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MARRIED TO A STRANGER: THE BILLIONAIRE'S WIFE

MARRIED TO A STRANGER: THE BILLIONAIRE'S WIFE

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Gold Bennett believed in love. She believed in loyalty, in sacrifice. For six years, she worked tirelessly, taking on extra shifts, cutting back on her own dreams, just so her boyfriend, Jason, could finish law school. She thought they were building a future together.Until the day he shattered her world.Jason dumped her in the most humiliating way possible-claiming he needed "financial stability" and had found a rich woman to marry instead. Left with nothing but heartbreak and regret, Gold drowns her sorrows in a bar, questioning every choice she ever made.That's when she meets him.A stranger. Dark, brooding, and impossibly confident, Daniel Copper offers her a way out-marry him. No love, no expectations. Just an arrangement that would benefit them both. Desperate and reckless, Gold says yes.What she doesn't realize is that Daniel Copper isn't just any man. He's a billionaire. And he has secrets-ones that might shatter the fragile life she's trying to rebuild.As their lives intertwine, Gold finds herself drawn to the man behind the mask. But when she learns the truth about their marriage, will it destroy everything? Or will it be the beginning of something real?

Chapter 1 Betrayal in Candle light

Chapter One: Betrayal in Candlelight

Gold Bennett had always believed in love-the kind that endured hardships, the kind built on sacrifice. For six years, she had given everything to Jason Carter. While he studied tirelessly in law school, she worked herself to the bone. Late-night shifts at the diner, extra hours at the bookstore, budgeting every dime so he could focus on his dream. Their dream.

And she never complained.

Because love was about partnership, about lifting each other up.

But love was also blind.

Gold had spent so much time focusing on their future that she hadn't noticed the cracks forming in their present. She hadn't seen how Jason had begun pulling away, how he no longer looked at her like she was his home. The late-night calls he never explained, the expensive new suits he suddenly had money for, the way he stopped talking about the future they once planned together-it was all there, waiting for her to see.

And she had been too trusting, too devoted, to question it.

Not anymore.

She sat across from Jason at an upscale restaurant, her fingers resting lightly on the tablecloth. The low glow of candlelight flickered between them, casting a soft golden hue over the moment. She had dressed up for tonight, curling her dark hair and wearing a navy-blue dress that hugged her curves. Hope fluttered in her chest, making her foolishly believe that maybe-just maybe-tonight would be different.

Maybe tonight would be the night.

She imagined Jason pulling out a small velvet box, imagined the way her heart would stop as he slid a ring onto her finger. After everything, after all the sacrifices, it would finally be worth it.

Instead, Jason sighed heavily, rubbing his temple as if this entire evening exhausted him.

"Gold, I need to be honest with you," he said, his voice flat.

A chill prickled down her spine. "Okay," she replied cautiously.

He hesitated, then placed his hand over hers, as if that would soften the blow. "I can't do this anymore."

Her stomach twisted. "Do what?"

"This. Us." His words were clipped, rehearsed.

Gold blinked, trying to make sense of what he was saying. "I don't understand. Jason, what are you-"

"I met someone," he interrupted, like he couldn't get the words out fast enough. "Her name's Victoria Hastings. Her father owns Hastings & Co.-one of the biggest law firms in the country."

Gold felt like the air had been knocked out of her. "You mean she has money."

Jason flinched but didn't deny it.

She stared at him, her heart pounding. "I worked three jobs to help put you through law school. I-" Her voice cracked. "I gave you everything."

He exhaled, looking almost irritated. "Gold, I need stability. I need a future."

Her breath hitched. "We were each other's future."

Jason didn't even look guilty. "You'll understand one day. This is just the way the world works."

A lump formed in her throat. "You're leaving me... for money?"

He shrugged, as if it were a simple business transaction. "Victoria can give me connections, security. She's from the kind of world I want to be in."

Gold's hands curled into fists beneath the table. Her entire body was trembling, but she refused to let him see her break.

"You used me," she whispered.

Jason's jaw tightened. "Don't make this dramatic."

Dramatic.

She wanted to laugh. Wanted to scream. But she wouldn't give him the satisfaction.

Instead, she slowly pushed back her chair and stood.

"Good luck, Jason," she said, her voice steady. "I hope she was worth it."

She turned and walked out of the restaurant, her head held high.

But the moment she stepped outside, the cool night air hit her like a slap, and the reality of what had just happened crashed over her.

Six years.

Six years of love, of sacrifice, of believing in someone-gone in an instant.

Gold stumbled down the street, her heels clicking against the pavement. Her vision blurred with unshed tears. She didn't know where she was going. She just knew she needed to get away.

Away from the betrayal. Away from the humiliation.

Before she knew it, she was in a dimly lit bar, nursing a glass of whiskey she didn't remember ordering. The burn of the alcohol did little to numb the ache in her chest.

She stared at the amber liquid, her thoughts a tangled mess.

How had she been so blind? How had she given so much to a man who saw her as disposable?

"You look like a woman who just lost everything."

The deep, velvety voice sent a shiver down her spine.

Gold lifted her gaze, her eyes locking onto the man who had taken the seat beside her.

He was tall, broad-shouldered, and exuded an air of quiet authority. Dressed in a perfectly tailored black suit, he looked like he belonged in a boardroom, not a dingy bar. His sharp blue eyes studied her with a knowing intensity, as if he could see straight through her.

Gold let out a hollow laugh. "And you look like a man who's never lost a thing in his life."

His lips quirked into something close to amusement. "You'd be surprised."

There was something about him-something controlled, unreadable.

She didn't know why, but she found herself speaking. "I wasted six years on a man who threw me away like I was nothing."

The stranger swirled his drink, watching her carefully. "Then he's a fool."

Gold snorted. "Tell that to my broken heart."

He tilted his head, as if considering something. Then, he leaned in slightly, his voice dropping lower.

"Marry me."

Gold choked on her drink. "Excuse me?"

His expression remained unreadable. "You heard me."

She blinked at him, trying to process what was happening. "Are you drunk?"

"No." He took a slow sip of his whiskey. "I don't drink to lose control."

Gold stared at him, still reeling. "You don't even know me."

"I know enough." He set his glass down and met her gaze. "You're desperate to start over. I can offer you that."

Her heart pounded. "Who are you?"

"Daniel Copper."

The name sent a ripple of recognition through her. Even she, a woman who spent most of her time working two jobs, had heard of him. Billionaire. CEO of Copper Enterprises. One of the most powerful men in the country.

And he was sitting here, offering her marriage.

Her fingers tightened around her glass. "Why?"

He didn't answer immediately. Instead, he studied her, as if weighing his next words.

Then he said, "Because I think we can help each other."

Gold should have laughed in his face. She should have walked away.

But after everything-after Jason, after the betrayal, after the humiliation-something reckless, something desperate, sparked inside her.

And before she could second-guess herself, she looked him in the eye and said-

"Okay."

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