My Fake Husband
“Where’s that bastard?”
My eyes snapped toward the woman storming into the room like a hurricane.
“I couldn’t stop her, Mr. Darian!”
I waved the guy away and studied the woman whose hair looked like it had gone through war, clearly fighting her way up here. My brothers looked just as entertained as I did confused.
“Which bastard?”
“My bastard of a husband! Where is Darian Freeman?”
My brothers burst out laughing like they’d just witnessed the world’s finest comedy show.
I, however, failed to see the joke.
She smoothed her wild hair, fixing those hazel eyes on me.
“Tell me where he is. I swear I won’t kill him. I just want to shove these papers down his throat,” she said, waving the papers in my face.
“There must be a mistake,” I said, still trying to piece this insanity together.
“Oh stop feeding me fairy tales! Where is that son of a bitch?”
“Are you insane? There’s clearly a mistake here! I am Darian Freeman and I am one hundred percent sure I am not your husband!”
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Chapter: Erotic PaintingBELINDAIt only took ten minutes to get down to the parking lot, get in the car, and pull up in front of a villa. If I had known his house was this close, I wouldn’t have bothered going to the office—I’d have called a locksmith and walked in as his wife.“It’s pretty close,” I muttered as I unbuckled my seatbelt, clutching Paspas tight in my arms.Stepping out of the car, I let out a low whistle. Clearly the scam artist married the wrong person. Darian should’ve married himself.“We’ve been here for two years. When the land went up for sale three years ago, we bought it.”“You all live here?”“Yes. The ground floor is Marcus’s, second floor is mine, top floor is my brother’s.”“He knows how to choose,” I said, eyeing the massive villa. “Saved the best view for himself.”Normally villas had a single entrance, but this one had a separate outdoor entrance to each floor.“Big property,” I commented, noticing there were no houses nearby.“Big enough,” he murmured. My version of “enough” an
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Chapter: Test With CatBELINDA“Stop pointing at the door every two minutes, you two-legged giraffe! I swear I’ll shove that door right through your head!”What kind of lunatic was this man? No filter on his tongue, no control in his eyes… and his eyes were strange anyway. Not exactly gray, not really blue either.I was pretty sure the youngest one's eyes were turquoise. As for the other two, I hadn’t exactly figured theirs out.I always thought hazel-eyed people — like me — had the most unpredictable eyes. Green in the sun, brown in the dark, hazel in normal light. Even my eyes couldn’t decide what color they wanted to be, serving a surprise platter depending on the moment. Darian’s eyes were like that too. When he narrowed them in anger, they looked turquoise; when he blinked trying to calm down, they shifted gray…Whatever! Who cared? They didn’t matter. I just needed them to get me out of this mess. Their eye color was the least of my problems.“I swear I’ll step on you, girl!”“Come try, handsome!” I w
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Chapter: Get OutDARIANLuke snatched the phone from my hand and barked, “Don’t come,” before hanging up.“What are you doing?” I demanded, furious. He hauled me back toward the desk and put distance between me and Belinda.“Bro, it’s safer if she stays with you,” Luke said.“Why the hell should she stay with me? Pay her debt and get lost!” I was ready to be rid of her. Better to pay and be done with it than invite trouble into my life.“This might be bigger than we think. It’s not small money. The loan sharks have threatened — and she appears married to you. God forbid something happens to her, our name could get dragged into it. That won’t be good for business,” he tried to reason. Working for the state and higher-ups meant our operation required discretion. But what did a fake marriage have to do with any of this?“And maybe this crazy woman hunting you will see she’s married and stop trying to trap you!”Hearing him mention that psycho just made me angrier.“Seems like all crazy people find me,” I
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Chapter: Who Are You DARIAN“Where’s that bastard?”My eyes snapped to the woman who barreled into the room like a gust of wind.“I couldn’t hold her, Mr. Darian!”I waved the man away with a hand and gave the disheveled woman—who’d clearly fought her way up here—an inquisitive look. My brothers weren’t any different from me in that moment.“Which bastard?”“The bastard who’s supposed to be my husband! Where is Darian Freeman?”At her words my two brothers exploded into laughter as if they’d just seen the punchline of the century. I, for one, saw nothing funny. Not a thing.She smoothed her hair and fixed those hazel eyes on me.“Tell me where he is. I swear I won’t kill him. I just want to shove these papers up his ass,” she said, waving the documents in my face.“There must be some mistake,” I said, still trying to make sense of this whole mess.“Don’t read me fairy tales! Where is that little son of a bitch?”“Are you crazy, woman? There’s a mistake! I’m Darian Freeman, but I am one hundred percent cer
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Chapter: Where İs HeDARIAN“Where’s that bastard?”My eyes snapped toward the woman storming into the room like a hurricane.“I couldn’t stop her, Mr. Darian!”I waved the guy away and studied the woman whose hair looked like it had gone through war, clearly fighting her way up here. My brothers looked just as entertained as I did confused.“Which bastard?”“My bastard of a husband! Where is Darian Freeman?”My brothers burst out laughing like they’d just witnessed the world’s finest comedy show.I, however, failed to see the joke.She smoothed her wild hair, fixing those hazel eyes on me.“Tell me where he is. I swear I won’t kill him. I just want to shove these papers down his throat,” she said, waving the papers in my face.“There must be a mistake,” I said, still trying to piece this insanity together.“Oh stop feeding me fairy tales! Where is that son of a bitch?”“Are you insane? There’s clearly a mistake here! I am Darian Freeman and I am one hundred percent sure I am not your husband!”---ONE WE
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