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Runaway Lover: Escaping The Ruthless Billionaire

Runaway Lover: Escaping The Ruthless Billionaire

For fifteen years, I thought my mother had died in a tragic fire. Then the wealthy Ross family's butler knocked on my door, revealing she was alive—locked away in the psychiatric annex of their massive estate. I rushed into the lion's den to save her, only to run straight into Graydon Ross, the ruthless billionaire CEO. He looked at my cheap clothes with pure disgust, convinced I was a bottom-feeding scammer trying to extort his family. "Throw this bitch out into the snow." He ordered his armed guards to drag me away, completely cutting off my only chance to see my mentally broken mother. But as he violently grabbed my collar to throw me out, I saw a custom eagle-head cufflink hanging from his coat pocket. My blood turned to ice, and a wave of paralyzing terror crashed over me. Eight months ago, I accidentally slept with a masked stranger in a pitch-black hotel room and fled before dawn. That cufflink belonged to him. The man who took my virginity—the Wall Street tyrant I had been hiding from—was Graydon Ross. If he ever found out I was that woman, he would literally destroy my life. But to save my mother, I couldn't be thrown out. When his grandmother suddenly appeared, I dropped to the floor, exposed the dark bruises Graydon had just left on my wrists, and sobbed. I framed the billionaire for assault to secure my place in the mansion, forcing myself to live right next door to the monster whose bed I had fled.
The Mansion {Madres Mansion}

The Mansion {Madres Mansion}

The cold breeze in my face, clinging tightly to my bare arms. My arms wrapped around my torso in an attempt to keep me warm. Tears streaming down my face as memories of Harry's cruel betrayal flood my mind. Of all days, he chose my birthday to hurt me. My red pumps creating a gentle click sound with every contact is made with the tarred road. Creating the only sound the night breeze brings to my ears. Asides from my sobs and the distant barks of the neighborhood dogs. My third sense is suddenly activated as I sense I'm being followed. I smell danger. Walking alone on such desolate streets doesn't seem like the best idea I could have come up with. I wasn't thinking straight when I made that choice. I should have called my driver to come to get me!. This creepy feeling becomes more intense and I decide to do the one thing I know I'm good at; run!. I throw my purse and phone away as I begin to run in a frenzy I feel something hot on my trail, when I look back, all I see is dark fog. The more reason to run faster. The road fairly lit by moonlight, my heart in my mouth and prayers of help and mercy escaping my lips. Finally, I hear music playing from loudspeakers. I'm close to civilization!. I keep running frantically. One of my pumps is gone. Soon I see a club insight with a few people outside. I begin to scream for help when a figure suddenly appears before me. In fear, I make to run in the opposite direction but another figure is right behind me. Next thing I know; I'm surrounded by darkness. °°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°¢°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°° Tales of missing children are considered a fallacy till teenage Sonia goes missing... Follow Sonia on her desperate quest to break free... And bring the truth to light