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Reborn From Ashes: Loving My Ruthless Husband

Chapter 6 

Word Count: 786    |    Released on: Today at 15:15

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Reborn From Ashes: Loving My Ruthless Husband
Reborn From Ashes: Loving My Ruthless Husband
“I spent my whole life trying to escape my terrifying billionaire husband, Damian Blackwood, trusting the sweet lies of my stepsister and my secret lover, Chase. But on the night I finally eloped, Chase locked me inside an abandoned, burning warehouse. Through the deafening crackle of the fire, my stepsister's mocking laughter echoed, revealing I was nothing but a disposable key to my family's vault. As the blistering heat peeled the skin from my bones, a figure tore through the wall of fire. It was Damian. The man I had drugged, fought, and betrayed shoved burning steel aside with his bare, sizzling hands to reach me. When the ceiling groaned and collapsed, he threw his massive body over mine, taking the crushing weight of a flaming beam directly on his back. Hot, thick blood dripped from his mouth onto my cheek. "I will always protect you." He whispered his final vow as his lifeless weight collapsed against me. Crushing, absolute regret suffocated me in the dark. I had leaked his company secrets and treated him like a monster, yet he died a tragic, agonizing death just to shield me from my own foolish choices. Then, a violent rush of freezing air hit my lungs, and my eyes snapped open. I wasn't staring at a burning ceiling, but the familiar crystal chandelier of our penthouse, exactly three years in the past. My phone lit up with a text from Chase, urging me to hurry to the garden for our elopement. A cold, calculating smirk replaced my tears. I deleted the message, slipped into a fragile silk nightgown, and prepared to repay my husband's bloody sacrifice by utterly destroying our enemies.”