Trapped In His Cruel Six Year Contract

Author: Jenn Curlin

Chapter 1

Word Count: 699 | Released on: Today at 17:39

et bed. The morning light pouring through

oss the mattress. The high-thread-count sheets on the

er body. The cold air in the penthouse hit

he thick rug and wrapped it tightly around

marble floor. She walked toward the mass

s handle, pressed it down

sive living room. The morning sun spilled across the Per

eran Cortez standing b

nds, casually adjusting the platinum

s eyes swept over Essie. There was

rble kitchen island. He casually set

y of the New York Times and tossed it onto

h a heavy thud, sliding until

cked onto the color photograph

stunning blonde socialite. The bold headline s

contracted. Her lungs fo

le in her face to maintain a neutral expression

Essie said softly

nce you are getting married..." Essie started, her voice barely a

is coffee cup, stopped in mid-air. The

a sharp, piercing clink. A dangerous glint flashed in his e

s clicked against the floor, each sound carrying a suf

d. He planted both his hands on the marble on either s

ead. His hot breath

right to call this

flat against his rock-hard chest. She pu

slender wrist, his grip so crushing she

erian," Kieran said, his voice devoid of any emoti

sie's face. Her pupils dilate

ook of dark satisfaction crossed his face. He low

, followed instantly by the metall

t. He stepped back and ca

at eight o'clock t

the front door without looking b

ng marble floor, her back sliding down the side of th

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Trapped In His Cruel Six Year Contract

Jenn Curlin Modern

“Essie sold herself to ruthless billionaire Kieran Cortez on a six-year contract just to pay for her paralyzed brother's staggering medical bills. But the morning Kieran's face was plastered on the front page announcing his engagement to a wealthy heiress, he violently refused to let Essie go. When she quietly asked if their contract was over, he trapped her against the marble counter. "You don't have the right to call this off. It would be a shame if Charles lost his spot in the medical trial." Trapped, Essie endured his brutal, punishing kisses in hidden corners, terrified of being discovered by his new fiancée, who worked as a doctor at her hospital. But the ultimate betrayal came from home. When her brother saw the dark, violent bruises Kieran had deliberately left on her neck, he didn't care about her sacrifices. He threw scalding coffee on her burned hand. "You disgusting whore! I would rather die than use the dirty money you make spreading your legs!" Even Kieran's fiancée investigated her finances, cornering her to smugly warn her to know her place as a lowly sugar baby. Essie had sacrificed her dignity, her body, and her soul to keep her brother alive, only to be treated like disposable trash by the man who owned her and despised by the family she saved. Why did her endless sacrifices only buy her a suffocating, inescapable hell? Staring at the phone screen flashing with Kieran's demand to be at his penthouse by eight, a dead calmness finally washed over her. She held down the power button until the screen went black. Even if his wrath destroyed her tomorrow, tonight, she was taking her life back.”