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Mia hadn’t expected to see him when she walked into the dinning room that evening.

Dinner had become a quiet, predictable routine over the past weeks. She walked into the dining room that evening with her shoulders already relaxed, prepared for another silent meal taken alone at the long table, the echo of cutlery and the soft footsteps of maids her only company.

She took one step inside and froze.

Max Hult was seated at the head of the table.

For a second, Mia thought she might be imagin
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    Mia remained seated at the dining table for a while after Max had left. The chair across from her was still warm, or maybe that was just her imagination. The massive table suddenly felt too large and empty, the untouched plates making her stomach twist. The soft clinking of cutlery from the kitchen drifted faintly in the distance, but no one came to check on her. She counted her breaths. One, two, three. When she was sure enough time had passed, when the tension in her chest loosened just a little, she finally pushed her chair back and stood. She hadn’t taken more than two steps out of the dining room when she froze. When she heard footsteps. Her heart jumped into her throat. Mia instinctively stepped back, pressing herself against the wall just before the hallway opened into view. She held her breath, peeking just enough to see without being seen. Max was walking toward her direction. And he looked nothing like the man she had eaten dinner with moments ago. Hi

  • Fake Marriage With The Mysterious Billionaire    chapter 37

    The moment Max stepped out of the dining room, the calm expression he had worn like a perfectly tailored suit shattered. His jaw clenched hard enough to ache, his shoulders stiffening as if the walls themselves had suddenly grown heavier. The corridor stretched before him, long and dimly lit, the soft glow of wall lamps doing little to ease the tension coiled tight in his chest. He exhaled slowly through his nose. Dinner had been a mistake. Not because of Mia, never because of her, but because of what her presence did to him. The way she looked at him with that careful distance. The way she spoke like every word was weighed, measured, guarded. The way her eyes flickered with fear when he pressed just a little too close to the truth. He had seen it. And it bothered him far more than he wanted to admit. Max walked briskly down the hallway, his footsteps echoing faintly against the marble floor. The house was too quiet at this hour. It always was. A place this large shouldn’t fee

  • Fake Marriage With The Mysterious Billionaire    chapter 36

    Mia hadn’t expected to see him when she walked into the dinning room that evening. Dinner had become a quiet, predictable routine over the past weeks. She walked into the dining room that evening with her shoulders already relaxed, prepared for another silent meal taken alone at the long table, the echo of cutlery and the soft footsteps of maids her only company. She took one step inside and froze. Max Hult was seated at the head of the table. For a second, Mia thought she might be imagining him. It had been so long since she’d seen him in this room that her mind refused to accept the sight immediately. He sat with his back straight, his jacket already removed and his sleeves rolled just enough to expose his forearms. A glass of water sat untouched beside his plate, and his attention was fixed on the tablet in front of him. Her heart lurched violently against her ribs. He lifted his gaze slowly, as if he’d known the exact moment she would walk in. “You’re late,” he said mildl

  • Fake Marriage With The Mysterious Billionaire    chapter 35

    The invitations went out exactly one week later. Cream-colored envelopes, thick and elegant, sealed with a discreet insignia that needed no explanation. They arrived quietly and efficiently, hand-delivered to select homes across the city, homes that belonged to people who moved within the same rarefied circles as Max Hult. People he wanted at the wedding. There were announcements or press releases. Just enough to spark curiosity. Doris Hult Brandon was halfway through her afternoon tea when her butler appeared at the entrance of the sitting room. “Madam,” he said, his voice respectful, “a delivery has arrived for you.” She glanced up from her porcelain cup, already sensing something unusual. “From whom?” “There was no sender listed,” he replied, stepping forward and placing a single envelope on the table before her. Doris’s eyes fell on it instantly and her fingers paused mid-motion. She didn’t need to open it to know. The seal alone was enough. Slowly, she set her teacup

  • Fake Marriage With The Mysterious Billionaire    chapter 34

    Time passed. by faster than Mia wanted and two weeks passed faster than she anticipated. Every morning, Mia woke to the same pale light filtering through the curtains of her room. The same soft knock from a maid reminding her it was time for breakfast. The same silence when she stepped into the dining room and found Max’s seat empty. Always empty. At first, she told herself it was temporary. That he was busy. That he would eventually appear, maybe with a curt nod, maybe with a brief instruction, but days turned into a full week, and then another, and Max remained a ghost in his own house. He wasn’t there for breakfast. He wasn’t there for lunch. He wasn’t there for dinner. It began to feel as though he didn’t live in the mansion at all. Mia had no way to study his routine. If it weren’t for the subtle evidence of his existence and the maids moving with quiet urgency whenever his name was mentioned, or the occasional glimpse of his car arriving long after midnight, Mia might h

  • Fake Marriage With The Mysterious Billionaire    chapter 33

    Max sat behind his desk, one hand resting idly near his laptop. The screen was dark now, but his mind was anything but there. He kept thinking back to the party. Not the music or the conversations, those had been meaningless noise, but the faces. The expressions that had flickered across them when he walked in with Mia at his side. A soft knock sounded at the door breaking through his thoughts. “Come in,” Max said without looking up. The door opened, and Scott stepped inside, closing it carefully behind him. He didn’t sit immediately. Instead, he studied Max for a moment, the way only someone who had known him for years could, taking in the stillness, the rigid calm that usually meant something was churning beneath the surface. “You’ve been quiet since last night,” Scott said finally. “That’s not like you. Even for you.” Max glanced up then, his expression neutral. “I wasn’t aware I owed commentary.” Scott huffed softly and moved to one of the chairs across from the desk, s

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