The Fake Mute's Spectacular Revenge Game

Chapter 3

Word Count: 762 | Released on: 30/04/2026

on the master bedro

ly buried her face back into her knees, forcing her s

carried a metal basin filled wi

ectly at Danielle's face. The damp

octors said he needs physical stimulatio

h. She gripped it so hard her knuckles ached. She stared at Agnes's shoes,

lked out, leaving th

down her throat, her life ruined by Elliott Stuart and his entire, rotten family. Her anger needed an outlet, and the man in the bed-Elliott's brother-was the closest ta

eels hitting the marble h

alked in, wearing a custom trench coat over a desi

eforest's chest. Disgust flashed in her eyes,

ut of Danielle's hands. She threw it into the

f exaggerated pity. She spoke in a high, sooth

is a monster for making you do this. Come wi

lint in Tierney's eyes. Her sto

he cameras. Danielle needed to get out. She fo

eeve of Tierney's expensive trench

estrained herself from slapping Danie

d the main staircase, taking the narrow serva

t idling under the tree

doors locked with a heavy clunk. In the dim light of the car's interior, Danielle quietly reached up, twisting her messy hair into a

roared to life, tearing down the drive

ral perfume. It made Danielle's throat close up. She twist

a bottle of Fiji water, already uncapped, and shoved it

treetlamp, the yellow light illuminated the water. Danielle's sharp e

massive gulp. Instead, she pressed her tongue against the opening and let the water

. Seeing Danielle's throat bob, a cruel, s

her cheek against the cold glass of the window. She closed her eyes, l

rain, heading straight for

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LARA MORRISON Romance

“Madeline slammed the prenuptial agreement onto the table, forcing Danielle to sign herself away as a "blood bag" bride. To secure her mother's safety, Danielle was sold to the ruthless, comatose billionaire Deforest Stuart. She kept her head down, perfectly playing the role of a terrified, broken mute. But on her wedding night, Deforest's sister set a vicious trap, dragging Danielle to a hotel to be ruined by a sleazy investor. Danielle was prepared to escape, but the hotel door was suddenly smashed open by a massive figure. It wasn't the investor. It was her comatose husband, Deforest, temporarily awakened by a violent, drug-induced rage. In the pitch-black room, he pinned her down, mistaking her scent for a ghost from his past, and violently claimed her. She fled before dawn, only to be blinded by camera flashes. His sister dragged her back to the Stuart manor, ripping her collar open under the chandelier to expose the dark hickeys on her neck. "Throw this shameless whore out into the street!" the matriarch ordered. Danielle's eyes grew cold. If they kicked her out now, her years of planning to tear this rotten family apart would be completely destroyed. No one believed that the monster who assaulted her was the very man lying perfectly still in the medical wing. Playing the frantic mute, Danielle dragged the family to his bedroom. Right as the guards reached for her, she launched herself onto the bed, crushing her weight directly onto Deforest's chest. A second later, the "comatose" tyrant's eyes snapped open with murderous rage, and her real game of revenge finally began.”