No Escape From His Dangerous Love

Chapter 3

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ed at the twen

back into the leather sofa. "Either you ta

ged over her

pulled out his phone and hit rec

twisted. Bile r

er the table. If you can still stand and wa

social death. Drinking meant physical

second. Then his eyes turned vic

m the ice bucket. It was a specialt

poured a thick, red drop of the oil into every single

or a Boone," St

e. Her throat already felt like i

hand was completely steady. She t

aicin exploded like a grenade in her esopha

nt forward. She bit her lip until she t

histled. "Keep goi

she picked up the secon

blurred. The neon lights in th

ing bored. He hadn't expec

ut. The glass slipped and shattered against the tabl

cohol. The sharp sting of the c

h glass with her bloody

e stood up and walked over to her. He look

n, his fingers dig

f the shirt..." His hand moved dow

e shoved Sterling hard in the chest. She grabb

she brought the bottle to

a mouthful of blood and saliva onto the floor. But she didn't stop. She

led back. His

Her body folded in half. She hit the li

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“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.”