Ruthless Tycoon: Protecting My Contract Wife

Chapter 3

Word Count: 672 | Released on: 18/05/2026

up to Angelo, taking the expensive takeou

the water dripping from Amira's jacket onto the hardw

ra. She instinctively took a half-step back,

ly loud and laced with fake heartbreak.

. "She wants twenty grand to buy designer bags to resell. Or may

ent wide with shock. "Aria, what ar

ng wildly. "Angelo, my family is forcin

cut right through her explanation. He reached up and adjust

ice. "Your mother called me last week. She bragged about t

water. Her blood ran cold. Agnes. Her mother had spun a

lied to you to make sure you wouldn't look down on their family and dump Amira." She dabbed at

fenseless face. The disgust in hi

is apartment, and tossed it onto the glass coffee table

mands and your lies," Angelo a

invisible fist. The sheer absurdity of the situatio

to protect her, standing shoulder-to

spine completely straight. Even soaking wet,

e didn't look at Angelo. She l

ce a low, steady blade, "you a

l and walked straight t

gh," Angelo mocke

and slammed it shut, lockin

zing New York rain. The wind slic

iend. The triple blow hit her

all and slid down to the pavemen

rvival instinct flared. She violently wiped

ole world abandoned her, she was not

bank app showed less than fi

ally make cash. The Hamptons mansion belonging to

d her soaked jacket tighter, and started walki

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“Amira worked grueling shifts to pay for her NYU tuition, only to return home and hear her parents plotting her ruin. Her mother decided to force her to drop out and marry a creepy, fifty-year-old man for a $50,000 dowry, just to secure her brother's future. When Amira refused and fled into the freezing rain for help, her wealthy best friend maliciously framed her for having underground gambling debts. Her boyfriend Angelo believed the lies, looked at her dripping wet figure with pure disgust, and dumped her on the spot. Cornered, Amira returned to pack her bags, only for her mother to lock her inside a sweltering, windowless bedroom for three days without food or water. Her mother intended to starve her into submission before handing her over to the old man. As her fever spiked and her throat bled, Amira felt the crushing weight of utter despair. She couldn't understand why her own blood treated her like disposable livestock, while the people she loved threw her to the wolves. But what her greedy family didn't know was that the night before, a desperate Amira had gone to her reclusive, billionaire boss and signed a marriage contract. Just as she was about to die on that floor, the heavy padlock was smashed open by men in expensive suits. "If you ever come near Mrs. Shaw again, I will make you beg for death." Amira was done crying, and it was time to make them all pay.”