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Wrong Suite, Ruthless Husband

Chapter 5 The Master's Bedroom

Word Count: 1150    |    Released on: 04/02/2026

ence so heavy it felt like a physical weight. As the gold-plated elevator doors hissed op

The only place in this house where the cameras aren't watching. But don't

the room was dominated by a king-sized bed draped in black silk. The far wall was made e

I sleep?" Elara ask

s movements slow and deliberate. "I told you. My grandmother's spies are everywhere. The maid comes in

ned, revealing the hard, tanned planes of his

rantic somersault. "B

closer, his shadow towering over her. "There is one rule in this room, Elara. The Midnight Rule: No matter what

ing in the center of the room, trembling. She looked at the blac

ver a cold, marble vanity until they hit something out of place. Tucked behind a he

ned it. The handwriting i

y one, but I'm a prisoner. If anyone finds this, tell th

he page had b

re you

nding by the closet, now wearing only black silk pajama pants. His torso was a master

g the journal off the floor. His eyes were no

mered, backing away. "Killian, who

swer. Instead, he shoved the journal into a locked drawer. When he looked

t to survive this year, you'll learn that some

of the silk-covered bed. She fell back onto the soft mattress, and before she could scra

eat-enveloped her. The moonlight caught the silver in

is voice a low, vibrating rumble that she felt deep i

r vanished, replaced by a vulnerability so sharp it made Elara's soul ache. He looke

r hand rising instinctively t

his eyes closing for a brief, flickering second. "Don't," he groaned. "Don't

y oak door to the

ought the evening tea M

e head ho

with Elara, pulling the silk duvet over both of them. He wrapped a powerful arm arou

he door, his voice sounding perfectly breathless-as if t

eat of his heart, every breath he took. The housekeeper set the tray down and lingered for a mo

door lock felt li

room, he buried his face in the crook of her

body shivering from the sheer pro

. "Just five more minutes," he murmured, his voice thick with sleep and something that so

er enemy, one thought kept her awake: The note in

ed from somewhere deep beneath the floorboards-

hidden staircase behind the closet, leading down to a basement room she was never supposed to find. There,

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Wrong Suite, Ruthless Husband
Wrong Suite, Ruthless Husband
“"One night was a mistake. Being his wife? That's a death sentence." Elara Thorne is a simple girl from the countryside, driven to the glittering city of Oakhaven by one goal: save her family's farm. But a rainy night and a wrong suite number lead her into the arms of a man she was never supposed to meet. Killian Blackwood. The ruthless billionaire CEO known as the "Ice King." He's cold, possessive, and used to getting what he wants. He thinks Elara is the gold-digging debutante his grandmother arranged for him-and before she can explain the mistake, he's already claimed her lips in the dark. Elara flees, leaving behind nothing but a vintage locket and a memory that haunts Killian's dreams. But fate has a cruel sense of humor. The next morning, Elara walks into a high-stakes job interview, only to find herself face-to-face with the man from the suite. Killian offers her a deal she can't refuse: Marry him for a year to satisfy his grandmother's will, and the farm is saved. Now, Elara is trapped in a world of luxury, lies, and a cold husband who seems determined to melt her defenses. But as the "sprinkles" of passion turn into a raging fire, Elara discovers that the Ice King has a dark secret-and he isn't the only one hunting for her heart.”