Fake Marriage With The Mysterious Billionaire

Three Months Earlier The first notice came on a Tuesday. Mia found it pinned to her apartment door, a folded piece of paper, wet from the rain. FINAL WARNING. Her stomach turned before she even opened it. She didn’t have to because she knew what it said. For weeks now, men had been showing up at odd hours, leaving messages, calling from strange numbers. At first, she tried ignoring them, then blocking them. But it didn’t matter because they always found her no matter where she went. That night, she sat on the edge of her bed, staring at her brother’s old photo on the table. He was smiling and carefree, the way he always was before everything fell apart. “Why did you leave me with this?” she whispered, her eyes watering. It was filled with anger, guilt and exhaustion. He had taken out a loan two years ago without telling anyone, trying to keep his small auto shop open. Then came the accident that ruined her entire family, and then the bills that came with everything, lea

“Jump!” Jessa screamed into the small earpiece so loudly that Mia almost ripped it out of her ear. Her entire body started to tremble in fear as she watched the black car inch closer to her. The rain poured harder, soaking her dress and blurring her vision, but all she could focus on was the sound of the engine and the headlights cutting through the night. She had only a few seconds to make a decision that might ruin her life for good. “If you lose this f*cking chance, I’m going to kill you myself!” Jessa screamed again. “I promise you a slow and painful death!” Mia’s hands fisted at her sides, her chest tightening so much it felt like it was about to explode. Her legs felt weak, like they no longer belonged to her, but her brain felt like it was going a thousand mile per second. she wasn’t trying to think of a less insane way to stop the car in just a few seconds but couldn't see to come up with one. “I can’t do this, please,” she whispered desperately. “I will find a wa

“Why the h*ll did you shove her? Are you out of your fucking mind?” Jessa yelled the moment Blaine stepped back into the van. Her face was red with rage, her hands clenched tightly at her sides. What annoyed her the most wasn’t even what he’d done, it was the smug smile plastered across his face, like he was proud of himself. He knew that such action could have ruined everything they had carefully planned out and he still went on to do something crazy. Blaine shut the van door behind him and shrugged casually. “She didn’t get run over. That’s what matters,” he said calmly. “All I did was give her a little shove. She froze up. She wasn’t ready to stop the car. If I hadn’t done something, she would’ve let him drive off and you wouldn't have liked that. Isn’t that what you wanted?" Jessa groaned loudly and dragged a hand through her hair. “You could have gotten her killed,” she snapped. “Do you even understand what would have happened if that car hadn’t stopped in time? all of this

After Max Hult left her alone in the hospital room, Mia thought about running away at first. She even got off the bed, ready to leave, but stopped when a nurse walked in to check on her. The nurse told her to get some rest and explained that she wouldn’t be discharged until the following morning so she couldn’t leave. Mia had no choice but to lie back down. She stared at the white ceiling in silence, thinking about what to do. The comms had fallen out of her ear when she fell into the road, and she didn’t have her phone with her because she had left it in her purse. It felt like her hands were tied. She had no instructions from Jessa and no idea if this was her only chance to get close to Max Hult. Everything felt complicated, like wires slowly getting tangled up. She eventually drifted off to sleep, but when she woke up the next morning, her agitation only grew worse. Hours passed, and all Mia wanted was to go home and hide from everything, hoping her problems would simply disap

The morning sunlight filtered through the car windows, casting a soft glow over Mia as she sat silently in the backseat. Her hands were folded tightly in her lap, and her gaze remained fixed out the window. She was afraid to speak. Afraid that if she said anything, Max would somehow know everything about Jessa, Blaine, Rico, the plan, and the chaos that had followed her like a shadow. If he didn't already know.. She didn’t trust herself to speak, so she stayed quiet, letting the car sound along the winding roads. Every turn made her stomach tighten. Every movement of the vehicle made her heart race. She felt like a trapped bird, pinned in a cage of her own mistakes and circumstances she didn’t understand. After what felt like an eternity, the car slowed down and Mia’s eyes widened. She wasn’t sure whether to gasp in awe or to shrivel into herself. Max’s estate loomed before her, massive and imposing. Towering gates, manicured gardens that stretched as far as she could see, and t