Flash Marriage To The Billionaire Hockey Star

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gret bringing you here tonight," Carlene Lane said, her voice drop

plain black dress. The heavy scent of expensive French perfum

inned into a stiff bun, her sharp eyes s

e in the Lane household had gone from warm to suffocating. To Carlene

ng out the chair across from her. "I just finished my final inter

comes home to Boston next week," Carlene said, leaning across

n walks through that front door. Davey Gardner

grown up under the same roof and used to be close, Carlene was terrified I would try t

I do not think of Brodie that wa

ead," she snapped, instantly switching to a bright, fake smile

y into the seat beside me. His eyes dragged over my face and body like

lower his voice. "A little plain, Carlene, just l

to be obedient, Davey. Now, you two get to know each other. I

led the table, le

ed-dollar bottle of Bordeaux without asking what I wanted. When the waiter walked away, Davey l

th condescension. "I am a busy man. The only reason I agreed to meet a foster girl with zero fami

ing into place. "This isn't a dat

odie's circle, I need a compliant wife on my arm anyway. You get a guy making six figures on State Str

. That was why he wasn't even pretending to be polite. In his mind, I was alrea

job in public relations?" he continued, lean

uard PR today," I replied, fi

d pouring drinks at hotel bars. I am not having my future wife embarrassing me by selling smile

standing of both my career and my interest in mar

ng with sudden malice. He clearly had not expecte

act, Amaya," he sneered, p

e Lane family's charity since you were ten. You are only acting to

die, a wave of pure d

wife?" Davey laughed loudly, drawing star

sing star like Brodie wants his parents' charity case warming his bed? To guys in that league, a g

ers burned against my skin like hot grease. Davey l

hands. Marry me, do as you are told, and at least you will hav

ars of swallowing insults to keep the peace for my late fo

ed violently against the hardwood floor.

down!" Davey barked, his face fl

glass of ice water and threw the entir

his silk tie. Water dripped from his gelled hair a

, looking down at him in the quiet dining room. "And I would rather s

, knocking his napkin to the floor, his f

ow who you just humiliated? I will make sure Carlene cut

I grabbed my cheap wool coat from the back of the chair, tu

y outside the dining room, Carlene rushed out o

g into my path with her face twisted in rage. "I hear

l your son's agent to find someone else,"

slap me across the face. I stared dead into her

hind me. Davey lunged out of the dining room, his suit soaked and his

ere, you little tramp?" he snarled, yanking me