The Billionaire's Captive: A Heart Broken

r thin cotton shirt, slowing her blood circulation until her fingertips turned a pale, lifeless blue

oed into the corridor. The sound was sharp, grating against Amalia's eardrums. She squeezed her eyes sh

r of her eye. Fear spiked in her chest. She immediately dropped her hands to her sides and forced her trembling

rmed in her throat as she thought about her passport, locked away by the black-hearted agency that had tricked

ng shoved against the plaster. Amalia flinched, her shoulders jerking up t

nsive, heavy cigars leaking from the apartment. The rich, suffocating smell hit the back of her throat, sending a vio

s tailored suit did nothing to hide the bulk of his muscles. His cold, dead eyes swept over Amalia. She froze inst

t to the mahogany door. He knocked t

" Alto

nded dangerously impatient. The sheer hostility in his tone sent a sh

spilled into the freezing hallway, stabbing into Amalia's

lessly across the dark hardwood. The casual display of unimaginable wealth made the air in Amalia's lungs feel thin. She

, and her lipstick was smeared. As she walked past Amalia, she intenti

oes slipped on the polished marble,

blood immediately welled up from the raw flesh. A sharp, stinging pain shot up her arm. She b

stal sneered, looking down

had to endure this. If she fought back, she would never find out where her

er her. Amalia l

from his towering height. His eyes were dark, predatory, and completely devoid of human warmth. Amalia f

is pocket and threw it directly at the actress's face. The heavy stack hit Krystal, and the

to cover the paper cut, her chest heaving with rapid, shallow breaths. The s

nd reached for the brass h

y chance at survival vanished. Driven by pure, reckless instin

ny door slammed

gasped, sucking in a sharp breath of cold air as her

ged in the doorjamb. A muscle feathered along his sharp jawline. A flicker

cking and trembling. "Please call the

t, hollow laugh that so

eer force of his push threw Amalia backward. Her feet tangled, and she flew acr

s. Her vision swam with dark spots, but her survival instinct screamed at her. She scrambled forward

e hands reaching down to grab her

legs wildly, her fraying shoes hitting Alton's shin

oise. He raised a single finger. Alton immediately stopped and stepped back. A

e a steel vice, digging into her cheekbones. He forced her head up, making her look directly into his eyes. The

credibly low, vibrating with a dark threat. Every word

tubbornly refused to let them fall. She glar

aking under the crushing weight of her terror. "You're

drop ten degrees. Chadwick's

od up to his full height, wiping his hand

ick ordered Alton, his voice devoid of any emoti

lammed shut with

ope drained from Amalia's body. Her muscles gave o

ly around her knees, pulling herself into a tiny ball. The sharp pain in her head, the throbbing in her crushed fingers, and