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Trapped By The Ruthless Billionaire Brother

Chapter 7 

Word Count: 531    |    Released on: 22/04/2026

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Trapped By The Ruthless Billionaire Brother
Trapped By The Ruthless Billionaire Brother
“I agreed to be Joshua Stanley's fake fiancée for fifty thousand dollars a day. My only job was to act rebellious and piss off his elite family so he could avoid an arranged marriage. But the moment we arrived at his family estate, my blood ran cold. His volatile older brother, Brodie, stepped out of a sports car. He was the exact nightmare I had been desperately hiding from for the past six months. To hide my face, I recklessly threw my arms around Joshua and kissed him in front of everyone. But that only ignited Brodie's violent, terrifying rage. He tore up the pristine lawn with his car, and later that night, he picked the lock to my en-suite bathroom. He cornered me naked against the shower glass, his cold fingers wrapping around my throat. "You think you can run from me?" He whispered, forcing a brutal, punishing kiss on my lips. I was shaking with pure terror. I only took this job to make enough money to disappear forever. How did I end up walking right back into the cage of the devil who humiliated me? Why wouldn't he just let me go? But as he tried to break me again, my fear turned into burning rage. I bit down hard on his lip until I tasted blood, shoved him back, and slapped him fiercely across the face. "Have you forgotten who I am now?" I stared right into his dark, predatory eyes. "I am your brother's fiancée."”