Bound By The Cruel Billionaire's Deal

Chapter 7

Word Count: 814 | Released on: 08/05/2026

tely. She hit the cold tile floor hard. The blood from her th

fingers fumbling blindly until they closed around the cold metal of h

ed a trembling thumb across the glass, missing the swipe bar twice before her bloody fingerprint finally unlocked it. She desperate

of a nightclub and Chloe's bright, drunken

perate wheeze, her tongue feeling like lead i

nd stopped instantly. "Aida

d out, her vision darkening at the edges,

hythmic thuds. He was kicking the door. The wooden

But Emmet was a lawyer. He couldn't stop a monster kicking down a door

dan

tly once before the

an's voice was low,

he drug was pulling her back down into the dark. "Grayson Lott,"

e line. Then, the horrific, violent sound of a heavy c

pletely shattered. His voice was raw with p

outh, Grayson let out a furi

lid wood door splintered inward. The toe of Grayson's expensiv

s slipped, and the phone dropped from her

Brendan's voice screamed

red hole. He saw Aida sitting in the pool of blood, her ski

orward and drove his heel direct

he door flew open, the heavy wood slamming viol

way, his chest heaving, s

the toilet. She gripped the bloody glass shard in her right hand a

he bathroom, raised his foot, and

cross her knuckles as it went. Aida let out a sharp c

stful of her dark hair and yanked

rugs, was too much. The room spun violently. The edges of A

ed like an earthquake tearing through a reinforced concrete wall-followed by the screech of metal and the shriek

y engine and the crunch of tires on broken masonry. Then came the thunder o

l it took. The last thing Aida saw before the darkness swallowed her was the splintered

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Bound By The Cruel Billionaire's Deal

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“With only fifteen days of cash flow left to save her tech startup, Aida had no choice but to seek a five-million-dollar bridge loan from Brendan Walls, a ruthless billionaire predator. He agreed to sign the check, but on one sickening condition. He demanded Aida act as bait to get close to his corporate rival, Grayson Lott, treating her like a high-end call girl for a business transaction. Forced to comply to save her employees, Aida let Grayson take her to a windowless underground club, where he secretly spiked her whiskey. As the drugs paralyzed her body, triggering horrific flashbacks of a brutal assault from six years ago, Aida locked herself in the bathroom. She had to shatter a mirror and slice her own thigh open with a jagged shard of glass just to stay conscious enough to call Brendan for help. Brendan's armored SUV immediately smashed through the club's wall to save her, and Grayson was arrested. But lying in the hospital, the horrifying truth finally clicked in Aida's mind. The rescue was too fast. Brendan's men hadn't rushed from Midtown; they had been parked outside the entire time. He had watched Grayson drug her and waited for the felony to happen just so he could legally seize Grayson's company. He had gambled her life and trauma for a hostile takeover. When Brendan casually tossed a signed contract and luxury car keys onto her hospital bed as hush money, the last thread of Aida's sanity snapped. "The deal is dead. NovaTech is mine. If you ever come near me again, I will kill you." Bleeding and shaking with icy rage, Aida threw the keys at his chest, formally declaring war on the monster who thought he could buy her soul.”