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The CEO's Asset: Sold To My Enemy

Author: Lian Lian

Chapter 1 1

Word Count: 1209 | Released on: 07/02/2026

t a fever. It was a chemical fire, licking up her spi

rush of air from the hotel corridor hit her face, but it didn't cool her

, felt like stilts on a rocking boat. The crystal chandel

s's fingerprints all over it. Xander was

ootsteps echoed on the marble.

ut. It was amused. "Don't be like t

haze in her brain. She dug her fingernails into her palm, ha

piked he

der Yates, the man she had spent two years trying to please, had finally

ers shook so badly she missed the butto

pered, her voice a

uld hear the jingle of his keys. He wasn'

chimed. The d

in his hand. Daniella didn't hesitate. She turned her body sideways and

. His hand instinctively went to catch it, and something black and rectangular

natch

an in the su

hand against the sens

funhouse mirror version of the charm that had fooled her for s

hut just as his fingert

ng against her ribs like a trapped bird. She looked at the panel. The numb

stopped. The

ick, deep grey wool that swallowed the sound of her erratic breathing. The walls were

d in her hand. Gold e

tton. Every step was a battle against gravity. The heat in her b

or at the end of

The lock gave a hea

lt, her movements clumsy and desperate. Then she slid down t

indows showcased the Manhattan skylin

move. The d

e living area, a sound

nge at the tip. It illuminated a hand, large

stopped b

asn't

rushed back in, but the afterimage of his eye

to speak. A broken moa

blocking out the city lights. He walked toward her, not with the hurried concern

cedar and expe

r chin, tilting her face up. His touch was cool, cli

w rumble, vibrating in his chest. "The one who broke the

as the bigger monster, the original source of her downfall. Clinging to him was a desperate gamble, a way to get inside the fortress

arkened, but he

dosed," he

t crash came from

uffled but furious. "I know you'

. The desire vanished, replaced by a terror so sharp it tasted l

air around him seemed to drop ten degrees. He looked offended. Not

tlessly. He carried her to the sofa and deposit

ssed a

His voice was calm, lethal. "Or I

ng stopped

Then, the sound of

the fear receded, the fire returned, hotter than before. She tug

anding with his back to the w

hospitality comes at a price. If you stay, you beco

ng. She only knew he was cool, and

in his throat, and leaned do

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“I spent two years trying to please Xander Yates, thinking he was the man who would help me save my family's struggling manufacturing business. As a former senior legal counsel, I thought I knew how to handle sharks, but I never expected the man I loved to be the one who would try to skin me alive. Everything shattered at a high-end gala when I felt a chemical fire start in my marrow. Xander had spiked my drink, chasing me through the hotel corridors with a predatory smile, ready to take by force what I wouldn't give him willingly. I barely escaped into an elevator, stealing a key card from a man in a sharp grey suit and collapsing in room 8086. That stranger turned out to be Crockett Blackburn, the "Ice King of Wall Street" and a man my family had spent years avoiding. He didn't save me out of the goodness of his heart; he saved me because he saw a "messy variable" he could turn into a weapon. By morning, Xander was blackmailing me with a video of me drugged, and Crockett was offering me a deal that felt like a deal with the devil. He would save my factory, but only if I gave him 51% controlling interest and became his personal legal counsel. The humiliation was total. Xander called me a junkie and a slut, while Crockett looked at the bruises on my neck with the cold, clinical assessment of a man checking a damaged piece of equipment. When a secret bid was leaked, Crockett didn't hesitate to pin the blame on me, accusing me of working with my ex to drive up the price. I was a pawn in a game between two monsters, one who wanted to destroy my body and another who wanted to own my soul and my family's legacy. I had lost my apartment, my reputation, and my safety in less than twenty-four hours. "I don't like it when people break my things," Crockett told me as he applied ointment to the marks Xander left on my throat. I realized then that if I wanted to survive, I had to stop being the victim and start being the predator. I signed the contract, moved into Blackburn's penthouse, and prepared for a scorched-earth war against the Yates family. I don't care if Crockett Blackburn is using me as a leash-as long as he lets me be the one to bite.”