Trapped In His Cruel Six Year Contract

Chapter 5

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ing. Essie's hands shook as she reached into the po

a text from an unsave

weater, sticking the cheap fabric to her spine. She knew

ach is killing me. I need to use the restroom,"

d open the heavy oak door and practical

her footsteps. The wall sconces cast lo

men's restroom. It was completely empty. Soft jaz

ink, reaching out to turn on th

ized handicap stall-suddenly swung o

and clamped hard over her mouth. She was

he sharp click of the deadbolt locki

tile wall. His massive frame pressed flush

ury. "Why wouldn't you look at me at the

hands up, pushing desperately against his solid ch

hand. He wrenched her arms above her head a

ers. It wasn't a kiss; it was a brutal punishment.

arp. She bent her knee, trying to knee him, but he

d yanked it down roughly. He buried his face in the crook of

p, stinging pain radiated from her neck. She knew

high heels hitting the restroom t

rang out as she pushed th

stopped working. Her eyes flew open, stari

d on his lips. He pressed his body even tighter against Essie'

e sound of a purse unzipping followed, then the rush o

s streamed down her face. She was terrified that ev

oming," she said, her tone annoyed. The w

stroom door

e's mouth. He raised his thumb and casual

. Tomorrow at eight PM," he ordered, his voice leaving no

He adjusted his suit jacket, stepped out of the

the floor. She wrapped her arms around her knees, desperatel

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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.”