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A Contract Marriage With My Nemesis

Chapter 2 

Word Count: 954    |    Released on: 30/04/2026

before he could react. She walked quickly toward the entryw

inst the small brass pe

the corridor. Standing right at the front of the mob was her half-sister, Haylee. Haylee's

ned to choke her. The panic she had felt a year ago flashed in her mind, but it was insta

stal glass, dropped a single ice cube into it, and poured a splash of water. He l

ike your fiancé's little trick worked,"

the door, crossing her arms tightly over her chest.

ase Capital takes a hit right alongside mi

surprise crossed his dark eyes, quickly replaced

he door grew loud

outed from the hallway. The metallic scrape of a mast

the room. The floor was s

lace underwear, kicked them forcefully under the heavy velvet

from the door. The hea

ed open violently

The rapid-fire clicking of camera shutters sounded like a

lying to her mouth. She let out a loud, theatri

e was a carefully constructed masterpiece of devastation a

ght, her chin lifted. She looked down at the invading crowd wit

rtbreak. He reached out, his hands aiming for her shou

hit her stomach. She stepped sharply t

mpty air. He stumbled sl

t expected Elena to reject Darron's touch. Elena

eir lenses, capturing Darron's awkwa

robe, but it hung open, clearly displaying the angry red scratches trailing across his chest and stomach

died for one stunned second. The paparazzi stared in absolute shock. Th

de of gray. His jaw dropped. He had paid the hotel s

The sheer weight of his dark, menacing aura made the repo

. He looked down at Darron, a dangerou

ng rumble that commanded the entire room. He took a deliberate step forward, his sheer size dwarfing the smaller man. "I bought the m

sts to clench, trying to regain control of the narrative. "You de

nto the light, squeezing a few tears from her eyes. "Elena, how could you do

tears. A sneer of pure, unfilt

ared he

but it was sharp as a razor blade, cutting throug

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A Contract Marriage With My Nemesis
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“My fiancé always told me he loved me. But not long after our engagement, I woke up suffocating in the dark. He was pressing a pillow over my face, his eyes cold and dead, while my half-sister stood by watching with fake pity. They had orchestrated everything just to steal my trust fund. It all started with a massive hotel scandal. They had drugged me, thrown a cheap escort into my bed, and brought a mob of paparazzi to ruin my reputation. When my fiancé broke through the crowd, playing the heartbroken victim, he knelt down with a massive diamond ring. "I know things have been hard, but I love you. If you come home with me, I will forgive all of this." In my past life, I cried tears of gratitude and let him slide that ring onto my finger. That ring sealed my death warrant. I lost my company, my dignity, and eventually, my life. Until my lungs burned and my heart stopped, I didn't understand. How could the people I trusted most plot my murder so ruthlessly? Why did they have to tear my entire life apart? Opening my eyes again, I was back on the morning of the hotel scandal, exactly one year ago. But the man lying bare-backed in my bed wasn't a random escort. It was Johnathan Chase, my family's biggest corporate rival and the most ruthless predator on Wall Street. Listening to the paparazzi pounding on the door, I smiled coldly.”