Forced Marriage To The Possessive Tycoon

Chapter 3

Word Count: 785 | Released on: 18/05/2026

e walls of the VIP hospital room. Axel stood perfectly still.

She lowered her voice, ensuring only

" she reminded him. "Your violent reputation is a liability.

ily. He acknowledged that the old woman had played her trump card perf

eyes never left Eleanora's trem

tisfaction. She turned to Jayson

e documents immedi

ulled out his encrypted tablet and began typing

bed. She reached out and patte

m Sterling promised. "The Ste

Madam," she whispered politely. She played the role of the timid, grateful

he hospital room. Her four elite bodyguar

uble doors c

e room instantly dro

deliberate. The hard leather of his shoes clicked agai

ack against the wall, trying to make herself as small as

placed one hand on the wall behind her head, trapp

pered. His breath was hot against her skin. "But

e met his dark, furious eyes. Her hear

he upper edge of her white medical mask. He pres

errified he would rip it of

arned, his voice a low scrape of gravel, "I will personally e

at. She gave a slow, jerky nod to show she

s trousers, visibly disgusted by the proximity.

are moving into my penthouse today. I am

the room. He slammed the door so ha

hands gripped the edge of the mattress to

handed Eleanora her folded clothes and a di

om. She changed quickly, splashing freezing water

Jayson was waiting for her. His ex

corporate office," Jayson informed he

ospital. She ignored the curious s

ting black SUV. The premium leathe

on, and the thick, soundproof privacy divider rolled

. Her fear slowly hardened into cold resolve. She would use this forced marriage. She w

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Forced Marriage To The Possessive Tycoon

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“My cousin and my ex-fiancé drugged me and locked me in a luxury hotel room with a stranger. Two weeks later, I sat on my worn mattress, staring at the two pink lines on a pregnancy test. Suddenly, my front door was violently kicked off its hinges. Axel Sterling, a ruthless billionaire, stepped through the shattered wood. He threw surveillance photos at my feet, accusing me of being a calculating gold digger who set him up. "You have twenty-four hours to terminate it, or I will end you both myself." He dragged me to a private clinic and forced me onto a cold examination table. His grandmother intervened just in time, forcing him to marry me to protect the family bloodline. But my nightmare only deepened. Axel locked me in his sprawling estate, treating me like a prisoner and a temporary incubator. His wealthy relatives bullied me daily, mocking the horrific chemical burns on my face and trying to scald me with boiling food. I was an innocent victim, yet I was trapped with a husband who threatened to throw me in the river and a family that treated me like a repulsive monster. But none of them knew my real face. In the dead of night, I locked my bathroom door and peeled off the silicone burn prosthetic to reveal my flawless skin. I pulled out an encrypted burner phone and checked my hidden offshore bank accounts. I would play the weak, disfigured victim for now, because I was going to use the Sterling family's immense power to completely destroy everyone who framed me.”