A Million to Break Her Heart ,But I Fell Instead — Novel

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In the glittering underbelly of Bayport's nightlife, Tristan has thrived as a host, where charm and charisma are his currency. But when a desperate plea for his mother’s surgery leads him to a morally murky deal—a million dollars to make a stranger fall in love—he finds himself entangled in a web far more complicated than he ever anticipated. The woman in the photograph is Cordelia, the wife of a powerful man, and their past is a haunting echo of high school memories.

As Tristan navigates the tension between his growing feelings for Cordelia and the dark implications of his assignment, the stakes escalate. Can he charm a woman who seems to have locked her heart away, or will he end up losing everything—including his own? With every interaction, the line between right and wrong blurs, and the question looms: How much is he willing to sacrifice for a million dollars, and for a love that could ruin them both?

In a world where loyalty is bought and sold, Tristan must confront his past, his choices, and the dangerous game he’s playing—before time runs out.

A Million to Break Her Heart ,But I Fell InsteadChapter 1

To scrape together money for my mother's surgery, I gave up a respectable career and became a host at a nightclub.

Armed with a silver tongue and a face that didn't hurt, I rose through the ranks fast, earning a reputation as the top earner in the local nightlife scene.

That evening, a special guest walked in and asked for me by name.

I pushed open the door to the VIP room. A man in his fifties sat on the leather sofa, and behind him stood a dozen bodyguards in black.

Before I could get a word out, he slid a photograph across the table.

"Get her to fall for you. I'll pay you a million dollars."

Years in this line of work had taught me one thing: the richer the client, the more dangerous the job.

When he saw me hesitate, the man let out a cold laugh.

"What's the matter? The so-called lady-killer can't handle one woman?"

I stared at the cash spread across the table. Finally, I couldn't hold back.

"If you don't mind me asking, what's your relationship with the woman in the photo?"

What he said next made my blood run cold.

"She's my wife."

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