Bound By The Billionaire's Cruel Contract

Chapter 8

Word Count: 648 | Released on: 30/04/2026

est he heave. Say something, she mo

issa's wet, trembling form. He looked ba

mov

ong, heavy arm around Clarissa's waist

olid chest. The trench coat slipped off her shoulder, e

lips firmly against her temple. It wasn't

at his mother. A smooth, apo

ice a low, intimate rumble. "Your ti

ed beating. Her eyes w

outh to scream t

soft flesh of her waist. He pinc

ucked in a breath, biting her tongue to stop herse

gether. She looked like she wa

odore's heart almost stopped, but thank God it didn

and rich. "We are working very ha

ot she felt dizzy. She buried her face into Giovan

, look at her, she's s

clicked open again.

is awake. He is asking

kly. She wiped a stra

nto the room, she t

Genevieve

stepped forward

," Genevieve ordered. Her voice was sharp and commandi

. "Go upstairs. Get out of those wet clothes.

d into the medical wing. The he

ay fell d

anny's chest. She pushed him away with

ing with rage. "Why did you lie to her? Do you

d his collar. The charming son vanishe

ftly. "Should I tell my mother that I was forcing my wife

sa like a physical s

me out. He had trapped her perfec

d down the hall. She kept her eyes

e is ready," Marta sa

grabbed Clarissa's wrist ag

, his lips bru

ispered, his voice laced with venom.

ke lead, but she had no choice. She followed him up

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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.”