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PRICED BY MY BILLIONAIRE NEMESIS

Chapter 10 Dawn

Word Count: 1212 | Released on: 05/01/2026

ht that does not comfort you. It exposes you. My head pounds behind my eyes, my throat feels sc

nt to the fact that I went through hell twelve hours ago. I lie on my back and stare at the ceiling, trying to convince myself that last night actually

movement bleed through the walls. The kettle whistles in the kitchen. My mother clatters dishes in that tense, repetitive way she uses when s

n danger. They will expect reassurance. They will wait for the familiar thin smile I always give them, the one that says ever

es on the nig

peful, completely out of step with the heavi

rything

treat y

ou ge

ing surgery. Can yo

the night politely entertaining a lonely old man for quick cash. She has no idea about Adrian. No idea what he did or

. My legs feel heavy, like I

nd. Ten crisp hundred dollar bills. They look obscene here, like money dropped onto a child's table. The morning light hi

hing at the back of my neck. I shut the drawer before the numbers can

name. Men laughing while he begged for time. I remember stepping in front of him, shaking and furious and terrifi

wer hard and go

shows someone I barely recognize. Red eyes. Cracked lips. Tangled hair from a night of restless

ave to invent a version I can live with. A version where not

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nown n

I know who it is befo

s the p

early out

g for your d

s sharpest. I stare at the message until my jaw aches from clenching. They never cared about emotional

My mother screaming. My hands shaking so badly I could barely make a call. I remember stand

ed. They a

before I can

You will get it. S

ly comes

promises. We

until nex

xten

scratches its way out of my throat. As if money appears when yo

My father's debt. Mia's mother's surgery. The checks. Adrian's face. Adrian's voice. Every man with

t feels l

aighten my shoulders. I lift my chin. I do

reat. I ignore them and get dressed. Jeans. An old sweater. Shoes worn

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sage stop

cant't make the payment. Come to my office

Taemin would appear now. He always knows when I am vulnerable. Just like eig

back then. My reputati

ts like these since my fat

the screen dims, then look at

I am not the girl who broke.

ont of me. Jaden, who used me. Adrian, who

wants s

still s

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Author Banas Romance

“Eight years ago, Lena Hale was a second-year university student who trusted the wrong moment with her entire life. Adrian Vale was in his final year-brilliant, disciplined, already learning how to rule rather than feel. To Lena, he was safety. To Adrian, she was the one weakness he allowed himself. Until one night destroyed everything. Adrian saw her in a position he could not forgive. Something that looked deliberate. Something that felt like betrayal carved into his bones. He didn't ask for the truth. She never got the chance to give it. They separated broken, bleeding, and unfinished-and the damage followed them for eight years. When they meet again, there is no tenderness left. Lena is older now. Quieter. Cornered by debt that doesn't negotiate and men who collect pain instead of money. Survival forces her into one final humiliation-standing in for her best friend on a single escort assignment. One night. One paycheck. One way to keep breathing. She never expects Adrian to be the man watching. Adrian Vale is no longer capable of doubt. He is a billionaire built on precision, control, and a resentment he never questioned. Power has stripped him of mercy. When he sees Lena again-dressed for another man, standing exactly where he believes she chose to stand-his judgment finalizes. She betrayed him once. Now she's proving it. He doesn't ask questions. He doesn't want explanations. He wants confirmation-and control. Money becomes a weapon. Silence becomes obedience. And Lena learns just how expensive survival can be. But Adrian's empire is cracking. His mother is dying, and her deal is brutal in its simplicity: marriage in echange for another round of chemo. What begins as punishment becomes proximity. What begins as resentment mutates into obsession. And beneath Adrian's certainty lurks a truth so corrosive it could dismantle everything he built. This is not a love story. It is not forgiveness. It is power colliding with memory. Control strangling truth. And two people bound together by a lie that refuses to stay buried. Because some love stories don't burn slowly. They detonate. And when the truth comes out... nothing survives intact.”