The Billionaire's Captive Golden Blood Bride

lass and steel that Kevon had designed during their engagement. Karley had visited twice before

stening to the door click shut behind the dr

ome, Mrs.

iciality of advanced speech synthesis. Lights activated as Karley moved, sensors trackin

l welcomed. Sh

room. The space was forty feet long, floor-to-ceiling windows overlooking a manicured lawn that sloped down to a private beac

r painted smile

the police if she didn't respond. Karley typed a lie with numb fin

silent and set it face-d

at row. Supplements, she realized. Iron, B12, folic acid, herbal extracts with labels in languages s

-fed beef, leafy greens in expensive packaging. Every

door without

mported from Italy. The bed was made with red silk sheets, the traditional color for Chinese we

trying to wash away the smell of hospital antiseptic and her husband's desperation. She scrubb

cost more than her monthly rent at her

ked Kevon's last message: Staying at hosp

s to a warm amber, simulating sunset, promoting circadian health. She could hear the distant hum of the

ing him. Dismissed the

is voice was thick with exhaustion and somethi

y. It'

st. "I just wanted to know when you're coming home

o a whisper. "She's having nightmares. The acc

wedding night. We're

wedding. Because of us, our event, our-" He stopped. Took a breath. "Can you tr

ne wen

ne until the screen went

een satisfying. It fell behind the dresser, screen shat

art home system announced. "Woul

ley whispered.

, plunging the ro

ked suddenly, her body finally surrendering to the trauma of blood loss and emotional shock

splayed a notification she would never see: Ke

Sinai Hospital,

tay there

house, burning with fever, and wonder if