The Mute Bride's Secret Billionaire Contract

Author: The Edge

Chapter 1 1

Word Count: 1030 | Released on: 31/01/2026

pths. It wasn't a sharp pierce but a throbbing pressure behind her eyes, the kind that suggested dehydration

pped wood of her bedside table. Instead, her fingertips gr

sonance snapped

cloud, devoid of the water stains she had memorized in her apartment. The light filtering

ed her. Her sister, Verity, handing her a glass of champagne. The foam had been to

oked down at herself. There were no bruises, no scratches, no signs of a struggle. Her skin looked scr

pull the sheet up, and a we

avy on the base of her ring finger. It was too tight. It choked the

ss and chrome, sat a document. A heavy fount

and trembling. The paper

tion of

: Arnul

B: Erl

ective Im

d a horror story in the tabloids. The shipping magnate. The man whose previous eight fiancées had e

ung her legs over the edge of the bed, but her muscles turned to water. She collap

e corner of the room, a sou

mechanical sna

around, her heart hamm

of a cigar glowed in the dimness, illuminating a strong jawline

ed out the sliver of morning light, casting a long shadow that swallowed her wh

n his floor, clutching a sheet to her chest. He didn't look at her with lust. He l

awake, M

low rumble, me

o deny, to tell him she wasn't Verity, rose in h

m the night before echoed in her mind. You do this, or

r fingers dug into the silk sh

, devoid of humor. "Verity Guy. I was told you possessed a ce

m, and captured her chin between his thumb and forefin

d impenetrable. There was no sou

the line of her jaw, not a caress, but an appraisal of the bone structure. "That means every inch of

. A transaction. Tears pricked at her eyelids, hot and stinging, but

with a small shove, then pulled a handkerchief from his pocke

nto the bed. It land

s. You have n

ce. The screen lit up w

y Erline Guy weds Arnulfo Bond in Secret Cerem

ld thought it was her. If Erline walked out now, screaming the truth, she w

ck on her, walking to

cheap party off you," he said, not looking back.

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“I woke up with a throbbing pressure behind my eyes and the taste of metallic champagne in my throat. Instead of my cramped apartment, I was draped in expensive silk under a ceiling the color of a storm cloud. A pear-shaped black diamond sat heavy on my finger, and a document on the nightstand confirmed my worst fear. I was married to Arnulfo Bond, the shipping magnate whose previous eight fiancées had all vanished or died in "accidents." My sister, Verity, had drugged me at the Met Gala and sold me to cover our father's fifty-million-dollar debt. "You do this, or I pull the plug on Aunt Meredith," she warned me over a burner phone. Arnulfo didn't look at me with lust; he looked at me like an auditor checking a spreadsheet for defects. He sealed the estate with titanium shutters, turning the mansion into a high-tech fortress. When a doctor saw the whip scars and cigarette burns on my back-reminders of the childhood abuse Verity never faced-Arnulfo realized I wasn't the pampered socialite he'd bought. I was a line item, a transaction, a mute girl trapped between a husband who treated me like property and a family that wanted me dead. I didn't understand how my own sister could be so heartless, or why Arnulfo was suddenly looking at my broken skin with a terrifying, possessive interest. But they all made a fatal mistake. They thought I was just a helpless victim. They didn't know I was "The Ghost," a forensic accountant for the SEC who lived on the dark web. As Arnulfo walked away, I opened a hidden terminal on my phone. I wasn't running anymore; I was infiltrating. I was going to find every cent of his blood money and use it to buy my freedom.”