen

mutual understanding b

again, even if I tried to ig

ck

irst page. Her picture caught me off guard. She looked young in this photograph

y chair. My cheeks burned as if someone

other. “What are you doing here? Aren’t you

for from my PI. I was curious about my future wife, and at the same, I wanted to know a b

er father, and so as her brother. Who wa

who chose to save his bu

itch. I hated him even more—he had my future wife on

ur teeth would crack if you wouldn’t calm down.

ere again?” I straigh

up on you and make sure you’re not getting c

ted to throw them in the trash. I tried to focus on some things, pa

be ugly, fat, with braces and pimples, but if the picture in

held a multitude of secrets. Her nose was straight and perfect. Those l

ownfall. I c

married. It’s normal. You wouldn’t be human if you

g that my life would change drastically in a matter of two days, I

t the one whose life is gonna be

If you just took my advice to meet an

ant to take care of h

t that she’s

r father and Jasper are power-hungry, I feel like

ade the rig

pe she’s not a p

brother. It should b

run away and never show up

I will be marryi

fiancee in one sentence made me see red. An unfamiliar possessiven

His eyes glimmered with laughter. His lips twitched in amus

of things I need to settle befor

saluted before he burst

back. Everything was set and ready for the big day, only me that I couldn’t think of even getting

the more I stared at it, the more she turned into a fucking swan. This is not happening. Some

ould. But by just looking at her image, I wished I was wrong. These unfamiliar feelings of raw lust, rage

phone vibrated on my desk. An unk

ol

f a terrified woman. My hea

ent. Why do I fee

’s t

The line

t the fuck?” She knew me and called m

ed back, but I got the feeling it sounded like her life was hanging i

d quickly from

’s t

r fucking Greer, my fu

s glare even if he was not i

’s f

he sounded terrified, and

seconds as if he was trading his wo

ld against

the arrangement.” Of course, who would willingly want to marry someone like me? I may b

mall cut or bruise on her skin on my wedding day, call every

cour

days, I have a bride