Escaping The Billionaire's Gilded Cage

Chapter 4 No.4

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licate and theatrical. "I'm so sorry, Jaxo

e a low murmur. "We're a team. We're husban

ntle intimacy that it felt like a physical blow. I stumble

eed to hea

station were whisp

rancis? He's so de

board meeting when she called. And the way he look

in-star chef from Paris. And when some reporter tried to ask an invasive quest

my ears. This was the man who claimed he didn't

stayed by Krystal's side day and night. How he patiently massaged her feet when they swelled

o pick me up. Krystal was in the passenger seat of

he one to put me here. "I'm so glad. You have to come to our ann

looked back. But a dark, self-destructive part of me needed

," I said, m

overlooked the city. I stood in a corner, a glass of u

he ceiling, and a video began to play. A montage of Jax

uilding a snowman in Aspen. All the places he and I had dreamed of going. He was doing it al

t of them on their wedding day. He was looking at her, his eyes shinin

ry was their ro

filled with white roses, Krystal's favorite. My favorite, the wild, purple

, its teeth bared, launched itself out of the rose bushes. I sc

side in an instant, pulling her behind him, his bo

d, its jaws clamping down on my arm. Pain, sharp and blinding, shot through me. Bl

y heart was s

s terrified of big dogs after a childhood incident. H

ife's dog tore me apart. His

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Escaping The Billionaire's Gilded Cage

Cassandra Modern

“For three years, my fiancé Jaxon kept me locked away in a top Swiss psychiatric clinic, claiming it was the only way to cure my severe PTSD. But as I was signing my discharge papers, the receptionist handed me a recovery certificate dated a full twelve months ago. She casually mentioned that my heavy "psychiatric medication" for the past year had been nothing but vitamin supplements. I rushed back to New York to surprise him, only to overhear him laughing in his private club. He had been married to a billionaire socialite the entire time I was locked away. "A few tweaked medical reports, the right 'medication' to keep her foggy. It bought me the time I needed to secure my marriage." His mother then threw a massive check in my face, ordering me to disappear. Later, a toxicologist friend tested my leftover "vitamins." They weren't just sedatives; they were chemical castration drugs designed to permanently sterilize me. The man who swore to protect me after my father's death had orchestrated my imprisonment and tried to destroy my body, all while playing the devoted fiancé. But Jaxon miscalculated one crucial detail. I was already six weeks pregnant with his child. I picked up his mother's check, wiped away my tears, and crushed the fake pills under my heel. "Help me disappear without a trace." I spoke into the burner phone, deciding right then to take my baby and build an empire of my own.”