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Addicted To His Disfigured Secret Lover

Chapter 4 

Word Count: 615    |    Released on: 13/05/2026

ate was dead silent. Only a few dim wa

t. She walked softly. She ran the qui

A thin line of light spilled out from undern

er lower back ached from bending over

wake for forty-eight hours straight.

ed his tie off completely. He pa

dn't breathe. He yanked the s

llway shifted. The sweet, clean scent

He only saw a slender back pu

tion cut his logic comple

nged at her back like a dy

n around in terror. Before she could see h

the cold wall. His arms locked a

cream. Brennen's hot, callous

. He inhaled the scent off her skin.

The explosive pain in his

ief. His hard muscles relaxed. He dropp

eight. She struggled wildly. She pus

ned instinctively. One of his hands slid down her wa

her silky skin confused him for a secon

thought her identity was going to

d his lips to

t night. Evelyn walked out, having heard the muffled commotion. She wore a sheer red lace lingerie set,

st the wall. Her eyes went wide. A p

e a bucket of ice water. H

down. He was holding the ugl

him at the same time. Brennen shove

to the cleaning cart. Her elbow slammed

aised her hand to slap Aracely. "You ch

ooked at his own shaking hands. He couldn't bel

into his study, and slammed th

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Addicted To His Disfigured Secret Lover
Addicted To His Disfigured Secret Lover
“To keep her grandmother on life support, Aracely was blackmailed into taking Evelyn's place in the pitch-black bedroom of the ruthless billionaire, Brennen Levine. After that night, Evelyn tossed a hideous silicone scar at her feet, forcing Aracely to glue it to her face and work as a bottom-tier maid in his estate so he would never recognize her. Brennen, suffering from chronic insomnia, was completely addicted to the sweet gardenia scent of the woman from the dark. But when he saw the "disfigured" Aracely scrubbing floors, he was physically repulsed, publicly humiliating her and calling her a monster. Meanwhile, Evelyn paraded around as his soon-to-be wife. Terrified of her lies unraveling, Evelyn constantly abused Aracely, throwing scalding coffee at her face and threatening to pull the plug on her grandmother if Aracely didn't sneak back into Brennen's room to act as his human sleeping pill. Aracely endured the suffocating fake scar, the insults, and the freezing servant quarters. She ground her teeth, swallowing the bitter injustice just to keep her only family alive, wondering when this torturous hell would ever end. But Evelyn's malice knew no bounds. When Evelyn raised her hand to strike again, threatening to rip off the very disguise she forced Aracely to wear, something inside Aracely finally snapped. "Do not push me." Aracely locked her hand around Evelyn's wrist in a bone-crushing grip, completely unaware that Brennen was watching from the balcony above, his dark eyes narrowing as a dangerous realization hit him.”