All Chapters of 365 Days With My Fake Husband : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

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The Debt I couldn't Escape

The landlord's voice echoed in her head like a bad dream. "Three days , Jessica . If you don't pay, you and your junk are out". Jessica tightened her grip on the cracked envelope in her hand . Another bill. Another threat. Another reminder that no matter how many shifts she worked or how many meals she skipped, she was never going to be enough. The flourescent lights of the diner buzzed above her. She stood behind the counter in her worn uniform, her apron stained with coffee and stress. A customer snapped his fingers impatiently, but her vision blurred. Her finger trembled. "Jess?" She blinked, turning to seer her manager, Marta, standing by the kitchen doorway with a frown. "You Okay?" Jessica forced a smile. " Year just a little tired". "Take a break. You look like you're about to pass out". she didn't need a break - she needed a miracle. By the time her shift ended, the sky was a dull gray, and the rain matched her mood . She wrapped her hoodie tighter aroun

The Devil's Contract

Jessica didn't sleep that night. Even with the heater off and the room freezing, sweat clung to her skin like guilt. Everytime she closed her eyes, she imagined her mother's voice, the bills piling up, and Romeo's voice saying, "Then we begin tommorow. Tomorrow was now today. At exactly 8am, a knock came at the door. Sheopened it to find a tall man man in a blacksuit- no expression, no greeting. He handed her a sealed black envelope and walked away without a word. She stared at the evelope like it might explode. Inside was the contract. Temporary Matrimony Agreement- twelve pages of precise, cold languages. Her name was printed on every page, binding her to a world she didn't belong in. "Marriage shall last exactly 365 days." "No physical intimacy unless both parties agree". Violation of discretion will result in contract termination and loss of benefits". And the final clause: $250,000 upon completion. All personal debts cleared. Her hands trembled. This wasn'

A Bride With No Wedding

The wedding took less than ten minutes. No flowers. No music. No family. Just a silent room in a private courthouse , two signatures , and a judge who barely looked up from the papers. Jessica stood beside Romeo, dressed in a plain beige dress borrowed from the wardrope his assistant had delivered that morning. Her hands trembled, not from nerves, but from disbelief. This was it. She was getting married- not for love, but for survival. Romeo looked as composed as ever, in a perfectly tailored black suit. He didn't smile. He didn't even glance at her. " Let's proceed, he said to the judge. Jessica swallowed hard. The judge nodded, adjusted his glasses, and began reading from a prepared script. "Do you, Romeo Blackwood, take Jessica Lane as your lawfully wedded wife, in accordance with the terms agreed upon in the private contract signed on". " Yes, Romeo interrupted flatly. The judge blinked, but didn't argue. "Miss Lane?" Jessica hesitated . Her voice

New Rules, New Life

Jessica woke up to silence. No blaring alarm. No neighbours shouting through paper thin walls. No smell of burnt toast or cracked tiles above her bed. Just stillness....and expensive linen sheets wrapped around her silk. For a second, She forgot where she was. Then she saw the massive window, sunlight flooding from the room, and remembered she was in his world now. Romeo Blackwood's penthouse. Her new home. For the next 365 days. She sat up slowly, rubbing her eyes. The clock on the nightstand read 7:14 am. A note was placed neatly next to it: "Breakfast is at 8. Do not be late". So formal. So him. She slipped out of bed and tiptoed across the plush rug to the bathroom. It looked like a spa. White marble counters, rainfall shower, and a mirror that lit up when she steppedin front of it. Laid out on the counter was a black box with a silver ribbon. A tag on top read: "Wear this". Inside was a knee- length white dress sleek, simple, elegant. Alongside it sat a deli

A Glamour Cage

Jessica stood in front of the full length mirror, stunned. The dress clung to her body like it had been poured on deep emerald silk, off shoulder, with a slit that ran up her thigh and made her feel like someone else entirely. Her hair was pinned into soft curls, a gold comb glittering above her ear. Diamond earrings real ones, she was told sparkled under the chandelier light. She hardly recognized herself. "You look like a dream", said Lorenzo, the stylist, with with a proud grin. "A billionaire's dream, to be exact ". Jessica smiled politely but said nothing. The truth was, she felt like a fraud wrapped in satin. Juliet appeared behind her, flipping through a clipboard. "You'll arrive at exactly 7:10. You and Mr. Blackwood will enter together, greet the board, then do a short toast. No interviews tonight, but photos are expected. Stick to short answers it anyone speaks to you". Jessica blinked. "A toast? What toast?" "A simple line or two. Mr. Bl

The I'llness He Hides

Two days passed, and Romeo barely spoke to her. They crossed paths in the hallway, shared breakfasts in silence, and sat across each other like strangers trapped in the same painting. Jessica wasn't sure if she had done something wrong...or if this was just how he was with everyone. But his eyes told her something else he was hiding pain. And not just emotional. That evening, she heard a sound from down the hall-a muffed thud, followed by a low groan. Her heart skipped. She followed the sound, barefoot, careful not to make noise. The door to his study was open just a crack. She peeked inside. Romeo was on the floor. One hand braced on the desk , his other clutching his side. His breathing was uneven. His skin looked pale. And for the first time, the invincible Romeo Blackwood looked... weak. "Romeo?" She said softly. His head shot up. "Get out ", he snapped. Jessica didn't move. "Are you" " I said get out!" But his voice was strained. Like shouting hu

The Deal They Didn't Expect

Three days after Jessica confronted Romeo about his illness, things had shifted... but only slightly. He still guarded himself. Still walked the weight of the world sat on his shoulders. But he no longer barked orders at her, and when he passed her in the hallway, he actually nodded instead of ignoring her completely. Small wins. But Jessica knew better than to expect miracles overnight. And the Juliet showed up with news that shattered whatever calm they had managed to build. " We've got a situation ", she said, barging into the kitchen where Jessica was pouring tea. Romeo looked up from his seat, his eyes narrowing. "What kind of situation?" Juliet laid her phone on the table and played a video. It was news segment grainy footage of a sleek black car pulling up to a restaurant, and Romeo stepping out.... with Jessica on his arm. "Rumors continue to swirl around billionaire Romeo Blackwood and his suprise wife. Who is she? Where did she come from? And wh

Public Love, Private Pain

The interview had been a success. The video went viral overnight. Thousands of views. Hundreds of comments. Some called them "couple goals." Others weren't convinced it was real. Jessica sat on the penthouse balcony the morning after, scrolling through reactions on her phone. "They really believe we're in love", she muttered under her breath. Romeo stepped out with two mugs of coffee."Good. That's the point". She raised an eyebrow as she handed her a mug. "You're making coffee for me now?" "Don't get used to it", he said, settling into the chair next to her. The silence between them wasn't akward anymore. It was...... comfortable. Almost warm. But Jessica hadn't forgotten what she saw in that drawer. The reports. The truth. "Are you feeling better today?" She asked carefully. He didn't answer right away. "Today's a good day", he said. "I'll take it." Jessica looked at him. "What happens when they not good?" "Then i pretend harder" "You don't have to pr

The Past She's Hiding From

Jessica had nicely barely gotten Romeo to rest after the gala before Juliet showed up at the penthouse the next morning again. This time, her expression was darker than usual. "We've got a problem", She said , tossing a file into the kitchen counter. Jessica's stomach flipped. "Another press leak?" "Worse". Romeo appeared behind her, still a grey robe, eyes tired. "What now?" Juliet hesitated. "Godwin's team hired a private investigating". Jessica's pulse sped up. She already didn't like where this was going. "He's digging into Jessica's past". Jessica's breath caught. "My past?" "He knows you weren't just some waitress. He found a file- your father's prison record, the school fights, the restraining order from your ex". "Stop!" Jessica snapped, her voice breathing. Romeo turned sharply to look at her, stunned. "Is that true?" he asked. Jessica clenched her fists. "It was years ago. I didn't think it mattered anymore". "It matters now", Juliet said flatl

A Promise and a Pulse

It had been two days since Jessica agreed to tell her story on her own terms.No press yet. No cameras. But the energy in the penthouse had shifted. Romeo was quieter less cold, but more careful. Jessica didn't know what to make of it. She found herself in the kitchen early that morning, barefoot and lost in thoughts. The marble floor felt like ice beneath her toes. He walked in, holding his phone. "The interview is scheduled. Juliet booked it for friday". "That fast?" She asked. "Godwin's moving faster. We have to beat him to the punch". Jessica nodded, though her stomach twisted. "I 'll take about the shelter ", she said. "And the restraining order. But not my father". "Done", Romeo said simply. "It's your story". She blinked. "You're not going to ask why?" "You'll tell me when you're ready". That stopped her. For once, he wasn't pushing. Just..... waiting. "Thank you", She whispered. "You don't owe me thanks", he replied. "You owe yourself freedom".

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