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Bound By The Billionaire's Cruel Contract

Chapter 5

Word Count: 784 | Released on: 30/04/2026

marble bathtub. Her hands were shaking so badly

Hot water roared out, cra

se, clinging to the mirrors and filling th

oured a few drops into the rushing water. Her movements were st

glass door c

His footsteps were

flat against the cold marble wall, her ches

in her direction. He walked

ror. He reached up and pulled the silk tie

irt. He unfastened them one by one. His movemen

bubbles forming on the surface of the water. The steam made

rustle of fabric

tub. The water displaced,

marble edge. He let out a long breath. The wate

head slightl

ered. His voice was a dee

r cheek. She picked up a natu

to the edge of the sunken tub and slowly

e hot water. Her hand tremble

sponge against his b

, wet skin, both of them flinched. The muscle

st invisible smirk touched the corner

wo quick, awkward circles. She

said, her

s eyes sn

of the water and grabbed her wrist. He y

e fell forward, catching herself on the edge

ont of her silk dress. The thin fabric instantly clung to her sk

et dress. His gaze turned dark,

said coldly. "I told y

" Clarissa yelled, pulling fr

echoed throug

ng on the marble vanity

He reached his long arm out and gra

ecutive assistant, Alex Ston

y tappe

led the bathroom. It was followed by the un

ial. The visuals on the screen were

drained from her face, then rushed back in a wave of

een toward her. His lips curl

ommanded. "Learn

shing her face. "If you can't figure it ou

en. The degradation was too

r eyelashes. It tracked sl

el smile vanished from his face. A stra

eak, but the air in the b

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“Clarissa rushed into a crowded nightclub for one simple reason: to save her wildly drunk best friend. But her ruthless billionaire husband, Giovanny, was watching from the VIP room. After effortlessly ruining a man just for grabbing her wrist, Giovanny punished Clarissa for breaching their public image contract with an impossible curfew. When she inevitably arrived back at his penthouse late, he didn't just yell. He forced her to her knees by his bathtub to wash his back, making her watch an explicit, humiliating video as punishment. A sudden family medical emergency dragged them to his parents' estate. Still in her soaked, transparent dress and his misbuttoned shirt, Giovanny's mother caught them. She joyfully assumed they had been passionately intimate. Instead of clearing her name, Giovanny pulled Clarissa close and lied to his mother's face. "We are working very hard on the family's future, Mother." He locked her in the guest suite, tossed a sheer silk nightgown on the bed, and literally shattered the tablet holding their "no-contact" prenuptial agreement. He then slapped a file against the window-he had secretly bought all her father's toxic debt. Clarissa was terrified. They were supposed to be business allies bound by a strict contract. Why was he suddenly acting like a predator determined to own her body and soul? "Give me an heir, or your father goes to federal prison," he whispered. Stripped of all choices, Clarissa picked up the white silk. She would surrender tonight to save her family, but as his shadow swallowed her, she made a silent vow to survive this monster, and one day, tear his empire to the ground.”