CHAPTER 001

The tray was stacked high with empty cups as Isabella wove through the packed bar. Friday nights were always like this, loud, crowded, and relentless. Regular tourists and big spenders would come over to enjoy the night. One of the best bars in town - that means no breathing room."Ella, over here. Pint of beer and a bottle of American whiskey. Hurry!" A co-worker shouted out over the loud, blaring music.Isabella Rodriguez, freshly twenty-five, pushed her way through the bodies, holding her tray firm like a lifeline. Chaos has always been her normal. Nothing in her life had ever stayed neat and quiet for long.She adjusted the short skirt hugging her curve, tied her apron tighter around her tiny waist, and grabbed the drink. Isabella was used to getting compliments about her beauty and her body. It came with the job. The compliment, whether crude, lazy, or cute, never went beyond words until tonight."Hey, sexy," a drunk called out. " Why don't you bring that ass over here after you'

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CHAPTER 002

The faint clink of ice against glass was the only sound in the expansive study, a room draped in dark mahogany and leather. Chase Connor leaned back in his chair, the golden hue of the whiskey swirling in his hand, catching the low glow of the desk lamp. The air was filled with the scent of old books and aged bourbon, grounding him in a space where the memories of his past couldn’t reach; at least, that’s what he told himself.He took a slow sip, his jaw tightening as memories of his earlier years threatened to surface. Once, this life of luxury had been painted with blood. Leading the Connor gang had been a long battle, one his family had crafted for generations. The last war had changed everything. It had stripped him of many things—trust, his freedom to love freely, and Vera.He closed his eyes briefly, a haunting image of the fiery-haired woman flashing through his mind. She had been fierce, reckless, and utterly irreplaceable. One of his best shots. When the bullets found her, Ch

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CHAPTER 003

The old warehouse on the outskirts of Chicago reeked of rust, damp concrete, and tension. Chase Connor stood in the center of the dimly lit space, his sharp grey eyes scanning the room as he adjusted the cuffs of his suit jacket. The air was suspiciously heavy, thick with the unspoken threat that always seemed to accompany meetings like these.Santiago’s second-in-command was a wiry man with a hawkish face. Tattoos snaked up his neck, disappearing into his collar, and his dark eyes held a glint of malice that Chase had seen far too many times before. He looked like someone who thrived in the chaos of violence, someone who enjoyed it.“Well, well,” the man drawled, his voice as slick as oil. “The infamous Chase Connor. Finally decided to step off your pedestal and join us mere mortals?”Chase didn’t rise to the bait, keeping his expression carefully neutral. “I’m here to talk business, not trade insults.”The man smirked, leaning against a rusted metal table. “Business, huh? You think

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CHAPTER 004

The man sat with his shoulders slightly hunched, his broad frame caught in the faint glow of a nearby streetlamp. He was large—solid in a way that commanded attention without effort. His face remained half-shadowed, but she caught the sharp line of his jaw, the slow curl of his lips around the cigarette between them.The scent of tobacco mingled with something else—woodsy, clean, and unexpectedly intoxicating.Ella hesitated before taking the far end of the bench. If he noticed her, he didn’t react, his gaze fixed somewhere in the dark ahead.After a moment, his voice broke the silence. Low. Smooth.“Didn’t expect company.”She shrugged, pulling a cigarette from her bag, lighting it with fingers that trembled just slightly. “Didn’t expect someone to be in my spot.”A quiet chuckle escaped him. “Your spot, huh?”“Needed air,” she said, exhaling smoke. “Or maybe just needed to feel like I’m not completely losing my mind.”He turned then, his eyes dark and assessing. “Rough night?”“Roug

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CHAPTER 005

Chase cleared his throat, adjusting his cuffs as if this were any ordinary negotiation.“You need money that badly?” he said coolly. “Fine. I have a proposal.”Isabella swallowed, nodding slowly. “What is it?”“A marriage proposal.”The words landed like a slap.Her eyes widened. “You have to be joking.”“I’m not.” His gaze never left her face. “One year. You marry me, play the role convincingly, and when I get what I need, we divorce. Cleanly. I’ll compensate you generously. Anything you want.”Silence swallowed the room.For the first time in her life, Isabella was certain she had slept with a dangerous man. Not reckless. Not impulsive but calculated.She walked away an hour later, the night air cool against her flushed skin. Marry Chase Connor for one year? It sounded absurd—insane even.Yet the promise of money clung to her like a lifeline.Enough to pay Santiago.Enough for her mother’s surgery.Enough to save Yugo.She hated herself for considering it but desperation didn’t care

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All Chapters of The Billionaire's Fake Wife: Chapter 1 - Chapter 5

CHAPTER 001

CHAPTER 002

CHAPTER 003

CHAPTER 004

CHAPTER 005