They Faked My Wedding. I Married a Billionaire

"After nine years with my fiancé, I was finally married.

I'd just received the marriage documents bearing the county seal when the clerk who'd stamped them suddenly pulled off his mask.

It was my brother, Rhys.

“Darian, we're done, right? We can get rid of the rented counter and the set this afternoon.”

The blood drained from my face. I turned and spotted Finn Locke, the boy I'd grown up with, among the couples waiting in line.

The man in the security uniform by the door was my father.

Darian Croft lit a cigarette, an easy smile on his face.