Ruthless Tycoon: Protecting My Contract Wife

Chapter 7

Word Count: 679 | Released on: 18/05/2026

ted windows of the Queens apartment, illuminati

d the front

ing a pair of three-hundred-dollar gaming headphones, v

ned bathrobe and holding a mug of coffee. When she saw

ight out there," Agnes sneere

past Agnes and headed for her tiny, win

drums. "Good. Because I already told Mr. Henderson we're

ered suitcase from under her bed, and sta

m and grabbed Amira's wrist, her nails digging

yes were dead. "I found a way to

screeching laugh. "Did you sell yourself on the

ever tiny, pathetic thread of biological loyalt

ood up and looked at Agnes like she wa

thing," Amira said, her voice eerily

s lost her mind. She realized Amira w

a rabid dog, grabbing th

women struggled in the cramped

ocked loose, hitting the floor and fanning open. Agnes's eagle eyes instantly

unadulterated greed. Amira snatched it back instantly and shoved it down the

tone instantly flipped. "Amira, sweetheart, you found a r

weet face. Her stomach physically revolted

nt," Amira said

f pure malice. She realized manipula

one second to grab her p

ted out o

oden door sh

o the door and twisted the

k. C

ck snapping shut echoed from the hallway.

ery blow, her head throbbed harder, and the room bega

er voice cracked, the adrenaline that h

gh the wood. "You are not leaving this room until M

ezing rain from the night before suddenly caught up with her. A

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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.”