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Trapped By The Coldhearted Billionaire's Game

Chapter 5 

Word Count: 756    |    Released on: Today at 16:04

r hallway was a

nd the heavy silence was a stark contrast to the chaotic n

ouble doors. He reached out and twisted the bra

said, his smil

ors. Instead, she found a dimly lit, opulent hotel suite. There were no other p

e had worn in the hallway was gone, replaced by something colder and more calculating. He had clearly just entered throu

ned around, reaching for the door, but the man who had

" she

eard the distinct sound of a

It didn't budge. She jiggled it f

e drawled, taking a sip of his drink. "T

g around the room. A door to the inner bedroom was

epped out of the shadows of the bedroom, a thick cigar betwee

been played. This wasn't a bus

e trembling despite her best efforts.

g a glass of whiskey. "I thought I m

ect a confidence she didn't feel. "This is a

u want, honey. These walls are soundp

lls closing in. She

high heels clicking rapidly i

Are you

t was Mered

rd the door, opening her mouth to scream, but Jaret was fas

his voice calm and c

t with practiced ease. Through the heavy wood, Cassidy heard a muffled conversation. She couldn't mak

dropping from the door handle. The

asses and walked towar

rystal shattered on the hardwood floo

p closer, forcing her backward until he

caging her in. He leaned down, his face inches f

," Jaret said, his voice a low, dangerous rumble. "She th

but it was like pushing against a

her voice cracking. "Money?

in his eyes shifted, becoming darker, heavier. The cold calculation was st

oser, his lips

he wh

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“Cassidy Fox woke up in a freezing, luxurious penthouse that wasn't hers. Before she could clear her spinning head, ruthless billionaire Jaret Taylor threw a phone onto the bed. The screen showed an explicit photo of her boyfriend, Burt, tangled in sheets with Jaret's fiancée. Burt had fled the moment things got complicated, leaving Cassidy behind as a scapegoat to face a monster. Jaret demanded an eye for an eye. He trapped her in the room, choked her until she nearly blacked out, and threatened to completely destroy her career if she refused to submit to him. When she still fought back and escaped, Jaret's men captured Burt and lured her to an abandoned warehouse in the middle of a hurricane. Burt was tied to a rusted pillar, beaten and sobbing in terror. He didn't care about what degrading acts Jaret would force her to perform to pay off his debt. "Cassidy, please, just listen to them! We can figure this out, just don't let them hurt me!" Cassidy felt a suffocating wave of despair and injustice. She had risked her life driving through a deadly storm to save the man who had once saved her from drowning, only to realize she was sacrificing herself for a selfish coward who had already betrayed her. Jaret sat at the poker table, looking at her rain-soaked body with a cruel smirk. "Every hand I win, you do exactly what we ask. If you manage to win a hand, we cut off one of Burt's fingers." Looking at the pathetic man begging for his life, Cassidy slowly picked up her cards.”