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Escaping Into The Dangerous Devil's Arms

Chapter 5 

Word Count: 737    |    Released on: 14/05/2026

hit the floor. Her body was com

st her pale cheeks. The red dress slipped slightly off h

s pocket with his free hand

dy, betraying none of the chaos inside him. "

e top of the stairs. He stopped short when

e carefully handed Gianna over to Alex. "Take her back to her

Gianna, supporting her wei

nt," Algot said. His eyes narrowed. "I want to know e

arried Gianna qui

lingering warmth of her skin was still there. For the first time in his li

se of

walked back in

up with a

rabbed her head, wincing at the dull, t

own bedroom. The morning sun was s

wearing the red dress from the banquet. It

eyes. The terrifying pain radiating from the man

small bathroom. She flicked on the harsh overh

She reached up and unzipped the side of

y to look closer in the mirror. There, stark against the pale skin of her throat, were five d

ith trembling fingers. The

e had grabbed her. He

relaxed the second she touched his chest. She remembered the way h

ething to him. Sh

icked up her phone from the nightstand. S

get home

aff called me. They said you fainted near th

d covered his tracks perfectly. He was pow

rawer and pulled out the crisp white business card she had f

Just a phone number pri

thumb over the

the man whose pain she could take away, was clearly someone import

run from him. She w

the bruises on her skin. She saw the fie

d to the empty room. "And I am

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Escaping Into The Dangerous Devil's Arms
Escaping Into The Dangerous Devil's Arms
“My father ordered me to marry into the cursed Vaughn family. Their heirs were rumored to die young from a mysterious genetic agony. My sister Kayden laughed, saying she wasn't going to waste her youth planning a funeral. So, I became the sacrificial lamb. When I refused, my father slammed his hand on the table and threatened to throw my dead mother's ashes into the city dump. "You are a struggling actress with no money and no power. You have no choice," he told me coldly. To make matters worse, my own agent drugged my drink at a business dinner, trying to sell my body to a sleazy investor just to secure project funding. I was completely cornered, suffocating under the weight of their cruelty. I couldn't understand how my own flesh and blood could be so vicious, treating me like a worthless pawn to be traded and discarded. But none of them knew that while escaping the drug-laced dinner, I crashed directly into the terrifying Vaughn heir, Algot. When his glowing crimson eyes locked onto me during a violent episode of his cursed pain, we discovered an impossible truth: my physical touch was the only cure for his agony. Looking at the dark bruises he accidentally left on my neck, I chose not to run. Instead, I pulled out the private business card he gave me and dialed his number. "You need me," I whispered to the dangerous billionaire. "And I am going to use you to destroy them all."”