My Ex Fled, My Boss Married Me
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I’m Elowen, a Fae heiress. I snuck into the human world for a little fun and somehow ended up working as the personal bodyguard of Manhattan billionaire Grayson Whitmore.
To keep my real face from attracting trouble, I had one of my people cast a glamour on me, giving me a face full of freckles and a homely appearance.
Grayson criticized everything I did, yet every time I tried to quit, he refused to let me go.
His best friend, Preston Hale, was different. After I saved his life, he held my hand and made me a promise.
“Ellie, I don’t care what you look like. I want to give you a home.”
I was curious what it would be like to marry a human, so I said yes.
But at our engagement party, Brielle Vaughn, Preston’s first love who had spent years in Europe, burst through the doors with tears in her eyes.
Preston immediately yanked his hand away from mine.
“I’m sorry. She’s the one I love.”
Then he handed me a five-million-dollar check, put his arm around her, and left without looking back.
The guests laughed at me for ever thinking I belonged in Preston’s world.
All I could think was how ridiculous the whole thing was.
I turned and opened the door to the private lounge. The man who had watched the entire spectacle was sitting in the shadows.
I grabbed his tie and smiled.
“Grayson, don’t you need a wife to keep your family off your back? Why don’t you marry me?”
To keep my real face from attracting trouble, I had one of my people cast a glamour on me, giving me a face full of freckles and a homely appearance.
Grayson criticized everything I did, yet every time I tried to quit, he refused to let me go.
His best friend, Preston Hale, was different. After I saved his life, he held my hand and made me a promise.
“Ellie, I don’t care what you look like. I want to give you a home.”
I was curious what it would be like to marry a human, so I said yes.
But at our engagement party, Brielle Vaughn, Preston’s first love who had spent years in Europe, burst through the doors with tears in her eyes.
Preston immediately yanked his hand away from mine.
“I’m sorry. She’s the one I love.”
Then he handed me a five-million-dollar check, put his arm around her, and left without looking back.
The guests laughed at me for ever thinking I belonged in Preston’s world.
All I could think was how ridiculous the whole thing was.
I turned and opened the door to the private lounge. The man who had watched the entire spectacle was sitting in the shadows.
I grabbed his tie and smiled.
“Grayson, don’t you need a wife to keep your family off your back? Why don’t you marry me?”

















































