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Escaping My Vicious Billionaire Husband

Escaping My Vicious Billionaire Husband

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Chapter 1 

Word Count: 825    |    Released on: Today at 15:01

rs of the federal p

ette stepped out of the dark concrete tunnel. The sudden glare of the su

guard, shoved her hard be

t," he

ped against the rough concrete, and she barely c

wet dirt and exhaust fumes, but it was the smell of freedom. The tight

scanning the empty

by the curb. It looked like a military tank wrapp

ssenger door

devoid of any human emotion. Colette recognized him instan

assive frame blocked out the sun

al instincts screamed at her to run. She took a qu

e reached out with a thick h

around her thin bice

terror. She thrashed against his grip and whipped her he

oggs stood right inside the gates. He looked directly at her. Then, his eyes flicked down to the envelope. With a blank expression,

less against his raw strength. He dragged her to the

ammed shut

the armored windows. The air inside the cabin was suffocatingly

m the leather floorboards. He

ir of irises as cold and

h leather seat. His long, tailored legs were crossed. His l

. A violent tremor rippe

ed against her eardrums. He looked at her like she

had to press them against her thighs. "I didn't do it. I swear to

rris's face. Pure, unadulterat

ic

is palm. The sharp metallic sound ec

pinned her back against the door, tra

his lips were an

whispered, his voice vibrating with rage, "

She clamped her mouth shut. Tears burned the bac

re agonizing second before givi

he SUV tore away from the prison curb, th

The trees blurred past. This wa

me?" she asked, her vo

o his seat and smoothe

all," h

exploded in her chest. She grabbed the chrome door handle and yank

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ged. The sound sever

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Escaping My Vicious Billionaire Husband
Escaping My Vicious Billionaire Husband
“Colette stepped out of the federal prison, finally breathing the air of freedom after two agonizing years. But instead of a bus home, a black armored SUV blocked her path. Ferris Vance's men kidnapped her right at the gates. He forced her to sign a marriage certificate, threatening to completely destroy her father's legacy if she refused. The nightmare had only just begun. She soon learned her father had been driven to suicide anyway. Dragged into the Vance estate, Colette was beaten bloody by the family of Ellie, the girl she supposedly wronged. Ferris paraded her in a pure white gown for the cameras, playing the fiercely devoted husband. But the second the lenses turned away, he forced her into a coarse maid's uniform, making her scrub the freezing marble floors on her hands and knees. "Your life isn't even worth the dirt on my shoes." Ferris whispered those words as he threw his muddy boots at her bruised face. She was nothing but a piece of bleeding bait, a prop meant to lure his missing lover out of hiding. She was tortured and humiliated for a crime she had absolutely nothing to do with. The sheer injustice of paying the price for another woman's disappearance tore her soul apart. When he cornered her in the bathroom, the last thread of Colette's sanity snapped. She hurled a bucket of filthy water right into his face, broke out of his grip, and threw herself out a window into a freezing storm. This time, she chose to escape, even if it meant death.”