The CEO and Her Fake Husband
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“I will pay you ten million dollars to be my husband.”
I slammed my hand on the bar counter, desperate to escape my arranged marriage to the arrogant billionaire, Aiden Knight. The handsome bartender with icy blue eyes didn't laugh. Instead, he smirked, leaned over the counter, and whispered, “Deal.”
I thought I had won. I thought I was marrying a simple, broke man to spite my parents. But I was wrong.
My “poor” husband wears limited-edition watches he claims are dupes, drives a car worth more than my apartment, and kisses me with the possessiveness of a king claiming his queen.
Now, the entire city is whispering that my groom looks suspiciously like the man I refused to marry. What happens when I find out the bartender in my bed is actually the billionaire I’ve been running from?
I slammed my hand on the bar counter, desperate to escape my arranged marriage to the arrogant billionaire, Aiden Knight. The handsome bartender with icy blue eyes didn't laugh. Instead, he smirked, leaned over the counter, and whispered, “Deal.”
I thought I had won. I thought I was marrying a simple, broke man to spite my parents. But I was wrong.
My “poor” husband wears limited-edition watches he claims are dupes, drives a car worth more than my apartment, and kisses me with the possessiveness of a king claiming his queen.
Now, the entire city is whispering that my groom looks suspiciously like the man I refused to marry. What happens when I find out the bartender in my bed is actually the billionaire I’ve been running from?

