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Flash Marriage: Sold To The Possessive Daddy Alpha

Flash Marriage: Sold To The Possessive Daddy Alpha

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Introduction
MATURE CONTENT DISCLAIMER This story is strictly intended for adults (18+ only). This story contains explicit adult content, themes of power imbalance, themes of dominance and possessive relationship. Reader discretion is advised! °°°°°°°°°° Thalia Emerson didn’t just beg for help— she humiliated herself for it. After a minor accident involving a luxury car, she tries to swindle the owner for money… and fails. But walking away isn’t an option. Not when her aunt is dying and she has nothing left to lose. So she does the unthinkable. She asks him to lend her the money. She promises to pay him back. And when that isn’t enough to convince him… she offers herself as a slave. The man she’s begging isn’t just rich—he’s Alpha Cassian Frostclaw, heir to the royal Alpha family. Dangerous enough to crush her without effort. Instead of rejecting her, he agrees to lend her the money—but under one condition: a three-year contract marriage. Driven by desperation, Thalia signs without reading, convincing herself she can survive anything for three years. But the moment the deal is sealed, Cassian disappears—leaving her with silence… and the illusion that she got away cheaply. For nearly three years, she lives as though she has escaped the consequences of her choice. She rebuilds her life, clings to her freedom, and counts down the days until everything will end. But he returns. And to Alpha Cassian, Thalia was never someone he could let go. He intends to collect every second she owes him. What follows is not peace—but chaos.
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Chapitre

~THALIA ~

My vision blurred as I opened my eyes. I didn't bother to look around because the antiseptic smell and the beeping of the machines made it clear I was in the hospital.

This noon, I was hit by a car. An expensive one.

The first thought on my mind when I woke up wasn't my injuries or the throbbing in my head. It was the car owner. I needed to ask the nurses who had attended to me. Whoever it was couldn't simply vanish after an accident like this.

I heaved myself up, grimacing, and was ready to swing my legs off the bed when I saw a male wolf sitting next to me.

He wore a polished suit that screamed old money. His scent was different from an ordinary wolf like me. His domineering aura filled the room like an Alpha. I bet he was definitely one.

I also recalled his car before I was unconscious. It was'Rolls-Royce La Rose Noire Droptail'. Anyone who can afford a car like that must be crazily rich.

"You're finally awake," he said, a smirk tugging at his lips. "You've passed out for two hours."

I shot him a brief, disgusted glare.

"You hit me. You need to pay me compensation!" I bellowed in fury.

"How much compensation do you want?" He inquired in a calm voice.

"500,000 dollars," I replied swiftly.

He didn't reply immediately. Clearly, he found me ridiculous.

Well, the truth of the incident was that I was the one who ran into his car when I was in a hurry. But before I lost consciousness, I thought of a plan when I saw how luxurious the car was.

I was only trying to gamble with my luck. I tried my fucking effort not to show how nervous I was. I didn't have any serious injuries apart from the bump on my forehead and my knees skin that peeled.

Although what I tried to do was shameful despite knowing the truth of the incident, I was only desperate. The only family I had left, Aunty Jasmine, was having lung cancer. We've spent all we had at the hospital, and yet it didn't get us anywhere.

Right there when I was hit by that luxurious car, I knew I must get the money to save her.

"This small injury of yours is worth 500,000? Isn't that an indirect robbery ?" He spoke in a deep voice.

I bit my lip."You don't look like someone who cares about a mere 500,000 dollars. Why not pay me to avoid trouble?"

"Pay to avoid trouble? So, if I don't pay, what do you plan to do to me? Huh?"

He kept looking at me with a reaction I couldn't decipher.

"Are all female wolves these days so shamelessly greedy?"

At that point, I saw that he wasn't ready to fall into my scheme, so I lost the little courage that I had. I decided to beg for the money with honesty. I became extremely anxious.

"Please, can you consider the money as a debt I owe you. I will be eighteen by tomorrow, and I will be able to work in a higher-paying job. I'll pay you back as fast as I can."

He laughed loudly as if it were the most insincere promise he had ever heard in all his years, and maybe it probably sounded quite ridiculous.

"Do you perhaps know who I am?"

"No, I don't."

"Then why do you think I will lend that huge amount to a stranger?"

My breath hitched. I clenched my hands to steady my nerves as if I were fighting a battle I must win. "Because you're very rich and rich wolves like being praised as a philanthropist."

He burst into another loud mocking laughter. "Oh, that's not me. I might be rich but I don't give my money to just anyone."

Suddenly, his aura changed, and it carried a hint of contempt.

"Well, my time here is up. Here's your compensation," he uttered as he dropped a bundle of money on the table.

"How much is that?"

"Ten thousand dollars and it's damn enough for you to recover for a month." He remarked.

Indeed, ten thousand dollars was a lot as compensation for my minor injury, but it was just a drop in the ocean compared to Aunty Jasmine's medical expenses.

"Normally, I wouldn't stick around for this long only to have you wake up and try to swindle me. But today, I just happened to have a lot of free time," he muttered.

After he finished speaking, he turned to leave. Just as he was about to reach the door, I dashed behind him and grabbed his clothes tightly.

"Please help me. I really will pay you back in the future. I can write you an official agreement." I pleaded desperately with tears dropping from my eyes.