The Fake Mute's Spectacular Revenge Game

Chapter 5

Word Count: 781 | Released on: 30/04/2026

e collar of his black shirt, popping the top two butto

o keep him upright. "You just woke from a coma, Deforest. Chug

ng in Deforest's bloodstream. His vision blurred, the edges of the hallwa

dug into his pants pocket and pulle

rd against the se

r as the master override electronically retracted the deadbolt. Deforest shoved his heavy shoulder v

oor open. He stumbled over the thr

alled out from the hallway, pull

t. The suite plunged into

s. She reached into her pocket and pulled out a sharp, metal eyebro

. His foot caught the edge of a heavy armchair. He let

droom. The heavy scent of expensive whiskey rolled of

y outside cast a faint glow. The man stumbling through the room was massive. Broad sho

breath, her musc

nteraction was frying his nervous system. H

ing it blindly into the dark. He crashed onto the edge of the mass

he man on the bed didn't move. H

out barefoot, her toes sinking into the thick carpet. She moved s

fabric of her loose sweater caug

t hit the floor with a

d through the dark like a predator. His large hand shot out, h

ance. She pitched forward, cras

ped her over. He pinned her down, his heavy,

sted her wrist, bringing the shar

squeezed her bones until she gasped in pain, easily prying

k to hold her down. As he inhaled, the fai

t her neck, inhaling deeply. "Anya... you smell just like Anya," he muttered against her skin, h

a shockwave of pure terror down her spine. She knew that voic

her. Her muscles w

r. His mouth crashed down on her neck, h

In the pitch-black room, the two of them tangled together in t

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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.”