The $300 Husband Is A Zillionaire

I woke up in a blindingly white hotel penthouse with a throbbing headache and the taste of betrayal in my mouth. The last thing I remembered was my stepsister, Cathie, handing me a flute of champagne at the charity gala with a smile that didn't reach her eyes. Now, a tall, dangerously handsome man walked out of the bathroom with a towel around his hips. On the nightstand sat a stack of hundred-dollar bills. My stepmother had finally done it-she drugged me and staged a scandal with a hired escort to destroy my reputation and my future. "Aisha! Is it true you spent the night with a gigolo?" The shouts of a dozen reporters echoed through the heavy oak door as camera flashes exploded through the peephole. My phone lit up with messages showing my bank accounts were already frozen. My father was invoking the 'morality clause' in my mother's trust fund, and my fiancé had already released a statement dumping me to marry my stepsister instead. I was trapped, penniless, and being hunted by the press for a scandal I hadn't even participated in. My own family had sold me out for a payday, and the man standing in front of me was the only witness who could prove I was innocent-or finish me off for good. I didn't have time to cry. According to the fine print of the trust, I had thirty days to prove my "rehabilitation" through a legal marriage or I would lose everything. I tracked the man down to a coffee shop the next morning, watching him take a thick envelope of cash from a wealthy older woman. I sat across from him and slid a napkin with a $50,000 figure written on it. "I need a husband. Legal, paper-signed, and convincing." He looked at the number, then at me, a slow, crooked smile spreading across his face. I thought I was hiring a desperate gigolo to save my inheritance. I had no idea I was actually proposing to Dominic Fields, the reclusive billionaire shark who was currently planning a hostile takeover of my father's entire empire.

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"That went well," Dominic said as they sat in the back of another taxi.

Aisha was shaking. The adrenaline was wearing off, leaving her cold.

"He's going to come after us," she said. "He'll try to prove the marriage is a sham. He'll investigate you."

"Let him," Dominic said. "He won't find anything." Because I have a team of cyber-security experts erasing my digital footprint as we speak.

"We have to be careful," she said. "We have to live together. Really live together. If he sends a PI..."

"I'm looking forward to it," Dominic said.

Aisha looked at him. "Why are you so calm? My father destroys people for sport."

"Maybe I like sport," he said.

Aisha's phone rang. It was Barry.

She put it on speaker.

"Aisha," Barry's voice was dangerously calm. "I've spoken to the lawyers. The marriage stands. For now."

Aisha let out a breath.

"But," Barry continued. "I need to know who this man is. If he's going to be part of this family, he needs to be vetted. Bring him to the Founder's Dinner next Friday."

Aisha froze. The Founder's Dinner was the most exclusive event of the year. The sharks of Wall Street, the old money families, the press.

"If he embarrasses us," Barry said, "if he holds a fork wrong, if he opens his mouth and sounds like the gutter trash he is... you will annul this marriage. Or I will bury you in litigation until you're eighty."

Click.

Aisha dropped the phone. She buried her face in her hands.

"We're dead," she moaned. "It's a black-tie gala. You... look at you."

She gestured to his leather jacket.

Dominic looked down at himself. "What's wrong with me?"

"You need to know which fork is for salad and which is for fish. You need to know how to discuss emerging markets. You need to know how to tie a bowtie."

Dominic smiled. "I'm a quick learner."

"We have one week," she said, her eyes frantic. "One week to turn you into a gentleman."

" My Fair Lady," Dominic mused. "I always liked that movie."

"This isn't a movie, Dominic! This is my life!"

He reached over and took her hand. His thumb traced the back of her knuckles. The touch sent a jolt of electricity up her arm.

"Aisha," he said softly. "Trust me. I won't let you down."

For the first time in two days, looking into his storm-gray eyes, she believed him.

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After three years of a cold, neglected marriage, Clara finally chooses herself over her indifferent billionaire husband, Julian. When she presents him with divorce papers, the powerful CEO is stunned by her sudden defiance. Expecting her to crawl back, he instead watches her thrive independently. As Clara erases his presence from her life, Julian’s arrogance turns to desperation. He must now face the reality of losing the only woman who truly loved him.

Billionaire Modern Romance

7.4

Fired My Fiance, Claimed My Empire

7.4

I went undercover as a trainee in my own hotel, a secret pact with my fiancé, Greyson, the hotel's General Manager. We were supposed to be building an empire together. But our future ended the moment he chose another woman over me. He let a manipulative socialite named Imogen terrorize our staff. She deliberately scalded my hand with hot coffee, and when I stood up to her, Greyson publicly humiliated me. On a speakerphone call with the city's mayor, he demanded I apologize. "Apologize to Ms. Short," his voice boomed for the entire staff to hear. "This kind of disrespect is unacceptable." My fiancé, the man I loved, had just ordered me to kneel before the woman who assaulted me. So I dropped my disguise. I revealed my true identity as the heiress to the Kerr hotel empire and said, "Greyson Holden, you're fired. Get out of my hotel."

Billionaire Modern Romance

7.6

FLASH MARRIAGE TO MY EX FIANCE'S FATHER

7.6

Dumped at the altar, she shocks everyone by marrying her ex-fiancé's father on the spot. Now she's trapped in a scandalous marriage with a ruthless billionaire, while her ex becomes obsessed with winning her back. But the biggest danger isn't the forbidden love... It's the secrets her new husband is hiding.

Billionaire Modern Romance

8.4

I Demanded Divorce While Saving His Mistress' Mother

8.4

After three years of a cold, neglected marriage, a devoted wife finally reaches her breaking point. Despite her loyalty, her billionaire husband remains fixated on another woman. In a final act of selflessness, she saves the life of his mistress's mother, using the moment to demand a clean break. As she walks away from the toxic union to reclaim her dignity, her husband begins to realize the true value of the woman he is about to lose forever.

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9.7

I Miscarried After He Chose His Mistress Over Me

9.7

When her billionaire husband chooses his mistress during a critical moment, a devastated wife suffers a tragic miscarriage. This ultimate betrayal shatters her world, forcing her to confront the cold reality of her marriage. As she mourns the loss of her unborn child, she must find the strength to leave the man she once loved. It is a gripping tale of heartbreak, resilience, and the painful journey toward reclaiming her life from a toxic relationship.

Billionaire Modern Romance

9.3

I Resigned When He Proposed to Someone Else

9.3

For five years, she was a dedicated assistant, harboring a secret love for her billionaire boss. Her devotion was unwavering until the devastating moment he proposed to another woman in front of her. Realizing her affection would never be returned, she chooses to reclaim her dignity. She submits her resignation, determined to cut ties and start over. However, her sudden departure triggers an unexpected and desperate pursuit from the man she left behind.

Billionaire Modern Romance

The $300 Husband Is A Zillionaire

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