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I Woke Up Married To A Stranger Hockey Prince

I Woke Up Married To A Stranger Hockey Prince

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Chapter 1

Word Count: 1154    |    Released on: 01/09/2026

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wrong with my body befor

mattress that wasn't mine. I froze, my heart hammering a brutal,

sed skin and hard muscle. Even in sleep, he radiated a dangero

. The movement sent a wave of nausea through me, my head pounding in time with my racing heart. I looked down.

hap

errifying, gaping void. A black hole punctuated only by disjointed flashes o

tared at it, my blood running cold. A diamond ring. It wasn't huge, but it was brill

't own this. I wouldn't even kno

folded piece of heavy paper. I leaned in, my breath hitching. A marriage certificate.

om. I didn't know where the ring came from, and I certainly didn't know how I had ended up married

uilt by angels and decorated by devils. Sharp jaw, straight nose, a mouth that looked like it

w tha

The Beast. A man as famous for his brutal, unforgiving force

e a piercing, arctic blue, sharp as skates on new ice. They s

aced with ice. He looked at me like I was

inted to the certificate. "We... I

short, harsh laugh escaped his lips. It was a soun

ri

n the air, heav

spered, my vo

He sat up, the sheet pooling around his waist. His chest was a roadma

y eyes. "I'm not-I don't even know how this happened!

He saw it as a cheap tactic. "Every woman who climbs in

and and dialed. "Marco, get up to the

anded in a heap on my lap. "Put that on and get ou

trash he was casually sweeping out of his life. I

dged makeup, tangled hair, and a few faint, damning bruises on my neck that I had no memory of gett

door. I heard a man's voice, resp

could barely dry them. When I emerged, Garrick was standing by the window, staring

ive hand. "Take her bac

nce leaving no room for argument. As he led me out, I took one last look at

bottle of water and a thick stack of cash. "Mr. Sinclair

his hand away, my voice trembling but resolute. "Tell

ack without a word. He led me to a black se

he glittering facade of the Vegas hotel, a neon palac

sked gently, glancing at

my flower shop in Chicago.

ell, leaving silent tracks of shame on my cheeks. I was completely lost. I di

. A fresh wave of panic washed over me. How could I eve

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