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The Ruined Heiress's Dark Contract Marriage

Chapter 5

Word Count: 910 | Released on: 21/04/2026

y in the suffo

the storage room door snap

into the room, their hands g

ibs. Her hand brushed against an old, ceramic vase on a dus

inst the floor, missin

he ground, shoving a foul-tasting rag into Els

e storage room and threw her onto the carp

ack lace lingerie so sheer it was practically transpa

r," Aisha

ted, she let out muffled screams through the gag, but

t from her body. The buttons popped off, sca

's eyes, burning the fresh scratches on her chee

ress, leaving almost nothing to the imagination. They hauled her up

chin, forcing her to l

smeared it messily across Elsie's lips. "Look at y

cramped. The trauma from the video, the feeling of being exposed and violated,

you don't make Mr. Mortimer happy tonight, Elsie, I wil

maids following close behind. The

her mouth, letting out a

e stumbled toward the massive floor-to-c

ty-five feet. Directly below was a walkway paved with j

rown her, the heavy iron gates

lack armored SUVs rolled agg

rrifying authority. Beside him, Lee Weston lowered his phone and spoke in a tight, professional murmur. "Sir, just as you anticipated, we've tracked M

ognized the sharp line of his jaw immediately. It

ith a sickeningly eager smile. He reached out to shake the man's h

into her throat. This

glass, screaming for help. But the soundpro

dy walking towar

the vanity lamp. With a primal scream, she swung it as h

tch dented a

the heavy glass window open. The freezing autumn wi

"Help me!" she screamed, her voice

thur's footste

s sharp eyes instantly locking

Then, he saw the sheer, degrading lace dress she was

lummeted. A murderous, apocalyptic

a sheet. "Mr. Michael, please, that's just my

guards throwing themselves against the locked be

She didn't know why, but looking into his eyes

g over the ornat

ehind her. The maids screamed

o of the railing, and let he

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“At her grand engagement party at the Plaza Hotel, Elsie Phillips thought she was the happiest woman in the world. Until a high-definition video of her being pinned down by a strange man in a hotel bed was suddenly broadcast on the ballroom's massive screen. Her fiancé, Kelvin, violently ripped his arm away in revulsion. His mother marched on stage, slapped Elsie across the face, and publicly canceled the wedding. Her "sweet" cousin Belle dug her nails into Elsie's arm, whispering that she looked exactly like the cheap slut she was. It was a vicious setup. Chased into the freezing rain by blinding tabloid cameras, Elsie hit rock bottom. But the nightmare was just beginning. An encrypted phone left by her late father suddenly rang, revealing a terrifying truth. Her parents' fatal car crash three years ago wasn't an accident. It was murder, bought and paid for by her uncle Fenton, who had since stolen her family's entire corporate empire. When Elsie tried to fight back, Fenton's guards locked her in a dark room. They forced her into degrading sheer lace, planning to sell her to a sadistic Wall Street psychopath for fifty million dollars. Standing on the edge of a second-story balcony, shivering in the freezing wind, Elsie's eyes burned with blinding hatred. Her parents were murdered, her legacy stolen, and her reputation dragged through the mud by her own blood. Was she really going to die here, completely ruined? Just as she let go of the railing to jump, a convoy of black armored SUVs smashed through the estate gates. Arthur Michael, the most ruthless billionaire in the country, caught her in his arms. He wrapped his custom jacket around her trembling body and handed her a fifty-page prenuptial agreement. "Marry me." He commanded, his eyes completely cold. "And I will help you send every single one of them to hell."”