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The Billionaire's Captive: Debt Of Love

Chapter 3 

Word Count: 772    |    Released on: Today at 14:28

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The Billionaire's Captive: Debt Of Love
The Billionaire's Captive: Debt Of Love
“Ten years ago, a storm tore through Burke Manor and destroyed my life. I was just an eight-year-old orphan hiding in the shadows when a rotted balcony railing gave way, sending the heir to the Burke fortune plummeting to the pavement. Before the ambulance even arrived, the lie was set in stone. "She pushed him!" my rival screamed, and the world instantly branded me a murderer. I was hauled away in a police cruiser, losing everything. A decade later, I was an eighteen-year-old mechanic in Queens, covered in grease and struggling to keep my Nana Rose alive. But the past doesn't stay buried. Finn Burke returned in a black Maybach, looking like a predatory emperor. When Nana suffered a massive heart attack, the hospital demanded a deposit I couldn't pay, and Finn was there with a checkbook and a contract of "indebted servitude." He bought my grandmother's life and, in exchange, he bought me. He dragged me back to the manor, locked a titanium GPS shackle around my wrist, and forced me to be his personal caretaker. He wants me to manage his pain, to bathe him, and to look at his crippled legs every day as a reminder of the "sin" he says I committed. He calls me his property, a slave to a debt I can never repay. But while massaging his legs, I felt something impossible-muscle tone and reactive tension that shouldn't exist after ten years of paralysis. He thinks he's broken me, but he's forgotten one thing. I'm a mechanic; I know when someone is hiding what's under the hood. Finn Burke is lying about his legs, and I'm going to find out why, even if I have to burn this manor down to get the truth.”
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