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No Escape From His Dangerous Love

Chapter 2 

Word Count: 614    |    Released on: Today at 16:25

er dorm room. She dabbed cheap concealer over the purple bruise o

A text from Sterling. Just an ad

. Her fingers shook. She typed a

bunk. Her face was pale with worry. "Are you

terrifyingly flat. "If I don't go, my schol

grabbed Arlene's arm. "But Sterling

at Clara's eyes. "I just need to apologize. I'll ke

s the only piece of clothing she owned that didn'

rame. "Arlene, doesn't the Boone fa

ame. "The Boones only want to watch

hook by the door. She shoved a smal

gue again. Arlene shot her a

ne said. She pulled the door open. The

e door in C

tside the VIP room o

wn. He let out a loud snort and

. The thick smell of marijuana and sp

room. Two girls in tiny skirts pressed again

girls away and smiled. It w

g yelled over the music.

s of her jacket. She walked forward. She for

hroat was dry, but she made sure every word was

hed. Kip Holloway and the rest of the

d forward. The smell of alcohol hit Arlene's

lene's chest. The cold liquid soaked through her worn ja

. Her nails cut into her palms

y by my rules." Sterling p

rfectly aligned. They were fill

e of pure despair washed over her,

is, she wouldn't wa

her own voice sa

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No Escape From His Dangerous Love
No Escape From His Dangerous Love
“Arlene was the illegitimate daughter of the wealthy Boone family, treated worse than a stray dog. To keep her meager scholarship, she had to swallow her pride and apologize to the frat boy who tormented her. But he didn't just want an apology. He forced her to drink twenty shots of liquor laced with pure capsaicin extract. "Drink us under the table, or take off your clothes and crawl out." Arlene drank until her stomach tore, vomiting blood and collapsing on the filthy club floor. When she dragged her half-dead body back to the Boone estate, her biological father and half-sister didn't care. Instead, her sister ground Arlene's SAT admission ticket into the dirt with her stiletto. "Throw her out. Dad doesn't want to look at her before Hardie's engagement." The guards threw her onto the gravel, leaving her bleeding and barefoot in the freezing night. Arlene sat shivering at a dark bus stop, her dignity completely stripped away. She never wanted a dime from the Boones, so why did they insist on crushing her only way out? And why did Dr. Hardie Boone, the untouchable head of the family, look at her with such a twisted, terrifying obsession? When Hardie's black Aston Martin pulled out of the shadows, he scooped her up, took her away, and locked her inside his penthouse. "You carry the Boone name. Whether you live or die is my decision." Trapped by the dangerous man who demanded total control over her life, Arlene finally realized that simply running away was no longer an option.”