The Fake Mute's Spectacular Revenge Game

Chapter 7

Word Count: 631 | Released on: 30/04/2026

ielle through the massive fro

ep, and she crashed hard onto her knees on the cold, polished floor. Pain s

velvet sofa in the center of the grand hall. She held

the marble. "Grandmother, look at what the Roy family sent us. S

er teacup. Her cold, gray

lently ripped the collar of

chandelier, the dark, angry hickeys on Dani

ound the perimeter of the hall ga

a. "The Roy family sent us a shameless tramp," she spat. "She has violated the mora

fall onto the marble floor. But beneath the curtain of her hair, her br

ped forward, grabbing h

aw, guttural wail from the back of her throat. She thra

es. She threw her arms around the base of a massive marble pillar near the hallway

unatic!" Tie

one trembling hand and pointed franticall

entarily replaced by confusion.

d her trembling fingers into the tears streaming down her own cheeks and frantically drew the shape of a massive bed on the polished marble floor. She pointed at the drawing, th

fell dead silent. You

"Are you insane? Are you trying to bla

rolled down her cheeks. She pointed at the m

wild, impossible thought crossed her

Bring her," she ordered, her voice trembling sli

r. They dragged her by the arms, following C

kept her head down, but a cold, calculated gle

y wooden doors of the master bedr

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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.”