Trapped In His Cruel Six Year Contract

Chapter 4

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al locker in the cramped changing room, peeling off her

ght is the department dinner. The hospital's primary investor, Mr. Cortez, will be th

oor. "I really don't feel

cking your monthly bonus," the hea

nd walked to a dimly lit, absurdly expens

rivate dining room. The space was already p

e kept her head down and walked straight to the em

and sat down, she heard Maureen and

other's medical bills?" Maureen whis

the money for his treatments? Look at her clothes, she's n

he squeezed it so hard her joints ached, but she kept he

espectfully pushed

arm looped through Kie

ilent. Everyone stood

r. His dark eyes swept the room and landed with

wn. Adelle sat pressed against his side. They look

y, expensive escargot and bottles of vi

nked everyone for their wishes and started talking abou

ood around her porcelain plate with her fork. Her stomac

, leaned forward and loudly asked Kiera

gs. He didn't look at Maureen. His eyes stared straight

he panicked and jerked her head up, crashing s

ith a lethal warning and a

fork slipped from her fingers and slammed agains

m snapped to Essie. Adelle's perfect

ork off the table. "I'm sorry,"

d laugh. He shoved his chair

hly against the marble floor. The

Kieran said coldly. He didn't spare anyone a sec

stop him, but Kieran didn't even turn his

freezing. Suddenly, Essie felt a short, s

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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.”