My Contract Husband Is A Cursed Billionaire

Chapter 2

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hed herself up onto her elbows just as a spray of crimson erupted from her lip

in the room d

is face. Damarion's celeb

reathed, his eyes wide with

ointing a trembling finger at the bloo

led from her very core, her life force draining away like w

family's horrified gazes. "See?" she rasped, her voic

ly morphing into anger. "Stop your damn the

a. Her eyes rolled back in her head, an

eel and Damarion

r fainted sister, their panic for Seraphina eclipsing any con

aleel commanded, crad

h the buttons on his sister's bl

What's happening?" Eleanor's frantic voice crackled throu

na fainted! Chloe... she's spitting up blood o

ed. "Call Dr. Evans right now! Get Seraphina

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e herself. No

flooded her mind. Blood is

arm and slick. Using the floor as her canvas, she began to draw. Her fingers move

eyes widened in terror, and she backed away, pressing her

It would cauterize the leak in her life force, but the cost wa

flared with a faint, crimson light for a single heartbea

t stopped. The violent drain on her vitality was

safe.

everything. Her limbs fel

e doctor rushed in with a medical bag. Jaleel and Damarion w

the door, their path taki

He aimed a vicious kick at her side. "G

rd to regain. She didn't have the energy to cry out, to even flinch. She j

nergy was gone, transported to a hospital

the terrified

een her home. It was a tomb where he

t. Every muscle screamed in protest. She leaned against the wall, her breath

this hell, one

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My Contract Husband Is A Cursed Billionaire

Jenn Curlin Fantasy

“As the eldest daughter of the Sharp family, I was treated worse than a stray dog, while my younger sister Seraphina was their precious princess. When the family needed someone to marry a dying billionaire heir, they naturally chose me to take her place. To force my consent, my brothers held a peanut butter sandwich to my face-knowing it was a lethal allergy-while dangling my EpiPen just out of reach. On speakerphone, my own mother sighed in annoyance. "Let her die. It might be for the best." I choked out an agreement just as my throat closed up. But the forced engagement broke my sacred mystical vow, causing me to violently cough up my own lifeblood. Seeing the blood, Seraphina dramatically fainted. My brothers instantly carried her to the hospital, stepping over my dying body and leaving me to bleed out on the cold marble floor. I had to use a forbidden blood rune, draining my last ounce of strength, just to survive the night. Even the mystical Order I served offered no comfort, calling only to demand I secure ten billion dollars for them or forfeit my soul for eternity. Abandoned by my blood family and my spiritual master, I was completely alone, left with nothing but a broken body and a ticking clock. But they made one fatal mistake: they let me live. I turned to the dying heir they forced me to marry, a man plagued by a dark curse only I could cure. "I will be your wife, and I will save your life," I told him. In exchange, I would use his unimaginable wealth and power to make everyone who threw me away pay the ultimate price.”